<?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-15829751</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:25:55.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muh blawg.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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>136</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-500492221375213190</id><published>2009-12-15T02:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T02:47:34.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh my poor bruised big toe. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Rammed my toe into the wall during squash this afternoon and it hurtttt like crap. This means that i either need new shoes, or i need to improve my rusty footwork, or i am just plain suay. PROBABLY ALL THREE. Squash was good today though, i was glad i could still play after months of leaving my racket untouched. And i've never seen the nie courts with so much activity, guess every hall is putting in their last bit of effort before the games start next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Every IH season i ask myself why the heck did i join so many sports. (This year i have squash tennis badminton and volleyball) I miss sport. It used to be such a big part of my life. In secondary school i would watch the clock tick down in class, i couldn't wait for class to end and training to start even if i knew it was gonna be a tough one. I miss competing. The anticipation leading up to a match, gathering all my thoughts and focus on the match, the thrill of stepping onto the court preparing to play the game of my life. There were of course ups and downs. I looked forward to the tournament period every year, to the draw, then to each match, and up till today I totally remember how I felt when we won the crucial match in Sec 2 and lost in Sec 4. That ecstatic, wonderful, uplifting feeling of team victory and that immense disappointment i felt deep in my stomach and with every breath i took. No matter how much we ran, perspired or how hard we hit, there was the feeling that we could have, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;should have&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; done better. We celebrated and cheered as a team and we cried together as a team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;People often ask, isn't badminton or squash a lonely game(compared to team sports like netball and hockey), don't i feel alone and all by myself on the court? Some people forget that there's such a thing called doubles(lol), but even if it's singles, all i can say is, a singles player may be the only one on court, but he or she is NEVER alone. Badminton, tennis, squash and other racket games are very much team sports as well. When on court you are competing and battling together with your teammates and your coach, without them you are pretty much nothing. This is the reason why i don't appreciate people who regard themselves as the superstar of a team, who put themselves high up on a pedestal and distance themselves from the rest of the 'commonfolk'. This of course doesn't only apply to sport, it applies to basically everything else as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But I digress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;IHG gives me a chance to remind myself of what competition feels like. And may I emphasize, FRIENDLY competition. There was an IH basketball game last year in which we got our shirts tugged so violently in all directions we ended the match seething in anger. Not to say that we let ourselves get pushed around or that we couldn't stand up to bullies, but it was just an inter-hall game and there was certainly no need at all of shirt-pulling of that extent. Grrr. I digress again. Whether in familiar sports to me like badminton/squash or new ones like volleyball, which has been a really interesting experience so far, IH allows me to experience a little of what i truly miss. Maybe i SHOULD have joined a club after jc. Sigh me and my stubbornness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway! I heard a song today on class 95 that made me totally happy and hyper in the car haha. Love these kinda random moments. :) K off to watch show and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Take my hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Tell me what you are feeling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Understand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;This is just the beginning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Although I have to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It makes me feel like crying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I don't know when I'll see you again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Darling leave a light on for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'll be there before you close the door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;To give you all the love that you need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Darling leave a light on for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;'cause when the world takes me away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You are still the air that I breathe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-500492221375213190?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/500492221375213190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=500492221375213190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/500492221375213190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/500492221375213190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2009/12/normal-0-false-false-false-en-us-x-none.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-17674617275980270</id><published>2009-12-07T04:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T04:53:35.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i38.tinypic.com/vgldl5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 571px; height: 800px;" src="http://i38.tinypic.com/vgldl5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It really is the small little things that matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Those that nudges your emotions and captures you in the tiny corners of your heart, those that are so plain in its simplicity, those that make you smile even when you don't realise it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yeah, one of those days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-17674617275980270?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/17674617275980270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=17674617275980270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/17674617275980270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/17674617275980270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-really-is-small-little-things-that.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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://i38.tinypic.com/vgldl5_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-6376003919955001028</id><published>2009-11-21T03:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T04:13:12.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hello wisdom teeth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You sneaky little thing. You really could not have chosen a better timing to make known your presence. You've been around since like, forever and you had to choose this period to say hi in such a painful and swelling way. Just to let you know, it's exam time for which our owner still has 5 more papers to go. Now she has to plan when to remove you in a way that affects her activities the least this coming December. Who knows, she might even get rid of you in Nov. She REALLY does not want to bring you to Europe where you might get too excited and flare up further. It's a pity that us true-blue molar residents and our owner still have to suffer even when you're gone, for as long as a whole month. I mean, we're supposed to get one whole month of local/Asian food before we do 6 months of Western! How wonderful is it that because of you, we might be seeing Porridge and Congee everyday instead. Meanwhile, while you're here, do try to keep your annoyance level down, do less of that throbbing so that our owner can focus on her notes rather than on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No love at all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Your molar neighbour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-6376003919955001028?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/6376003919955001028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=6376003919955001028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/6376003919955001028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/6376003919955001028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-wisdom-teeth-you-sneaky-little.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-2811471423947917299</id><published>2009-11-14T01:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T01:44:47.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/totp/wallpaper/1024x768/killers_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 671px; height: 503px;" src="http://www.bbc.co.uk/totp/wallpaper/1024x768/killers_3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Omgggg. The Killers are gonna be here on Jan 24 and i won't be here to see them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Very :( about it. It would have been really awesome!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's been a rather cold day by S'pore standards. Then i think of the subzero temperatures im going to be facing in 2 months and i feel a lot warmer. Tried on coats and jackets at Zara today in preparation for December's shopping spree, it was fun, comfy and warm haha. I was walking around the store and going oh i need to get this, oh i need to get that! Gawd. So much things to get in December it's not even funny. What if i miss out something?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im secretly looking forward to the shopping actually. Whee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And in high-stress periods like these we all need something to look forward to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So here we go, exam season again.&lt;/span&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Song of the moment: Spaceman - The Killers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-2811471423947917299?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/2811471423947917299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=2811471423947917299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/2811471423947917299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/2811471423947917299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2009/11/omgggg.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-3438047643010327370</id><published>2009-11-09T06:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T07:02:03.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i29.tinypic.com/rm719c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 400px;" src="http://i29.tinypic.com/rm719c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yeah, right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's been an utterly exhausting weekend. What with collecting my laptop only to find that there are still problems, coming home to discover that my desktop pc cannot open word documents, frantically scrambling around to find alternatives and to settle at least half of my to-dos, it wasn't the most pleasant of weekends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Butttt Saturday wasn't too bad because:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;- Ice cream buffet with the hall mates was fun, though it left us a bit out of love with ice cream for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;- Watched Paranormal Activity, discovered it was a crappy show, but at least i came home and didn't get spooked out or anything. Thank goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;- And and and, lastly and most importantly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;WE BOOKED OUR AIR TICKETS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; :) Managed to snag a good deal and we jumped on it immediately. Things are more settled now, somehow. At least we now have a confirmed departure date. Gonna fly to Copenhagen (Denmark!!) and then train to Jonkoping after that. I think. We were all getting very excited in the office. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ok that was just a short update for this much neglected place. Now back to my list of to-dos which seems to be getting longer by the second. Gah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-3438047643010327370?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/3438047643010327370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=3438047643010327370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/3438047643010327370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/3438047643010327370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2009/11/yeah-right.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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://i29.tinypic.com/rm719c_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-4302228184140351814</id><published>2009-10-07T21:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:23:13.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SsyVfT55oJI/AAAAAAAAAL4/_lbwHA0X6Iw/s1600-h/balloon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389847219207250066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SsyVfT55oJI/AAAAAAAAAL4/_lbwHA0X6Iw/s400/balloon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Typed a long entry out and cursed when i clicked a random button and everything disappeared. Pretty much what life had been having in store for me these few days. Ah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just back from ah lian bee hoon with the hall mates and about to go to the games room to study in a few moment's time. Maybe throw a few darts, play some boggle. :) There's something about sitting in my hall room and listening to light, breezy songs that's really nice. Makes the world seem better, easier. Like no shit happens in this world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Thanks for listening, really needed it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Back to work work work&lt;/span&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/15829751-4302228184140351814?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/4302228184140351814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=4302228184140351814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/4302228184140351814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/4302228184140351814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2009/10/typed-long-entry-out-and-cursed-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SsyVfT55oJI/AAAAAAAAAL4/_lbwHA0X6Iw/s72-c/balloon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-6262363094605263526</id><published>2009-09-06T01:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T03:19:07.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Can't believe it's September already. At home now trying to complete my 206 photo montage, while keeping score on Federer vs Hewitt and England vs Slovenia. Rooney just hit the post from close range!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Been feeling bluesy for the most part of this week. Perfect mood to play squash in. It's been kinda long since i last played. In jc i used to go down to the courts to play during my breaks, sometimes alone, and i'd feel better after that. There's something about whacking the ball against the wall, hearing its sound reverbrating through the entire court and working up a sweat that can do some real good to a gloomy soul. No courts this time though. Oh well give me some oily crispy youtiao, some takeaway Venezia ice cream, and i'll be fine. I see a pattern going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Big week coming up. All da best to yall taking part in hall elections. Phenomenal amount of people runnng this year, apparently. And... instep oh instep, do be nice to me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ladeedum shall go to bed now and decide whether i should go dnd shopping tmr. The theme is mystery so if i turn up covered in black cloth no one can fault me right? Hahaha nah, i won't do that to lynn. :) good night everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-6262363094605263526?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/6262363094605263526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=6262363094605263526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/6262363094605263526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/6262363094605263526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2009/09/cant-believe-its-september-already.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-16959682789736687</id><published>2009-08-28T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T03:19:31.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i32.tinypic.com/2n14xky.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 353px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://i32.tinypic.com/2n14xky.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Birthday candles, throwing a coin in a well... I always wish for the same thing too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-16959682789736687?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/16959682789736687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=16959682789736687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/16959682789736687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/16959682789736687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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://i32.tinypic.com/2n14xky_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-1901792425466261205</id><published>2009-08-15T02:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T03:19:51.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Tried composing an entry to let some stuff out, but it didn't work. So i went out to the pasar malam, bought a large dose of glorious oily food, went to the supermarket to get some chocolate milk and a pint of B&amp;amp;J's in my favourite flavour, and went home and downed them all whilst burying myself in the fresh-smelling pages of a new book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Happy food therapy never fails me. :] felt better instantly, certain dark clouds seemed suddenly gone. Usually when i'm home i turn to homecooked food therapy, but the parents are out at sea this weekend so gotta find alternatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Had my 8 hours of sleep everyday for the past 6 days, yet i felt the most tired this week. Past frustrations of the week sort of culminated today, and I felt a lil better after that. Of course, i know the dark clouds are still there, but for a couple of days at least i wish to remain blissfully ignorant and enjoy my time at home. Being in hall 5, sometimes 6 days a week has made me miss home in a way i never thought i would. Looking at my sucky timetable and heavy modules i'll probably be spending even less time at home. Year 2. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Its August 15, happy founders day nygh, and im officially 20 years and 6 days old. woo hoo, i guess? spent the most part of my birthday itching and scratching and cursing the pasir ris park mosquities and sandflies(ugh) for their 548768 presents for me. Parents brought me to a hotel durian buffet, where there were all things durian(ever ate durian Peking duck?). Great for durian lovers. Thanks for the 'surprise' too, my favourite bunch of ladies. Wahaha keep trying ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Anyway, off to finish my book, get another glass of chocolate milk and get ready for the second week of school. Did i mention i have a 5 day timetable? Boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-1901792425466261205?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/1901792425466261205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=1901792425466261205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/1901792425466261205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/1901792425466261205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2009/08/tried-composing-entry-to-let-some-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-1691845700140710688</id><published>2009-07-20T02:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T03:20:11.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gooooood morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SmRu4VITFcI/AAAAAAAAALk/7rF_m_EIsZQ/s1600-h/goodmorning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SmRu4VITFcI/AAAAAAAAALk/7rF_m_EIsZQ/s400/goodmorning.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360531370501412290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i think this is ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE! :) talk about a pick-me-up in the morning. well, if you even bear to eat it. had hotcakes from mcdonald's at 5am yesterday over at june's place after a night of n.ybt meetup with the juniors, some Cranium madness, a late night date with the half-blood prince, anddddd! some meticulous planning in time for wednesday. mwaaaaaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;we never seem to get tired of cranium haha it was FUNNY as hell omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;meanwhile, pockets are utterly burnt after my second-most expensive meal of the year on friday night. a good meal, nonetheless. but i wouldn't mind my cheap and good hawker food back, thanks. especially now when times are bad for the pocket. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;went to the library today and picked up a few gems! you know that silent thrill you get when you unexpectedly find something good at the library, i love it when it happens to me. :) am listening to the same songs over and over these two days. sometimes when your world is filled up with lovely music you just wanna hang on to it and not let go. on another note, i need new earphones. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;gonna get some swimming, baking and cycling done in the coming week. and conveniently ignore the fact that the start of school is creeping up on us in 3 weeks time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;when the summer's here the waves are crashin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;no time for thinkin' don't even ask me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;gonna let it all roll right past me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;cause when I'm here I'm always thinkin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;this life is a beautiful one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;and though I seen it comin' undone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;well I know most definitely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;it always works out the way it's meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;so baby keep your head up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;well keep it on the up and up and know now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;cause you got all my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;love, love, love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-1691845700140710688?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/1691845700140710688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=1691845700140710688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/1691845700140710688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/1691845700140710688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2009/07/gooooood-morning.html' title='gooooood morning'/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SmRu4VITFcI/AAAAAAAAALk/7rF_m_EIsZQ/s72-c/goodmorning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-4543053444237780116</id><published>2009-06-30T02:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T05:19:44.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the week the King of Pop died.</title><content type='html'>i have been very contemplative as of late. little things here and there get me thinking. there are so many things i could have been unsatisfied with, but yet there are so many things i should feel truly thankful for. life is a funny thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h1n1 is starting to affect people around me. and with the sudden tragic death of Michael Jackson, it's not been a very happy period for the world. i can't feel sad enough about the loss of MJ. i vividly remember the first time i saw the Black Or White music video, i was jumping up and down and dancing along with the song even if i didn't know the words. there was the dance, and there was the voice. the videos for Thriller (which i didn't dare to watch the first few times) and Billie Jean had the same effect, and when David Cook did that awesome cover of Billie Jean i knew he'd be my favourite Idol. there was also a period i couldn't stop singing Man In The Mirror and Heal The World. when i got to primary school someone knew how to do the moonwalk and i think i was in love with that person for a while HAHA. i reckon the world should stop watching the details of MJ's death unfold like a tv show and just remember the man's gift to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/specials/michael-jackson/article/0,31682,1907409_1907413_1907557,00.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to read what John Mayer wrote about MJ on the Time website. couldn't have put it any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playlist is pretty melancholy right now. i think music is a really powerful thing. my windows are fully open with the cooler-than-normal night breeze coming in. i feel the seasons(ok fine, weather) changing! going to curl up on my bed with a good book in a moment's time. am still full from the crystal jade buffet i had with the cs girls just now. managed to somehow finish the mountain of food and have our fill of xiaolongbaos. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of cs. over the past week, i remembered the reason why i ever contemplated journalism in the first place. the very first reason why i had considered going into journalism. and if i end up doing journ (though there's really not a high chance of it happening), it'd be because of it. i'd lost much of my belief in journ after a year in cs, hence it was a relief to be reminded of the reason why i initially wanted to do journ before uni. who knows, anything might happen. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile here's a line from one of those songs that are so beautifully written and hits me in a spot in my heart that makes so much sense.&lt;br /&gt;“But I will wait for you, as long as I need to, and if you ever get back to Hackensack, I’ll be here for you”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-4543053444237780116?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/4543053444237780116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=4543053444237780116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/4543053444237780116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/4543053444237780116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2009/06/week-king-of-pop-died.html' title='the week the King of Pop died.'/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-1186715021298375447</id><published>2009-06-21T02:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T03:10:00.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cos every life's a story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs112.snc1/5120_211306690194_540355194_7461158_6431588_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 467px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs112.snc1/5120_211306690194_540355194_7461158_6431588_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Okay i look weird in ANY hat, let alone a white straw hat with a chirpy sunflower.)&lt;br /&gt;Lots to update on after a whirlwind(sort of) two weeks. But that i shall leave for later. Right now a friend just relayed a few shit stories to me that i feel like sharing. i'm not being rude! read and you'll see. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A little bird was flying south for the winter. It was so cold, the bird froze and fell to the ground in a large field. While it was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on it. As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, it began to realize how warm it was. The dung was actually thawing him out! Soon, a farmer passed by and heard the little bird chirping. Seeing the poor creature covered with dung, he decided to help the bird get out of the mess and placed it under a shrub. By this time, the bird was feeling warm and chirpy. and A cat passing by heard the sounds, saw the bird and ate it up.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Morals of the story?&lt;br /&gt;1) Not everyone who drops shit on you is your enemy.&lt;br /&gt;2) Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend.&lt;br /&gt;3) When you’re in deep shit, it might be better just to keep your mouth shut.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A turkey was chatting with a bull. “I would love to be able to get to the top of that tree,” sighed the turkey, “but I haven’t got the energy.” “Well, why don’t you nibble on some of my droppings?” replied the bull. “They’re packed with nutrients.” The turkey pecked at a lump of dung and found that it actually gave him enough strength to reach the first branch of the tree. The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second branch. Finally after a fourth night, there he was proudly perched at the top of the tree.  Soon he was promptly spotted by a farmer, who shot the turkey out of the tree.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The moral of the story?&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit might get you to the top, but it won’t keep you there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A crow was sitting on a tree, doing nothing all day. A small rabbit saw the crow, and asked him, “Can I also sit like you and do nothing all day long?” The crow answered: “Sure, why not.” So, the rabbit sat on the ground below the crow, and rested. All of a sudden, a fox appeared, jumped on the rabbit and ate it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The moral of the story?&lt;br /&gt;To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting very, very high up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A priest was driving along and saw a nun on the side of the road, he stopped and offered her a lift which she gladly accepted. She got in and Crossed her legs, forcing her gown to open and reveal a lovely leg. The priest had a look and nearly had an accident. After controlling the car, he stealthily slid his hand up her leg. The nun looked at him and immediately said, “Father, remember psalm 129?” The priest was flustered and apologized profusely. He forced himself to remove his hand. However, he was unable to remove his eyes from her leg. Further on, while changing gear, he let his hand slide up leg again. The nun once again said, “Father, remember psalm 129?” Once again the priest apologized. “Sorry sister, but the mind is weak.” Arriving at the convent, the nun got out, gave him a meaningful glance and went on her way. On his arrival at the church, the priest rushed to retrieve a bible and looked up psalm129. It said, “Go forth and seek; further up, and you will find glory.”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The moral of the story?&lt;br /&gt;Always be well informed in your job; Or you might miss a great opportunity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-1186715021298375447?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/1186715021298375447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=1186715021298375447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/1186715021298375447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/1186715021298375447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2009/06/cos-every-lifes-story.html' title='cos every life&apos;s a story'/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-5378313663157684185</id><published>2009-06-10T01:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T03:00:50.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. i am utterly tired out by all the laughing i did today. i normally wouldn't believe in getting tired by laughing too much, but now i do. with all honesty, i didn't do anything remotely tiring today. other than laughing. too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you realise, i mentioned tired 3 times and laughing 3 times in the previous paragraph. so yes, im feeling ultra tired right now and yes, i laughed a LOT today! like, seriously, hold-stomach-and-cant-stop-laughing-for-five-minutes kind of laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so first i went to accompany huiyu in the morning for a while at aviva where it was pretty empty cos its the qualifiers today so all the big names weren't playing. got to sit at front row seats cos they weren't counted as premium today but it will be from tmr onwards. :( anyway, watched for at most half an hour before i had to rush off for the cashflow seminar at aia building in the afternoon. it's actually canvassing for hall, since they pay a certain amount for each person who attends. we all thought it was gonna be a boring 3 hour talk on financial planning, but who knowsssssssss, the whole thing turned out to be a board game session + getting to know some really useful non-boring tips about building your passive income. nvm about the passive income part, the board game was DAMN EXCITING! seriously! it plays on the Rich Dad Poor Dad scenario and was a financial game no doubt, with words like dividends and ROIs and cash flow, but they were all pretty easy to understand even for an econs noob like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was a Truck Driver who earned less than 1K a month including expenses, but i amassed a fortune through great stocks and real estate and even had some gold pieces to be left over with! i felt quite sad though that i had no Babies (even though they will add to my Expenses haha) and my Big Deals dont usually work out. hahaha. there was a Doodad king in my group, doodads are like random payments you have to make if you hit them, like suddenly the lawyer is forced to buy a boat and the police officer some 'fabulous fake jewels'. HAHA. anyway one of the aims of the game was to get out of the Rat Race and i was third overall to get out along with szeshean and jean, so i won a book! like an actual, how-to-get-rich book! it looks like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/Si6lmEu4UrI/AAAAAAAAALU/GOrG4SCFnUY/s1600-h/Photo0604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/Si6lmEu4UrI/AAAAAAAAALU/GOrG4SCFnUY/s400/Photo0604.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345391881259340466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;check it out check it out, im gonna be mastering the Inner Game of Wealth as well as know the secrets of a millionaire! Think Rich to Get Rich, yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i the only one who finds this exciting. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah it was a really fun session and i truly felt i learnt something about financial planning so kudos to the aia people, who were quite fun to be with as well! :) i was having so much fun i forgot to take pictures of the game, but we took group photos so that will come later. whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the whole seminar thing the Athena people went to walk around Queensway while waiting for the rest to come. i finally bought two grips, finally. and mw gave me one of the 3 pairs of socks he bought cos i was looking at it longingly HAHAHA. ok fast forward, we had dinner then went to minds cafe at boat quay cos there was ladies night, and the craziness of the day started. omg, i dun even feel like recounting everything cos there's just too much funny stuff going around the whole night, we started with a classic that got us all high and giggly, evon then introduced to us this amazing and HILARIOUS game, and then we played another one that was girls vs guys and , oh what can i say. we didn't play a peaceful game all night and we kinda regretted it cos we were super tired after we left the place haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, gotta love my hall peeps. don't think ive actually said this before but im glad im in Athena. everytime we're together we have such good senseless fun even when foc money troubles border on the horizon. lol. you guys can pull through foc will be awesome! seniors camp will be awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in a good mood cos ive had a good day today, and its the FIRST ROUND OF AVIVA OPEN TMR! in a few hours time actually. i am so excited, so excited, so exciteddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty, gonna be good and go sleep now so that i can wake up in time for mixed doubles in the morning. NIGHTNIGHT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-5378313663157684185?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/5378313663157684185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=5378313663157684185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5378313663157684185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5378313663157684185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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/_co5Sv8CbFyI/Si6lmEu4UrI/AAAAAAAAALU/GOrG4SCFnUY/s72-c/Photo0604.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-1480169625248968737</id><published>2009-06-06T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T02:33:03.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay my eyes can barely open now but i just wanted to say what a great, exhausting day today was! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up reeeaaallllly bright and early at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SIX AM&lt;/span&gt; and train-ed down to changi airport for PSY's arrival. a hilarious line of events ensued as june(who had all the details) could not be contacted, i was late, and waiyee was all alone at the airport not knowing which terminal to go to. anyway, we somehow managed to locate the correct terminal and the correct belt and present ourselves there just as she stepped out. psy's mom's first reaction when she saw her was, truly classic. :D thereafter we went back to psy's house with her while june THE SLEEPYHEAD rushed over along with a guilty look and packets of chye tau kway amd tau huay hahaha. spent the next 13 hours talking about everything and anything, irish catchphrases, real bodies she had to cut up, latest happenings of interest and certain people in sg, psy rapidly adjusting back to sg life where the bus driver is not ang moh, went for our respective, um beauty treatments in town and some crystaljade lunch, retreated back to june's house to laugh at photos and do other lazy stuff the rest of the day since we were all half gone cos of jet lag and lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arent you glad to be back PSY.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha see you and the rest tmr and, enjoy your new fb account HAHAHA. which reminds me, online poker with june just now was frigging fun, we were giving each other dancing chickens and chinese takeouts and whatnots and guess what, i found my own online good luck charm. mwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty bedtime,&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-1480169625248968737?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/1480169625248968737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=1480169625248968737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/1480169625248968737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/1480169625248968737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2009/06/okay-my-eyes-can-barely-open-now-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-6675707436459119468</id><published>2009-06-03T03:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T04:44:57.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Funny how being awake when everyone else is sleeping puts you in the mood to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go to Europe like NOWWW. Everytime the holiday period comes around i see friends jetting off to places around the world and i feel stuck right here in sg. Well okay, not exactly, I've been to malaysia twice already(OE, Tioman) this hols and in 2 weeks time I'm gonna spend another 4 days there with my fave bunch of girls at another beach resort further up north so I can't say I'm staying still. Previously I was blissfully ignorant of people going away but you know, fb doesn't help at all these days. Sigh, I wanna go to Europe and like, stay there for a month or two and tour the whole continent. Hahaha okay, you can start chiding me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a while ago a friend asked me what I did yesterday. And I honestly couldn't remember. I had to think really hard for a few minutes before i could answer(for the record, I went to the First Take screening at the Substation with the CS gang and we played Munchkins at Starbucks thereafter haha which ash won). Shouldn't be that difficult to recall right, but I couln't. And it's not the first time! I think that's the problem with holidays. Days pass by one after another and somehow we manage to lose sense of time and day. Actually I think it might just be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow i'm going oldies singing with lola and roxana, my fellow restless souls. Mwaha. And the day after, captain will be BACK from the faraway land of ireland!!! The joy! The excitement! Kristy's gonna be back from aussie soon too so we'll have our full team again. :):):) LOL and since we couldn't get tickets for ny homecoming on the 6th we're gonna have our own homecoming bbq party that day, which is a far better idea anyway since we haven't had our trademark bbq in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOT TO FORGET, aviva open is next week. NEXT WEEK!!! here's a prelude:&lt;br /&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/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SiWOLTZyadI/AAAAAAAAAKs/-p01clnZbBE/s1600-h/520x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SiWOLTZyadI/AAAAAAAAAKs/-p01clnZbBE/s400/520x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342832857783101906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SiWOtz0h62I/AAAAAAAAALE/vYyunvPrPFM/s1600-h/AOS08PeterGade1406B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SiWOtz0h62I/AAAAAAAAALE/vYyunvPrPFM/s400/AOS08PeterGade1406B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342833450600754018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SiWO8-Ts1RI/AAAAAAAAALM/5w_amDwJuBA/s1600-h/peter-gade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SiWO8-Ts1RI/AAAAAAAAALM/5w_amDwJuBA/s400/peter-gade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342833711113884946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, plenty to look forward to actually. okay sky is rumbling outside, rain please fall and make my slumber all nice, rainy and cooling. stormy would be fine as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, off to a good bedtime read.&lt;br /&gt;XO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-6675707436459119468?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/6675707436459119468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=6675707436459119468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/6675707436459119468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/6675707436459119468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2009/06/funny-how-being-awake-when-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SiWOLTZyadI/AAAAAAAAAKs/-p01clnZbBE/s72-c/520x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-7235989665802826960</id><published>2009-06-02T02:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T03:35:17.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Child drawings of Darfur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SiQf7DZfG7I/AAAAAAAAAKU/cgEMyLKCod8/s1600-h/_45532634_chad6_body.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SiQf7DZfG7I/AAAAAAAAAKU/cgEMyLKCod8/s400/_45532634_chad6_body.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342430157353196466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One young artist named Aisha said: "It is very kind to send us food, but this is Africa and we are used to being hungry. What I ask is that you please take the guns away from the people who are killing us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World news have been nothing but depressing nowadays. The missing Air France jet, the suicide of the former South Korean president, H1N1, Nadal crashing out at the French Open and Susan Boyle missing out on first place at BGT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world needs some brightening up and maybe more of these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SiQlr9njk9I/AAAAAAAAAKc/sssulcEvKtg/s1600-h/hellokittyhouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SiQlr9njk9I/AAAAAAAAAKc/sssulcEvKtg/s400/hellokittyhouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342436495173325778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SiQoYa30lwI/AAAAAAAAAKk/lvc5_temM88/s1600-h/2008-003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SiQoYa30lwI/AAAAAAAAAKk/lvc5_temM88/s400/2008-003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342439457963677442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and PLS WATCH THESE, how can you look at them and not smile. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0UE3CNu_rtY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0UE3CNu_rtY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MleXPVxLGX0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MleXPVxLGX0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/SINYU/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/SINYU/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-7235989665802826960?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/7235989665802826960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=7235989665802826960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/7235989665802826960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/7235989665802826960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2009/06/child-drawings-of-darfur.html' title='Child drawings of Darfur'/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SiQf7DZfG7I/AAAAAAAAAKU/cgEMyLKCod8/s72-c/_45532634_chad6_body.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-5078440013385896501</id><published>2009-04-28T01:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T02:37:11.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;sinyu wants to cook! And bake! And make meals she's not familiar with! Any takers? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I've been hearing a certain song everywhere. Today i heard it 3 times - on the radio, in the shops, on MTV. hmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Taken, went Haji Lane shopping and attended Filament09 screening at SAM today. All were good. :) Don't let your parents watch Taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Room is filled with bagfuls of stuff after moving out of hall on sunday. Wish I could wave a wand and everything would magically sort itself out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly thought it was Tuesday when it was actually Monday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm gonna start Twittering... ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-5078440013385896501?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/5078440013385896501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=5078440013385896501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5078440013385896501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5078440013385896501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2009/04/sinyu-wants-to-cook-and-bake-and-make.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-759759899302809762</id><published>2009-04-25T23:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T02:07:37.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just had two huge sneezes that might have woken the neighbourhood up. Yep, only 11.25 pm but i sometimes forget people in this part of the island sleep really early. Oh wait today's saturday, means there's soccer ha. No games of interest to me though(gunners play tmr).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, post exams have been good so far. First thing we did on the 21st was to get that free B&amp;amp;J's cone. KBox was immensely satisfying. Even the tv shows have been 'good' - Lil and Anoop finally got eliminated on Idol, Tyson got blindsided and voted off on Survivor woohoo! (yes i do still watch it cannot ah) The only thing bad was The Sniper. (i hope huiyu doesn't see this hahaha) i'm here cos the show i'm watching is loading on sigh, a turtle's pace. And a really old turtle at that. I had a pretty good, relaxing day though. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my first day of exercise since hols started. Got to say that exercise's probably somewhere up there on my holiday agenda! Throughout the semester I have had signs telling me I am unfit, you know, panting while walking up the stairs or even the SLOPE, walking fast (cos im late for class), etc. it ain't a nice feeling. so this hols, im going to get many good games of badminton and squash, squeeze in some swimming and cycling, play some leisurely tennis and bball. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i'm happy cos i racked up my furthest distance yet on BOTH my blading and car mileage! :D:D was out with the family and relatives at East Coast Park the whole day cos my dad was running some cross country race for his company in the evening. Beautiful day at the park. And on the same note of optimism, it was a bright, sunny day as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SfNOLe_QPQI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/mQ7ygxg9u0w/s1600-h/Photo0510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SfNOLe_QPQI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/mQ7ygxg9u0w/s400/Photo0510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328688743313325314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SfNOcyjWoVI/AAAAAAAAAKE/oxim7rHUX88/s1600-h/Photo0513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SfNOcyjWoVI/AAAAAAAAAKE/oxim7rHUX88/s400/Photo0513.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328689040622788946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;was reading my book against this backdrop. so zen-ish. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SfNPg6y8hHI/AAAAAAAAAKM/uHvvJrlgbxY/s1600-h/Photo0516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SfNPg6y8hHI/AAAAAAAAAKM/uHvvJrlgbxY/s400/Photo0516.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328690211066774642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;watching the sky turn dark(and pink) while waiting for my dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear blades,&lt;br /&gt;Today I took you along for repair at your favourite skating shop where i was sadly informed of your impending demise (repairing the straps and wheels and everything will cost almost as much as a brand new pair, so yeah). :( so i took you on, i hope, a fitting send-off journey by blading almost the entire length of east coast park. (whoooo!) ive never bladed as much nor as long as today. (probably cos i'm not that good on rollerblades so i usually prefer cycling) I know I've not been much of a good owner, keeping you inside the dark, dingy storeroom for months on end and noticing your broken inner being (couldn't resist a bit of melodrama) only very recently. Nonetheless, you have served me well in these 8 years, (got it as a reward for my psle results) and today, you did a marvelous job once again. Thanks for not letting me fall, and for hanging on throughout your final trip. I felt your pains, it must not have been easy.&lt;br /&gt;Love, your owner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(crappppp, i really suck at this. lol you can probably tell from the what-the-hell kinda ending)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm now on to driving. i got to drive back from east coast all the way to bukit timah, and all the way home after that! before you go cheyy, this is really a big accomplishment in my short driving lifespan so far kay. it's my first time driving from one end of the island to another. i didn't even have any near accidents. and NO, i didn't mount any kerb as well! lol. okay, i think this is really not much of a big deal. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, there was this inter-school biathlon thing going on. it was a pretty big event and we all stuck around the transition area between the swim leg and run leg watching the paticipants get all flustered looking for their running gear after their swim leg(lol). I was standing there amid all the excitement and shouts of encouragement and all i could think about was my own competition periods. :))) great times, back then. Was looking at the Rafflesians' way of cheering and going all hmmmm! All i can say is, how different. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably had the most sugar cane juice i ever had in a day as well. Oh well, boring post. Looking forward to stong, tioman and aviva. Happy holidays, everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-759759899302809762?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/759759899302809762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=759759899302809762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/759759899302809762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/759759899302809762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-had-two-huge-sneezes-that-might.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SfNOLe_QPQI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/mQ7ygxg9u0w/s72-c/Photo0510.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-1898489416665284049</id><published>2009-04-02T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:10:16.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello world, it's been long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amid the frantic rush of projects and wonderful moments of Boys Over Flowers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinyu wishes she was more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wants chocolates, and ice cream, and a good bath where the water doesn't turn cold in 2 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is feeling uncharacteristically _ _ _ and gasp, she might even sleep early tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again, she is excited that she gets to drive again tmr. legally, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;watashi wa ashita uchi e kaerimasu&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;Far more, far more, far more, far more,&lt;br /&gt;Far more, far more than we can take.&lt;br /&gt;So well, so well, so well rehearsed.&lt;br /&gt;I coordinate in this kind of mess.&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Far More (The Honarary Title)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-1898489416665284049?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/1898489416665284049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=1898489416665284049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/1898489416665284049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/1898489416665284049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-world-its-been-long-amid-frantic.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-5237899579159224582</id><published>2008-11-21T02:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T03:09:09.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whooooooo exams are over. come on chant with me, O-V-E-R, OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually nothing much to whoo about cos generally i did a nightmare job on several of my papers, and there isn't even one which i can feel even remotely confident of a good grade in, how great, but tonight is not the night to dwell about it! :) we shall worry when the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what i'm feeling now is Excitement and Enthusiasm, whooo i feel like doing every single thing that can be done in this whole wide world hahhahaha. i am generally aware that i sound like an idiot, hahaha but it's high time you should know that i can be very idiotic at times! like now, i feel like kajiao-ing everyone to do fun stuff with together that we've been putting off for the longest time, but i am remaining very civilised and leaving most of you untouched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO KUAI DIAN FINISH EXAMS, EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for an awesome steamboat with da great people from da school of the Wee. awesome not because of the food, but because of the general level of er, happiness amongst us (haha i need to upgrade my vocab man), people were delirious and there were plenty of laughter to share all around. happiness quotient was maintained and maybe even increased after we Remembered To Eat. hahaha. (nvm if you dont get it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night ended quite early, but it's okay we got like 3.5 more years to do rubbish stuff together hee hee. those who still have papers, so glad you guys came too! good to eat off all that stress right. haha. got back to hall, bathed off my smelly steamboat smell and fiddled around with facebook and some shows since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of shows, i have many many shows to watch. grey's, gilmore girls, one tree hill, heroes, prison break and gossip girl! they have been simmering patiently on my shelf and in my computer waiting to be woken up from their exam period-long slumber. wahaha! dikai is my wonderful source of tv shows, whoooo he's like everyone's number one favourite guy in hall due to his neverending supply of shows. tsk haiyo tsk. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday Season is here, oh how joyous. :)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and may results never come out. lol.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-5237899579159224582?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/5237899579159224582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=5237899579159224582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5237899579159224582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5237899579159224582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2008/11/whooooooo-exams-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-7335497109351822605</id><published>2008-10-29T02:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T03:50:39.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, is one of those days where everything feels cooped up inside, nothing feels right and it feels so much like there is a need for something MORE. Today is one of those days where i wish, more than ever, that i had a cosy country cottage backed with rolling green hills and filled with brightness and laughter to return to. All I'd have to worry about was whether my cookies are done baking, my flowers are blooming and what book to read later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has their own versions of perfect lifestyles, all i want is my country home! But before that let's see, i've got to get my degree, get a job, get rich, migrate, ... it never ends does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in this rat race of achieving something, getting something, you get so focused on chasing your 'dreams' and your 'goals' you start to lose track of the meaning of it all. What is a dream? What is a goal? What is a dream that is unattainable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive my seemingly pointless questions, lol. Perhaps all that discussion during sociology about the culture of consumerism got me thinking. Perhaps it's the sighting of someone during lunch who used to be someone close but we no longer talk. Buttttt at least hs102 presentation today went okay, it was even funny at times LIKE when sean jabbed his finger into the whiteboard thinking it was the projector screen, during presentation, lol classic uncool moment. oh, and joyce is totallaye lovin' hs102 hahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that amazing feeling you get when you play a song and the song speaks to you? I'm feeling it now. And feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. as a rather shoddy conclusion to our discussion earlier, i gather we should just Live Life. love your family, love your friends, have more of those nonsensical chats about nonsensical topics, listen to more of your favourite music, laugh more, play more, yada yada, Live more. And just to set the record straight, i AM a fervent supporter of dreams, i have plenty of them haha. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is swimming and i probably can't sleep, but i will try to anyway. May everyone find plenty of reason to laugh out everyday.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-7335497109351822605?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/7335497109351822605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=7335497109351822605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/7335497109351822605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/7335497109351822605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-is-one-of-those-days-where.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-8006531604324648836</id><published>2008-10-17T01:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T02:34:03.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;If I was a flower growing wild and free.&lt;br /&gt;All I'd want is you to be my sweet honey bee.&lt;br /&gt;And if I was a tree growing tall and green,&lt;br /&gt;All I'd want is you to shade me and be my leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was a flower growing wild and free.&lt;br /&gt;All I'd want is you to be my sweet honey bee.&lt;br /&gt;And if I was a tree growing tall and green,&lt;br /&gt;All I'd want is you to shade me and be my leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is you, will you be my bride.&lt;br /&gt;Take me by the hand and stand by my side.&lt;br /&gt;All I want is you, will you stay with me?&lt;br /&gt;Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were a river in the mountains tall,&lt;br /&gt;The rumble of your water would be my call.&lt;br /&gt;If you were the winter, I know I'd be the snow.&lt;br /&gt;Just as long as you were with me, let the cold winds blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is you, will you be my bride.&lt;br /&gt;Take me by the hand and stand by my side.&lt;br /&gt;All I want is you, will you stay with me?&lt;br /&gt;Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were a wink, I'd be a nod.&lt;br /&gt;If you were a seed, well I'd be a pod.&lt;br /&gt;If you were the floor, I'd wanna be the rug.&lt;br /&gt;And if you were a kiss, I know I'd be a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is you, will you be my bride.&lt;br /&gt;Take me by the hand and stand by my side.&lt;br /&gt;All I want is you, will you stay with me?&lt;br /&gt;Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were the wood, I'd be the fire.&lt;br /&gt;If you were the love, I'd be the desire.&lt;br /&gt;If you were a castle, I'd be your moat,&lt;br /&gt;And if you were an ocean, I'd learn to float.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is you, will you be my bride&lt;br /&gt;Take me by the hand and stand by my side.&lt;br /&gt;All I want is you, will you stay with me?&lt;br /&gt;Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the reasons why i love, love, LOVE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Juno&lt;/span&gt;. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today goes down as one of the clumsiest and klutziest days in the history of my short life thus far. and that's saying a lot. let's see, i broke a glass, swept up the glass shards into a dustpan, went outside to throw AND spilled the dustpan. piang piang piannggggggggggg. and other stuff happened which im so not obliged to say, mwahahha. people paiSEH la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my roomie is reaaally enjoying herself right now. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just moments ago christine happened to walk right in and hoboy, we were standing outside my door laughing our stomachs out and gasping for breath. christine! im still laughing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess no one will know what im talking about becauseeeeeee, im in this sort of mood right now. where i feel like being utterly nonsensical. and i dont care if no one comprehends because!!! just because. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might be cos of squash just now though. or may be cos of the Impending Tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. peace outtttt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-8006531604324648836?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/8006531604324648836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=8006531604324648836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/8006531604324648836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/8006531604324648836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-i-was-flower-growing-wild-and-free.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-5309023577335104800</id><published>2008-09-23T02:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T03:20:11.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's only so much you can encompass in words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;language and wordplay fascinate me beyond my expectations, but still at times like this i find myself almost, speechless. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, sing ying finally jetted off to faraway ireland last night. whatever sadness we felt, we quashed it and turned it into a happy occasion with plenty of laughs and fervent well wishes for her. (we even group hugged her mom lol) our dear captain's gonna become an amazing doctor, the rest of us will be awesome business and media people, deep down you just know we'll still be the same group of nine who will be talking merrily in our granny wear carrying our grandchildren in fifty years' time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, 5 years is a pretty long time... come back soon pang. feeeeeeeeel the love from us in s'pore in that purple album. take care of yourself, see you in june and! check out those hot irish guys for us. ;) mwaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much has happened in the two months away from the blog. school is slowly killing everyone in the exponentially increasing amount of work. (lol sorry, just had to add that in) hall life threatens to derail my grades but i try my best not to let it. life with my roomie, hahaahhaha perhaps i will give a full evaluation once the two sems are up. :D but we have an Open Relationship (albeit on facebook), can't be all that bad can it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by observation, i seem to have become a lot more contemplative since uni started! argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing bad, i just need more partners to er, contemplate with. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess week is better than no recess week, i feel. the work never lets up, we just gotta get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wkwsci dnd at butter factory later on tonight. all the best luck in the world to chihua and weiliang, just go out there and have fun! :D see all ya hot stuffs tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stilllll in contemplative mood, i dont know why im not writing it out. ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;bedtime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-5309023577335104800?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/5309023577335104800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=5309023577335104800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5309023577335104800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5309023577335104800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2008/09/theres-only-so-much-you-can-encompass.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-5613845504142766203</id><published>2008-07-27T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T17:13:33.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i, am off, to camp, with waiyee, in, half, an hour's, time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe i apologise for any irritation caused but i just wanna say im feeling very disjointed right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway past two days have been a blast! met abigail and shurong for some lunch and catching up on thurs. :D friday, went back to jj early with abby to collect sgc and i talked to FIVE of my former teachers! ms goh, chew, yip, koh and lum!! so happened that they were all there :D it really was nice! and then i was off to east coast park after that for penne bbq weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok i gotta go! be back on fri!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-5613845504142766203?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/5613845504142766203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=5613845504142766203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5613845504142766203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5613845504142766203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-off-to-camp-in-half-hours-time.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-5969239987077150631</id><published>2008-07-24T01:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T03:33:53.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the week after</title><content type='html'>Back from hong kong since sat night and i haven't done a proper update on the trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still don't feel like doing a proper update on the trip. HAHA call me annoying. alright alright just a brief one maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrived on the first day and thank goodness there were useful airport signs and staff to direct us to the bus terminal. people kept thinking we were really japanese! took us a while to get to the apartment which was tiny but amazingly cosy. we'd brought our own bedsheets and stuff so we got down to work and rearranged everything the way we liked it (which was kinda a mistake seeing how we overlooked the fact that we had to arrange everything BACK the way it was on the last day). gave the landlady some Bangawan Solo pandan cakes as a gesture of appreciation and she was so happy she took us out for supper right there and then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we didn't actually do much over there. went to just a few touristy places like Po Lin temple and Ocean Park, where it was so SWELTERINGLY HOT i could feel my skin sizzling. i loved the cable car rides though and i ABSOLUTELY ADORE the pandas! they were so teeth-achingly cute and so lovely i couldn't bear the leave the panda enclosure. and hmm i became really broke by the 3rd day due to excessive buying and eating. we mostly ate at authentic hk tea cafes, what you know as cha chan tings which sadly wasn't as cheap as i thought.. highlight food of the trip has got to be the roast goose! dimsum comes a close second. :) everyday we walked and walked even more, going from mall to mall, shop to shop. we stayed at this condo called La Costa near the Ma On Shan estate which was many miles away from town so everyday we'd trudge home painfully on aching soles and calves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(okay im rambling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night times at home were fun too. this was when the 4 of us would get really cranky ESPECIALLY junnie gosh you dont wanna know what this woman does when she's cranky. and i was the one sleeping beside her so i got the brunt of it. -.- we were happily lapping up the cantonese dramas and they were showing chong shang yun xiao as a rerun! bedtime activity was BRIDGE lol my play seems to be particularly potent in hk mwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall i must say, the sights and sounds in hk aren't any much different from those here in singapore. the food, though not as varied as ours, definitely offer more pack in flavour and quantity. and the shopping, wooooooooo the shopping! not as cheap as some claim it to be, BUT definitely more satisfying just with the measly reasons of more variety and more brands. oh and travelling with my favourite bunch of girls, priceless. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week i finally had some time to myself and catch a few breaths before going for hall camp again next week. watched The Dark Knight and i found the film and the Joker so masterful i believe it's one of the best films i've watched this year, the other being Juno. the Joker, without a doubt, will be one of the iconic villians(think Anthony Hopkins as Hannibal Lector) that have since been missing in recent films. with all the raving about the Joker it's easy to forget Aaron Eckhart as Harvey Dent, he turned in a brilliant performance this time as well. It is rare though, that a movie can surpass all the hype and pass all expectations on the film and i think it is fair to say that The Dark Knight has done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what others have said of the Joker:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;All the hailing of Ledger's performance are grounded. Watching it will make you feel a different chill down your spine than you'd remember from any other film. It's impossible, quite literally to relate to The Joker. He gets inside your head with his stories of how he got his scars, makes you laugh at his sick jokes, then makes you instantly wonder why you're laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPYBIRTHDAY TO MY DARLING CAPTAIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;on tues we got up at 630am, reached her place at 730, hid ourselves in her room while she took her bath and screamed happy birthday as she opened the door. (i love this girl la but who on earth wakes up at 6am on their birthday???) went thomson for prata tgt and patted ourselves on the back when we learnt that we came ahead of another group who came to surprise pang as well mwahaha. proceeded to june's house for an afternoon of mahjong while waiyee created my facebook account for me lol. then headed to bugis for some homely steamboat while waiyee had loads to tell about her europe trip. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to mel's today with wenlin to chill and watch ROMEO AND JULIET heehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i will have a good day. hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;maybe have a driving lesson.&lt;br /&gt;maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sleeeeeeeeeeeepy.&lt;br /&gt;time to read and to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-5969239987077150631?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/5969239987077150631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=5969239987077150631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5969239987077150631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5969239987077150631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2008/07/week-after.html' title='the week after'/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-7702109882421918340</id><published>2008-07-14T00:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T02:46:24.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO so i decided to check in here before i go Leaving on a Jet Plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most obvious topic right now would be W.KWSCI FOC, everyone was raving about it and rightly so because it really did rock! haha that sounds so mild. it was uberly, totally and utterly AWESOME TO THE MAX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyy good attempt but i am too lethargic to sound high right now. i just wanna say PENNE really rocked foc, and how i am missing my fellow Pennes quite a lot. Getting best og was really just a bonus, albeit a really wonderful bonus. HEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kudos to the seniors for it really was a great job well done. we were all taken for a ride(quite literally as well!) more than a few times and i can honestly say i've never been in a camp quite like this before. which is saying quite a lot cos JJ as we all know is camp jungle. hahaha oh yes and pamy and amos, you guys are the awesomest ogls around in ntu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this camp brought back much much memories of my jj orientation as a camper. both experiences were equally amazing in different ways. i must have a blessed camp life cos my ogls are always so lovely. (I MISS MY JJ OGLS. OH, AND SOME OF THE OGMATES TOO LA.) for two years plus i have been harbouring a secret desire to be a camper again and now i am! only difference is that im called a Freshie. hoho. and i have hall orientation camp coming up! i think it will be completely different cos im going with waiyee hahahhha oh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i dunno what im still doing here cos im not done packing and there's loads to be done. met the girls yesterday for usual session of badminton at ccab, we decided we aren't going to be china mamas in hk anymore, we'll be jap tourists!! SO FUN SO FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i finally changed my grip after 643832 years! it's not rotting and it doesn't smell anymore so, I'M HAPPAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poolside-d with mel and wenlin today. see i am slowly getting back to my usual routine of life. wenlin you are such a dear for recommending me all those places to go in hk! i will try to buy something nice back for you and mel kay. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom tried to cook chicken rice today, it was.. quite a failure haha. just wanted to write that down cos it really was quite hilarious in the kitchen earlier on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL BE BACK ON SAT NIGHT CHIOBUS AND YANDAOS! (very affected by the chiobu and yandao si bei chio cheer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am psyched because when we're back waiyee will alr be back from europe! :D hooray! really miss that girl alot. never played mj since she left. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i officially have the dumbest email address on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till im back, and meanwhile, HELLOOOOOO HKG! :))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-7702109882421918340?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/7702109882421918340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=7702109882421918340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/7702109882421918340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/7702109882421918340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-so-i-decided-to-check-in-here.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-4336397634572253560</id><published>2008-06-20T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T02:28:08.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's times like these when your stay at a place you've come to really like is drawing to a close where you feel regretful of all the previous resentment. close to two months of crazy 13-hour work days spent with these lively, full-of-nonsense bunch of people and i suddenly realised i'm going to miss this place when i'm gone. and, they make OT fun! we'd switch on the music loud and order a lot of food(that the company pays for, you wont believe the budget the bosses allow for dinner expenses) and have a dinner party every night in the office. the aircon's so cold we'd all shiver in the office together and compete to see who will wear the most layers of clothes to work. and we'd bet over which cute TNT guy will show up next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today however, i snuck off and did something SHADY with albert that no one knows about. hahaha! shhshh. we got to be discreet kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, due to the nature of my work i had to sign this confidentiality agreement that forbids me to mention details to outsiders. LOL sounds like some secret agent. IF I TELL YOU I'D HAVE TO KILL YOU. mwaha. (-whispers- but ask me and i'd say, i've probably told most people anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay work aside, i went for my NTU medical on wed. it was raining all sorts of animals and i smartly forgot to bring my form so wenting came to my rescue. even had to do urine test and chest x-ray. to anyone who's going, don't bother about the white t-shirt thing. you'll have to strip and put on the pretty gown anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taiwan trip's off, it seems. HOW SAD. we're going camping instead. yes, with a tent and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, seems like i have not talked about AVIVAAA OPEN. leechongwei won, finals would've been boring if not for the red card! poor kellogg, she was just really frustrated with herself. but the red card made my day! so evil, haha. but that part was so exciting la really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what made my tournament??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURE WITH PETER GADE!!! :):):):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like so obvious. haha. need to wait for eunice to upload and send it over then i will print it out, put it in a nice frame, hang it on my wall, and stare at it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA NO LA. im not so... scary. BUT i will take it out and glance at it dreamily every once in a while. cos it's like, even nicer than my first photo with him. hee hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to hit the bed! FTT tmr. gonna last minute hug buddha's leg for a while later and tmr morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-4336397634572253560?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/4336397634572253560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=4336397634572253560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/4336397634572253560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/4336397634572253560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-times-like-these-when-your-stay-at.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-6835139499741411281</id><published>2008-06-10T02:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T02:53:30.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;9/6/2008 - Daily to-do&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-renew library books online&lt;br /&gt;-obtain NTU matric no, give it to waiyee, apply hall!&lt;br /&gt;-RETURN SINGYING'S DAD'S PAPERS, bring along tmr.&lt;br /&gt;-end work today: 1830&lt;br /&gt;-re-create very first timesheet (boss freaking lost it)&lt;br /&gt;-check out aviva schedule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a list to remind myself what i need to do. before i forget to do something important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at waiyee's house tonight was sweet. had a proper sit-down home cooked meal with her parents, 8 of us came excluding kristy who's in vietnam. it was really cosy and felt just right. probably cos these girls are like my second family, just with many sisters and many parents. :) we all had a considerable amount of wine too. went up to waiyee's room after dinner to try applying for hall together and got fed up with the matric no thing. then we started belting out huan zhu ge ge songs, went upstairs to her newly revamped movie room and watched The Sixth Sense. it was quite scary to the point where it became hilarious. -.- sang june her early birthday song and ate the cake the usual way, no plates needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was my monday night in bullet motion, apparently not so bullet. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy week ahead. relocation of office+six day work week+aviva! family won't get to see me much at all till next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall update on work and AVIVAAAAAA next week. am trying to suppress my undying support(i typed undying love!!! haha!) for peter gade. Pe............. okay it's working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, BON VOYAGE WAIYEE AND WENLIN! have fun in europe and taiwan respectively, imnotjealousimnotjealousimnotjealous. travel safe you two, take lotsa peektures for me to gawk at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling groggy. kay night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-6835139499741411281?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/6835139499741411281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=6835139499741411281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/6835139499741411281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/6835139499741411281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2008/06/962008-daily-to-do-renew-library-books.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-6231373490166544855</id><published>2008-06-01T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:38:17.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SELCmcsKYII/AAAAAAAAAGk/sIDWHfka9pI/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206938084985954434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SELCmcsKYII/AAAAAAAAAGk/sIDWHfka9pI/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; an update, for those who don't already know.&lt;br /&gt;kinda breaks my heart to turn down the other two.&lt;br /&gt;and i still don't know whether i'm making the right choice here.&lt;br /&gt;but it's like, i can always read up on social sciences if i'm interested in it right? since it's everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;okay, that's not very good logic, but i don't know how to say la.&lt;br /&gt;people don't really support my initial decision to go for geog in fass.&lt;br /&gt;i applied to mass comm on a whim, i actually got in and now im going for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah. choices can be modified so, one last day to consider.&lt;br /&gt;please tell me i'm making the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, a few years will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i will be :) by that time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-6231373490166544855?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/6231373490166544855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=6231373490166544855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/6231373490166544855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/6231373490166544855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2008/06/update-for-those-who-dont-already-know.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SELCmcsKYII/AAAAAAAAAGk/sIDWHfka9pI/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-2147043162848358830</id><published>2008-05-14T00:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T01:58:01.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything used to be simple, our dreams, our thoughts, the things we do, everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as our schooling life ends, seems like simplicity are out the window too. Our thoughts become complicated, it takes considerable effort to sort through and unravel it all, it becomes somewhat a chore. Yet, we never do stop thinking do we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel like sometimes, you are bogged down by all your thoughts? Right now, that is exactly how im feeling. it's 1 am and i don't feel any urge to sleep. In the past week i've been hit with so many different sort of news, none affecting me directly, but i feel so affected. (what kind of english is this..) People are gonna leave soon, to different parts of the world. Some surprise you with a side of them you've never encountered before, yet you thought you knew them quite well. Some people you cant quite reach out to them however much you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd help if i just pop in a dvd or something and forget it all for a while. Sometimes it's not good to be so connected to the world.&lt;br /&gt;(My dad just got a call from his company, something cropped up and he has to go back. Please freakin look at the time. onefifteen am. See?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want a simple life back, where we'd worry together about the same sort of things as we did back then. My life now is pretty simple, i just wish i could say the same thing about some of the people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bout of emo-ness. I'll be fine tomorrow. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i watched one tree hill and i feel instantly better. They really capture your emotions and play it out in words. read the following, my two favourite Lucas' thoughts in the episode. it's so... spot on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sometimes it seems like you are the only one in the world who's struggling, who's frustrated, unsatisfied, barely getting by. But that feeling's a lie. And if you just hold on, just find the courage to face it all for another day, someone or something will find you and make it all okay. Because we all need a little help sometimes-someone to help us hear the music in their world, to remind us that it won't always be this way."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I guess I should have said something, anything. I mean for a guy who wants to be a writer, it suddenly seemed like no words had ever been written. When someone tells you that they somehow stopped missing you, you're pretty much screwed no matter what you say. See, but there had to be something right? Something that no one had ever said in the history of the world, something that could change this."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh Lucas, i wish i could meet you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-2147043162848358830?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/2147043162848358830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=2147043162848358830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/2147043162848358830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/2147043162848358830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2008/05/everything-used-to-be-simple-our-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-482678561133648782</id><published>2008-04-28T00:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:38:18.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;wow, this is pretty big news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i got accepted into NTU mass comm/communication studies, whatever you wanna call it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;slightly stunned, my mind was already doing preparations for nus fass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my dad seems even more excited than i am, he woke me up at 8 on sat morning to show me the letter. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay maybe here's the even bigger news: 5 out of the 9 of us got into ntu!! :D:D omg, this is amazing news. 2 into mass comm, 2 into business, 1 into double degree in acc+biz(waiyee didn't even need an interview for this?!) but everyone is still waiting for news from smu and nus. imagine the fun if all of us DO enter the same uni together!!! wahaaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;congrats also to everyone else who's received admission letters and scholarships. to those who haven't. please do not give up hope!! it's still early days yet. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;body's aching now, the aftermath of badminton on sat night. MAN, travelling to ccab was such a nightmare cos there was this freak jam on dunearn road, my bus ride took one hour plus! plus i was sitting under the aircon which happened to be the non-adjustable type, and i was sitting on the inside seat so i was pretty much stuck. arrived at the ccab sports hall sneezing, red-nosed and all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but oh boy the workout was goooooood, doubles was SO much fun as usual, we probably spent more time laughing on the court than actually playing. it was great hanging out with pang's mom again!! we had supper at adam road after that, there was an instance where we were in the middle of another bout of laughter and didnt see where we were going and almost knocked into this guy carrying plates of mee goreng, it caused stares from people all around. oops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;please don't get me started on my new job, it's really sai to the max. im three days into the job and i already feel like quitting. ughhhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I DONT WANNA GO TO WORK TMR WHINE WHINE WHINE MAKE ME STOP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sometimes i think, why make myself so miserable? it's not like the pay is sky-high. i've never been this upset with my previous job even on the worst days. at least the people at cycle don't throw me into the deep end right away and expect me to swim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the in-charge happens to be my aunt's sister-in-law. i got this job in the first place as my aunt recommended me to her, and i thought working in a lab dealing with blood samples would be exciting. omg firstly, that in-charge is so unapproachable, her bossy demeanour is so overpowering that everyone avoids her like the plague. i have no idea whether she's like that at home, but with her coworkers she is just plainly ANNOYING, IRRITATING, i feel like slapping her(lol, im usually not so violent). second, i can't quit so early because i've got to give my aunt some face, what would that sister-in-law think of me AND HER if i dont even last a week?! and i like my aunt a lot so i dont want to give her any problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i feel very relaxed and happy on weekends but weekdays im miserable like shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;more pictures from genting(to cheer me up)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193982725923258018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SBS7xTQrvqI/AAAAAAAAAGE/wQebwq8Lv9A/s400/IMG_2340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;corkscrew and cindy! cindy actually screamed. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193983447477763762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SBS8bTQrvrI/AAAAAAAAAGM/0775py8YbKw/s400/IMG_2354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;LOL LOL LOL! the pre-ride ritual you have to go through if you wanna go on the go kart! huiyu kept thinking they were used shower caps cos they smelled funny...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193985418867752642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SBS-ODQrvsI/AAAAAAAAAGU/8ttz6SERGzc/s400/IMG_2363.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;we kicked serious ass that night. tee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193985882724220626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SBS-pDQrvtI/AAAAAAAAAGc/razInZl8y5I/s400/IMG_2367.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;waiyee the whiny. roommate at genting and if everything goes well, at NTU as well!! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;there are some other photos begging to be uploaded, but i hear my bed calling out to me! haha sayonara!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-482678561133648782?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/482678561133648782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=482678561133648782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/482678561133648782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/482678561133648782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2008/04/wow-this-is-pretty-big-news.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SBS7xTQrvqI/AAAAAAAAAGE/wQebwq8Lv9A/s72-c/IMG_2340.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-8928332113657472969</id><published>2008-04-22T00:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:38:19.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hello it's been a whileeee. past one week have been nothing but lovely. let's see,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191774995940002626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SAzj2gLCS0I/AAAAAAAAAFs/W68G4Xrvb0Q/s400/P4170195.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eee, june got nose hair. HAHA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;-caught Definitely Maybe and The Other Boleyn Girl (a depressing movie, Henry Tudor was such an old perv!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tues wed and thurs were spent at Gloria Jean's Coffees, Gluttons Bay and random coffeeshops sipping lattes, eating bowls of melt-in-your-mouth tauhuay. :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We Will Rock You on wed night with waiyee. loved it, loved it, LOVED IT. both of us were delirious that night, think cos we were the only ones in the entire row. Queen songs are just.. timeless. witty script, not to mention awesome rockin' singing, please go and watch it everyone. it will be worth every dime and penny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191774132651576114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SAzjEQLCSzI/AAAAAAAAAFk/qvObn2_Hc28/s400/P4220201.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'I want to break freeeeeeee'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-BTT and smu interview on friday. got btt done and over with, then rushed down to smu. hmmmmmm i really don't wish to talk about how screwed up it was lol, had fun chatting with the two US professors though. met a girl from denmark at the interview, and we talked about peter gade!! who else la haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-after smu, met wenlin and we walked, and walked, and walked. while waiting for her at kampong glam i almost got interviewed by some people filming a documentary, you should see how fast i sputtered away hahaha. then met mel for Midnight Sushi Buffet at marina square, omg. we were STUFFED to the brim and smart mel almost caused an explosion. ate all the way from starting till closing time, entertained by someone's coldddddd jokes, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today! (monday)&lt;br /&gt;woke up bright, early and sleepy and headed for toa payoh sports hall with cindy for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NATIONAL 'C' DIV BADMINTON GIRLS &lt;u&gt;FINAL!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NANYANG vs RGS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so, so proud of the current team. even though we lost 4-1, every match was well-fought and seeing everyone rally around the team, pang, cindy and i were really glad we went and helped to scream and cheer. it brought back so much memories of OUR very own c div moments, sighhhhh those were the days hor? and when has ny ever sent 6 classes for ANY badminton match for support?! times have changed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191775691724704594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SAzkfALCS1I/AAAAAAAAAF0/q40Y-nqrP74/s400/P4210197.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stadium was pretty much all cleared out, left the players. this was ny preparing to shake hands with the rg team&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;it was GREAT to see my seniors and juniors, who are now looking very grown up and very naughty cos turning up in their hwach uniforms, the whole world knew they ponned lessons to come support. wahaha, and oh gosh, some leopards never do change their spots. anyway, i missed them a lot, they still so cute la. :D people like tiff, becky, ty, jinny, yuhui and dawn!! we were forced to take a group photo with the current team, SHIIT FEEL SO OLD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting of cos, dearest mr wee. we wouldnt have gotten anywhere without him, he'd been saying he wanted to quit coaching ny since my time cos we keep giving him problems(haha oh man) and he's still here! he still looks the same, a bit older, but the same. and he was so happy to see all the seniors, he gave us all a treat at crystal jade after everything ended. we had this long talk over big fish big meat(direct translation from chinese), and there was this truly slap-palm-on-forehead-moment where i got embarrassed, twice(do NOT ask).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191776310199995234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SAzlDALCS2I/AAAAAAAAAF8/An0Ggy4rI3M/s400/P4210198.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;THIS is why i need to tan. ohman. pang has her hot sexy lips, she doesnt need anything la haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay i can go on forever about this. :) anyway, pang, good luck for your medicine interview, ireland omggg. you REALLY shouldn't have told me how you answered in your mass comm interview, i can crack up forever over it which means you will have no peace from me forever ahhahah! cindy, have fun in thailand(even though you just came back from there 4 days ago zzzz), wonder what you're doing there now. say hi to your mum for me! :D hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, we were talking to mrs chek, the nanyang vp, at the stadium as well cos we were the only seniors left. and she was really nice!! not like one of the heads of the school at all, we even talked about what her daughter liked to do??? come to think of it, that was the longest conversation i ever had with the ny principal/vice principal. o.O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;got my PDL today finally. wenlin hope your work situations are somehow resolved? oh btw, im starting my new job on wednesday. no more enjoying life gah :(:(:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s. so sorry r, for watching TOBG without you!! my bad. :( haha but you know we are yet to be even. how many shows have you gone to watch without me?????? hmmmmm?? nehneh come on, life is more than just movies. :) you know that mista, better than me, ha.&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/15829751-8928332113657472969?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/8928332113657472969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=8928332113657472969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/8928332113657472969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/8928332113657472969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-its-been-whileeee.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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/_co5Sv8CbFyI/SAzj2gLCS0I/AAAAAAAAAFs/W68G4Xrvb0Q/s72-c/P4170195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-7092273570378296618</id><published>2008-04-14T01:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T03:25:33.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i am 95% convinced i will not get into ntu mass comm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i didn't have a torrid time at the interview, it actually went pretty okay. but i dont get it. how come my interview group's so small(only 3 people) while most of the others were so large(11 people!!)? i know small's better than big, i should thank my lucky stars i even have ample time to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butbutbut after the whole interview timing fiasco i can't help but feel like something's wrong somewhere, how come we were given such different treatment from the rest. our questions were different, we didn't have ANY generic questions like why do you wanna join CS blah blah, plus each of us got asked different questions. i had two interviewers, one was a guy associate professor who asked all the questions and one was a master's student who looked super glamorous, she hardly said anything and just sat one side looking pretty. what was weirder was that they spent more time answering OUR queries and talking about the course rather than us answering THEIR questions. oh and we weren't even asked for our portfolio which we were supposed to bring along. the girl in my group wanted to show off her film that she was involved in but the professor said, its okay you can keep it. she looked rather crestfallen after that. ok good for me cos mine was pretty worthless haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, enough about weird interviewing already, i saw SO MANY PEOPLE there la! first face i saw when i entered the LT for my written test was omg, JUNEEEE'S. i got like damn excited, and then three mins later guess who suddenly appeared behind me? PANG CAPTAIN HAHA, she sat directly behind me somemore! okay excitement level about to burst through the ceiling at this point, plus i kept seeing more and more nanyang people so everyone was like "hi!!!!!!!!!!!!!". and we had to wait a while for the written test to start so everyone started talking to everyone around them, it was easy cos 90% of the people there were girls lol. sorry but i couldn't help cracking up when i saw pang trying to socialise with the girl next to her, i kept getting the evil eye from her hahaha!! i guess life in mass comm wouldn't be boring at all cos everyone was so easy to talk to, you can tell making friends wouldn't be a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current affairs mcq was okay, and my written piece turned out to be two pages of rubbish. there was a lunch buffet for everyone before we had our interview, this was where i saw even more people like hannah(i saw her at all 3 unis la, and we're supp to be hostel mates at nus cos we both love geog LOL LOL), yunxi(omg, havent seen her since o level results? though some things never change, we still crack up uncontrollably whenever we talk about some people) and many many others la, it felt kinda familiar to see so many ny faces. really. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasn't expecting my saturday afternoon to be so exciting haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so after interview it was a mad mad rush; i had to dash back home to change and rush down to kallang with my brother for the Contender Asia Finale Night at the indoor stadium. hahaha can't believe i watched 4 hours of muay thai boxing! 30% of the spectators were angmohs. o.O i saw maia lee as well! she was standing outside the stadium alone and pretty much ignored by everyone lol. anyway, Zidov's nose became all bloodied and flattened during his fight with Zach, it looked ultra painful. and it was funny cos they took turns to kick each other in the groin. hahaha the guys in the audience were wincing everytime it happened. Yodsaenklai defeated John Wayne Parr for the title and US$150,000 in cash, that match was reallllly fiery and exciting. anyway, i GOT TO say this, jaymee ong's voice is really unbelievably high-pitched, it left a ringing sound in my ears even after i left the stadium can you imagine?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't get a chance to explore kallang leisure park, maybe in june then. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet this post bored everyone out, im just blabbering cos right now im very annoyed cos ARSENAL JUST LOST TO MAN U ONCE AGAIN. why can't we get it right?! fabregas and walcott the two wonder boys didn't play very well. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling :(:(:(:(:(:((((((( now. that loss to liverpool was bad enough, now this. CANNOT wait for the next season to start(sigh, the current one isn't even over).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, went back to jj to get my testimonial on fri. hung out at kbox with trish cal and fiona. then ms yip came along and we talked for about half an hour? :) oh gosh, she was saying how she got a class of PRCs now and that set off a whole line of jokes and laughs, quite inappropriate to say out here haha. but need to thank her for spending time to tell me about her time in mass comm, it changed my perspective a little. i wanted to find other teachers since i was waiting for sinyee to come but i didn't dare to face ms goh with my crappy bio grade. and yeah, my testimonial wasn't well-written because I WROTE IT, i think ms chew didn't change much of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEDTIME, busy day tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-7092273570378296618?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/7092273570378296618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=7092273570378296618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/7092273570378296618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/7092273570378296618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2008/04/okay-i-am-95-convinced-i-will-not-get.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-4826300770659970407</id><published>2008-04-10T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T02:29:02.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohmygod, i just got an email telling me this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Applicant,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your application for admission to Wee Kim Wee School of Communication and Information (WKWSCI) of the Nanyang Technological University (NTU). We are pleased to inform you that you have been shortlisted and would like to invite you to come for an admission test cum interview."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-initial whoop of joy, further details, AND THEN THIS-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Besides your self-composure, you may also wish to bring along your portfolio of creative works so that the interview panel may assess your other abilities.  This portfolio should showcase your other creative abilities in addition to your academic achievements.  Your portfolio may comprise samples of artwork design, school newsletter articles and/or related items."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;portfolio of creative works??!!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CREATIVE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have NONE okay, zero zip zilch! in case you are still clueless i am like the MOST uncreative person on this planet. during the open house i asked the guy about my absence of a portfolio of any sort and he said it was okay!!! the last time i checked i applied for a communications course, not a design course?? okay, maybe the principles are about the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Communication Studies --&gt; GONE CASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just talked to my brother and he said can put in whatever activities record that i have and my OUAP research paper and even my GP essays. WHICH i have so happily thrown away most of it and am really beginning to regret it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody advise me what to do? The interview's this saturday, april 12 which is coming ALL. TOO. SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, fyi, other than being the most uncreative person ever im also the most UNCONFIDENT person ever. all i can think about now is walking into that interview room and trembling and breaking down like a crumbled brick wall. i mean, this is NOT some random job interview, which is bad enough as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so look on the bright side, i got the interview! :))))))) just trying my darndest to ignore the whole creative part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-4826300770659970407?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/4826300770659970407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=4826300770659970407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/4826300770659970407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/4826300770659970407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2008/04/ohmygod-i-just-got-email-telling-me.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-793401728785003848</id><published>2008-04-07T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:40:37.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what major is right for me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tblBorderAll"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=35647N" target="_blank"&gt;WHAT MAJOR IS RIGHT FOR YOU?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com" target="_blank"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Psychology/Sociology&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;You should strongly consider majoring (or minoring) in Psychology, Sociology, or related majors (e.g., Counseling, Industrial-Organizational (I-O) Psychology, Social Work, or other social science majors).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is possible that the best major for you is your 2nd, 3rd, or even 5th listed category, so be sure to consider ALL majors in your OTHER high scoring categories (below). You may score high in a category you didnt think you would--it is possible that a great major for you is something you once dismissed as not for you. The right major for you will be something 1) you love and enjoy and 2) are really great at it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Consider adding a minor or double majoring to make yourself standout and to combine your interests. Psychology and Sociology are both great minors to add to any major. 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WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lol siao you must be thinking, lose my job still so happy. well i didn't exactly LOSE my job, my three months ended that's all. as much as i like cycle and the people there, i feel absolutely great about being rid of serving customers!! though there is a tinge of sadness about leaving people like joey, jeh, sally, kenneth, ai ting, jackson, ling, raina and the rest, life gotta move on and i wish them all the best, may they get their much deserved big fat bonuses hahaha. thanks jeh for the present and joey, i better meet you outside shopping!! these two (plus roz) made life MUCH easier with their lame lame things they like to say. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184676236654137666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/R_OrkVEt0UI/AAAAAAAAADc/YFSofTFmY_4/s320/P3140191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;roze!! who left cycle 13 days before i did haha. the company threw a big farewell dinner for her WHICH I MISSED cos i was at genting!!! :( everyone misses her a lot, i will never forget her camilla joke HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184677898806481234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/R_OtFFEt0VI/AAAAAAAAADk/aDhF_nHCc9k/s400/P3140193.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Presenting.. the Ralliart showgirls! Joey joey joey. we have a lot of random musings, we laugh at each other a lot, we gossip on customers a lot. haha! i will miss this big drama mama la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;just realised i didn't take any pictures with jeh! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, i've been to genting and back, and been to cruise and back this past month. some pictures to whet your appetite while waiting for waiyee to send me the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184696826727354722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/R_O-S1Et0WI/AAAAAAAAADs/yTX_j7LPyAY/s400/IMG_2279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184697350713364850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/R_O-xVEt0XI/AAAAAAAAAD0/K65U1raLfHI/s400/IMG_2283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184698759462637954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/R_PADVEt0YI/AAAAAAAAAD8/A_cKta3NS5Q/s400/IMG_2291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184699180369432978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/R_PAb1Et0ZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2txsmcnHSJc/s400/IMG_2294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184699760190017954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/R_PA9lEt0aI/AAAAAAAAAEM/RZghvM6AqV8/s400/IMG_2297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184700047952826802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/R_PBOVEt0bI/AAAAAAAAAEU/QZ59sxhL6r0/s400/IMG_2300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184700597708640706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/R_PBuVEt0cI/AAAAAAAAAEc/B-2MQCMV3uQ/s400/IMG_2302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184700962780860882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/R_PCDlEt0dI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XVA2LEEguaU/s400/IMG_2311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184701435227263458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/R_PCfFEt0eI/AAAAAAAAAEs/oAavOtT7W30/s400/IMG_2314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184701787414581746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/R_PCzlEt0fI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NNuM187kTFo/s400/IMG_2316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184702105242161666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/R_PDGFEt0gI/AAAAAAAAAE8/QMIPFCkd2UE/s400/IMG_2319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184702504674120210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/R_PDdVEt0hI/AAAAAAAAAFE/JFqLJzyRl2c/s400/IMG_2324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184702762372157986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/R_PDsVEt0iI/AAAAAAAAAFM/hSlvkCAoNiA/s400/IMG_2326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA yes mahjonggg in genting! really tong xiao can. :D our second time up genting so there weren't much to do there (we even resorted to ARCHERY, lol) but anywhere with these girls will guarantee a good time ha. it was really cold and misty, everytime a gust of wind blew past we all shivered together. heh we took a lot a lot of photos, waiyee flaunted her sultry look and cindy her ambassador look. im not kidding, our cindy was named Racial Harmony Ambassador by Lianhe Zaobao can, she was even quoted in the paper! and she got invited to talk on radio. haha anyway, cindy's mom was really sporting and she came along, and she's like a mahjong expert please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pity the other 4 couldn't come. :(:(:( oh i did mention something about whetting appetite right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184707542670758450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/R_PIClEt0jI/AAAAAAAAAFU/vmXuwXvcoLo/s400/IMG_2272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;i CANNOT STOP raving about this. KFC in genting is pure heaven. LOOK at those cheesy wedges, cheese fries pale in comparison by 10 times!! we had plenty of those haha, even packed some on the bus to eat. AND the chicken, oh don't get me started on the chicken. it is SO MUCH juicier, SO MUCH MORE tender and each piece is really big too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know, you must be thinking KFC is KFC what, what difference will there be??? but when you are there please go and try it so i can say I TOLD YOU SO hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i feel a bit mad right now, maybe im just delirious from not working. uni apps deadline have passed and yet im still not sure i made the right choice. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZOMG, i just finished watching contender asia and soren got knocked out in the first round??? SOREN?! :(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay here's a picture from cruise, didn't take much there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184710519083094594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/R_PKv1Et0kI/AAAAAAAAAFc/QbyAOnJ4V58/s400/P8110146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty sunset. but then all of a sudden it started raining and i felt a bit cheated. mel qihui and siyun was supposed to come along as well but i think it was too last minute haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okayyyyy i wanna go read my book now, do not underestimate CCK library cos i uncovered some real gems in there! :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ARSENAL-LIVERPOOL LATER ON. HA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/15829751-5104220928927080713?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/5104220928927080713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=5104220928927080713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5104220928927080713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5104220928927080713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2008/04/havent-touched-this-place-in.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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/_co5Sv8CbFyI/R_OrkVEt0UI/AAAAAAAAADc/YFSofTFmY_4/s72-c/P3140191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-2319755019709956081</id><published>2008-03-10T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T01:22:13.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it wrong to feel slightly offended when somebody calls your results 'lucky'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well i couldn't care less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how those of you outside jj really heeded my instructions not to ask me anything on friday and start barricading me with smses during the weekend to ask what grades i got, what course i wanna apply for blah blah. went for ntu open house on sat and smu on sun, saw mostly jj people in ntu and mostly ny people in smu, people like faith xinying weige hannah and many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of ny people, dorothy msged me today!! :):):) i missed this woman and her drawings. We used to get lame together in class hahahahaaa. I still remember kay. Dot we meet up soon okay? Rachel too! the last time we spoke all we did was complain about that annoying two-day killer period during a's. aiya i wanna meet up with the whole 414 gang! come to think of it we're quite a weird class lol with a weird class song who strolls to popular during lesson time to get a tube of gummies. omg, im suddenly hit by this wave of nolstagia. dotttt!!! get everyone and meet up!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still unsure over which course to apply for. i am obviously not going to do science any more since it seems i can't handle science exams(okay, except chemistry but i am just a little bit uninterested in chem) and math. business is highly unlikely. which basically leaves me with communication studies and social science and geog. :) will take my time to consider, go through the leaflets carefully and speak to people with experience. looking through my brother's sociology and psychology textbook, okay REFERENCE book, i think my parents will kill me if i study the same thing as my bro haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhh something just happened, i'll continue next time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-2319755019709956081?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/2319755019709956081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=2319755019709956081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/2319755019709956081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/2319755019709956081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2008/03/is-it-wrong-to-feel-slightly-offended.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-5746978750874502583</id><published>2008-03-07T01:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T01:49:31.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>scared.&lt;br /&gt;scared.&lt;br /&gt;scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet oddly calm at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like im past the stage of getting results (since i already know i won't fare well), more like weighing my options from here onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to work tmr, told angela i wanted to change my full day leave to half day. guess it's cos i needed the cover of work to hide my anxiety, to prevent my freaking out. and also cos of my colleagues, they promised to make the morning a good one. haha but mornings are usually good anyway, there aren't much people to serve so we usually eat, play sudoku, talk, play with the intercom. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i just needed tmr to feel like a normal day. for it to feel like a normal day, it must start off the normal way. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all still feels unreal, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are really freaking out, god this is the worst feeling ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(:(:(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to sleep, i think i still am able to sleep. i had a long day after all. thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-5746978750874502583?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-15829751.post-6407462055917205025</id><published>2008-02-28T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T02:36:03.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagine</title><content type='html'>i feel so completely mesmerised right now, like the world's suddenly got a whole lot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just caught this 17-year-old kid called david archuleta on american idol, he sang imagine by john lennon which has got to be one of THE most classic songs ever. EVERYONE loved it, this kid sang it with such, i dunno, soulfulness he sang it right into everyone's heart. john lennon probably got up and cheered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this feeling of impending doom hanging in the air these days. i mean, what would hurt the most would be letting those around me down, the thought of it just keeps creeping back no matter how i try to block it, it makes me feel all anxious and knotty it takes quite a while to make it go away. guess it's the same for most of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, caught L: Change The World today. :D L is so adorable please. everytime he does something the theatre erupts in giggles. but i don't like the fact that the film leaves so many questions unanswered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many things happened the past few weeks, particularly at work. i really really like my colleagues, we're like one big Cycle family. it's like to be Cycle staff you need to possess a certain sort of.. humour. Haha it's how we understand each other and get through the long working hours. we help each other to settle difficult customers and we take turns to buy food and snacks for everyone. i bought the $2 macs breakfast for the counter staff today. :D the day is constantly filled with chatter and funny banter, it never gets boring. especially when the advisors come in to hand us bills or keys or to grab some food. but of cos there are bad days with annoying cutomers, which can really spoil my mood for the whole day and make me want to quit cos i really don't want to serve these sort of customers. anyway there'll be a Sudoku faceoff on friday between me and Roz, hahaha! i was searching for 'my paper' to do the sudoku today and she went, "EH i very good at that! Last time when i pregnant i do one leh! Want challenge want challenge?" and so the idea was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay no one probably understood the above paragraph but it's more for like myself to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and time has just been zooming by, chinese new year came and went just like that! have been keeping up weekly exercise, mainly badminton. most recent session on sat night at CCAB was a blast, i partnered pang's dad and june partnered the uncle and we played a very exciting mixed doubles match wahaha. went to island creamery after that but it was closing up by that time. :( haven't been to serene centre for eons so we stayed there for quite long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH we took a cab from ccab to serene centre (which is like damn near, it's pratically next door) cos our legs were aching and we didnt feel like walking, and by the time the cab reached serene centre THE METER HADN'T EVEN JUMPED. wahaha!! the cab driver had this incredulous expression on his face, but i think $2.80 is super worth it for the 3 of us la. and we let him earn $2.80 for that tiny stretch of road! Lucky guy i say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and had another poolside session last night with mel and wenlin, we each bought stuff from different places which made up our dinner. :) some guys had to disturb our peace by splashing about in the water. cycling session still undecided due to the impending doom as referred to earlier, i just refuse to say the R word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy i finished watching contender asia so time to sleep. On a hungry stomach cos we were rushing for the movie, i only had time to grab a waffle for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imagine - John Lennon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imagine there's no heaven&lt;br /&gt;It's easy if you try&lt;br /&gt;No hell below us&lt;br /&gt;Above us only sky&lt;br /&gt;Imagine all the people&lt;br /&gt;Living for today &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imagine there's no countries,&lt;br /&gt;It isn't hard to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to kill or die for&lt;br /&gt;And no religion too&lt;br /&gt;Imagine all the people&lt;br /&gt;Living life in peace &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You may say I'm a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not the only one&lt;br /&gt;I hope some day you'll join us&lt;br /&gt;And the world will be as one &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imagine no possessions&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you can&lt;br /&gt;No need for greed or hunger&lt;br /&gt;A brotherhood of man&lt;br /&gt;Imagine all the people&lt;br /&gt;Sharing all the world &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You may say I'm a dreamer&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not the only one&lt;br /&gt;I hope some day you'll join us&lt;br /&gt;And the world will live as one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-6407462055917205025?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/6407462055917205025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=6407462055917205025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/6407462055917205025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/6407462055917205025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2008/02/imagine.html' title='Imagine'/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-4761507075781253730</id><published>2008-02-03T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T01:54:00.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A lawyer and a blonde woman are sitting next to each other on a long flight. The lawyer asks if she would like to play a fun game. The blonde is tired and just wants to take a nap, so she politely declines and tries to catch a few winks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The lawyer persists, that the game is a lot of fun. "I ask you a  question, and if you don't know the answer, you pay me only $5. You ask me one, and if I don't know the answer, I will pay you $500."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This catches the blonde's attention; and, to keep him quiet, she agrees to play the game. The lawyer asks the first question. "What's the distance from the earth to the moon?" The blonde doesn't say a word, reaches in to her purse, pulls out a five-dollar bill, and hands it to the lawyer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, it's the blonde's turn. She asks the lawyer, "What goes up a hill with three legs, and comes down with four?" The lawyer uses his laptop, searches all references. He uses the Airphone; he searches the Net and even the Library of Congress. He sends e-mail's to all the smart friends he knows, all to no avail.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After one hour of searching he finally gives up. He wakes up the blonde and hands her $500. The blonde takes the $500 and goes back to sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The lawyer is going nuts not knowing the answer. He wakes her up And asks, Well, so what goes up a hill with three legs and comes down with four?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The blonde reaches into her purse, hands the lawyer $5 and goes back to sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-4761507075781253730?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/4761507075781253730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=4761507075781253730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/4761507075781253730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/4761507075781253730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2008/02/lawyer-and-blonde-woman-are-sitting.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-1870347584119297098</id><published>2008-01-27T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T00:27:31.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just had the sort of happy weekend for which i wouldnt mind giving a blow by blow account but right now i feel so whacked, i just wanna fall asleep with the giddyness of contentment running through me. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright today i shopped, i met up with my bbs, figured out our new code word, watched The Mist cos a certain bb watched 27 Dresses alr(!!). met paul, bobo, alex and ben in the middle of the road in town, i only had time to gawk at how blackened they were and laugh at paul's ski cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont know what to make of The Mist. we were late for the show and just in time for the good parts. i suppose june waiyee and i spoilt the cinematic experience of some people around us with our screams and nervous giggles but wahaha for us it was just so fun. the ending was.................... oh go watch it and tell me if you felt the same way as i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday my family made our way to the rural countryside at Sungei Tengah in the evening and had dinner at a place called FARMART there. air was fresh, sky was clear, the rest of singapore felt so far away and i wanted to stay there for a bit longer. went to two flower orchards where me and brother were seeing who could take the best pictures on camera. obviously he won seeing he had the better phone. speaking of which, another piece of my phone came apart today. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my first pay credited into my account, somehow it was more than i expected but that made me feel even the better :D though i will still suffer from a serious case of monday blues tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im halfway through my Heroes DVD, it speaks so much of Darwin and evolutionary processes ha. at the start i thought the show was boring but im really getting into it now and i cant stop watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think next week will be greattt. shall zip off and finish my overdue library book!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-1870347584119297098?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/1870347584119297098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=1870347584119297098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/1870347584119297098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/1870347584119297098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-had-sort-of-happy-weekend-for.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-400147923898468096</id><published>2008-01-16T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T16:20:41.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello im blogging from work now, my comp is slow and the timing is wrong but at least there's internet. sally is on mc today so i have to man the Kia counter all by myself. :( at least there's nothing much to do today, just a few bookings and payments. but today was a day of funny incidents wahaha cant wait for sally to get back so i can tell her about it. just watched survivor cos there is this huge plasma tv in my office and i can control the channel. :D:D shall sit back, enjoy my cup of nescafe cafe mocha(which is damn awesome i tell you) and wait for the keys to come in so that the car owners can stop looking so murderous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now there is a colony of taxi drivers in the office all waiting for their key, i am like eavesdropping on their conversation which i cant help it cos they talk super loud lol. their lives sound so exciting man. next week gotta go back to Mitsubishi and pesky phone calls, no more taxi drivers no more taxi tales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-after a while- just had a series of phone calls . you'll be surprised how many people have accidents and how many have broken windshields. so poor thing leh these people, some of them sound so helpless. and then there are people who just had accidents and have to pay a lot yet they smile all the way through and laugh and joke with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-after another long while- omg i just had 7 straight customers. one of them was a tall blond angmoh who was towering over everyone in the room, she asked me a whole lot of questions about tyres and tyre pressure which i obviously couldn't answer at all so i had to bring her across the entire workshop to see her technical advisor and had to leave all the other car owners at the counter waiting for me to come back so i can check out their cars. just, imagine the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy i better get back to my work, a whole lot of invoices just came in. zomg, that ang moh's bill was like $1123.50 cos she changed all 4 tyres. lucky she didnt pay cash haha, i'd have taken 10 years to count. alright bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-400147923898468096?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/400147923898468096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=400147923898468096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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No more student meals, goodbye cheap transport fares, so long school holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to being an adult. Working, driving and all. No matter what absurd ideas we might have for the new year, I guess we all just want a simple wish for a better year ahead. 2007, for me, have been more of sadness, hardship, desolation than joy and delight. There were good days, but there were more bad days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now deduce... Forward looking is the key to self-content! Think about it, you'll find that it's true. People always say no matter how bleak one's future might seem, there's always a way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wonder how my friends and I will be like in our twenties, thirties, forties, it tickles me to think about it. I wonder what my actual job will be, will I really be able to make good cakes and set up a bakery/desserts cafe? Will I travel the world and fulfill my long-term dream? See, I'm smiling already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my immediate future will be to have an awesome countdown later today with who else but my 8 pretty babes. We've been counting down together since Sec 2 or Sec 3, I can't remember. We've had some crazy experiences like crashing pang's mom's friend's house party at some happening place where we didn't know anyone at all and 2007 will add another chapter to the list. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we broke tradition by spending Christmas together as well! It was one of the BEST Christmases I've ever had, absolutely smashing. we did what we knew and loved best - barbecue at june's place. That girl goes around her house with a large white parrot perched on her shoulder and it wouldn't let anyone else carry it. Me and Eunice tried screaming some controversial phrases at it thinking maybe it'll repeat them but it remained unfazed. o.O As usual we prepared our own food but we felt a bit experimental this year so we had not only cheese prawns, but salt+lime+pepper prawns, drunken prawns, butter prawns, chocolate prawns and even MARSHMELLOW prawns. We scrapped yogurt prawn and ice cream prawn cause they were too exotic for our liking. HAHA! anyway we looked through our old photos and it was such a great thing to do. there was this particular picture that left us clutching our sides in breathless laughter, it was so so so so funny my GOSH. (i just looked at it and i burst out laughing all over again) i'm not cruel enough to post it up here, but still. i know where to look when i need a good laugh. :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay here and now, i wanna share something i read and i like it, i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A philosophy professor stood before his class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks, about 2" in diameter. He then asked the students if the jar was full? They agreed that it was.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles, of course, rolled into the open areas between the rocks. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The professor picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He then asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous - yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The professor then produced two cans of beer from under the table and proceeded to pour their entire contents into the jar - effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided,"I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The rocks are the important things – your family, your partner, your health, your children -- things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, your car. The sand is everything else. The small stuff."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued "There is no room for the pebbles or the rocks."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The same goes for your life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out dancing. There will always be time to go to work, clean the house, give a dinner party and fix the disposal. Take care of the rocks first --the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the beer represented.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of beers."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) There you go. I've started a new job, it's not that bad, so everything's looking better already. Happy new year, and may all your wishes come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-8186700200731752290?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/8186700200731752290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=8186700200731752290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/8186700200731752290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/8186700200731752290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/12/here-we-go-45-minutes-into-last-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-1559717468937207321</id><published>2007-12-22T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T21:22:47.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Prickly Problem No. 1 has been solved! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to that one person who knows about it, and TRIED to help. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for Prickly Problem No. 2. Whoa, this one needs to be solved head-on. Prickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i see no need in describing this extremely decadent lifestyle of mine. Lucky there are people still willing to live their lives out the same way as mine hahaha. Total purchases in December have exceeded $200. That's considering after i've already limited myself in every sense of the word. But heck it's Christmas, the season of giving whoooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear stories of giving everywhere. Like how calista had lunch with her friend at Crystal Jade and got their entire bill paid by a complete stranger at the next table. I dunno how to describe it but there's this sense of goodwill hanging in the air now. Hmmm i think i'm watching too much Oprah la, you know i cried watching Oprah that day? The stories told are so heartbreaking and so real, i was struggling to keep in my tears cos my brother was at home haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an early christmas bash at coach's place on thurs. As usual the place became a mini gambling den. Squash players are such gamblers lol. There were two mahjong gangs, one daidee gang and one playstation gang. I played an ENTIRE game of mahjong, meaning the four dong nan xi bei rounds, first time i completed it! My table consisted of me, Fiona, Bernard and Eunica. i lost about 6 bucks total for the whole day haha. Oh and i beat alex at playstation!! muahahahahhaha. Winning Eleven(soccer) some more leh. I used Arsenal and he used Spain(weird i know), it went into extra time and then penalties and i ended up winning hahaha. he looked so sad after that, how can lose to a girl at soccer. haha okay i think he a bit give chance la since it's my first time playing. Baby(coach's dog) was running around trying to get people to notice her but everyone was too busy earning and losing money. Coach made a super funny joke when it barked at one point. Not very appropriate to say here haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Christmas party with nybt next week, FINALLY man. Most of them will be back from overseas by then. :):):) (which also means presents from overseas) We have so many things to do, i can't wait can't wait can't wait, come back quickly all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha and huiyu discovered a facebook group that's called Peter Gade for President. Haha! Damn funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me. I happened to watch Kendrick's match against sony dwi kuncoro in the SEA games, it was terribly nerve-wrecking, the kind of match that keeps you on the edge of your seat the whole time. Kendrick, of course, was very much the underdog but he played his heart out, reduced the deficit, fought back for the rubber and cliniched it. After he scored the winning point i literally jumped out of my seat. Feel so happy and so proud of him. Sigh. Haven't gotten this sort of feeling since aviva. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my working plans seems to have slightly derailed. :( at least i made a new friend at a*star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to watch Arsenal vs Spurs! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-1559717468937207321?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/1559717468937207321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=1559717468937207321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/1559717468937207321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/1559717468937207321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/12/prickly-problem-no.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-6248705623673320652</id><published>2007-12-07T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T16:42:19.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just realised, a single song can make one's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a tough past week for me. I had very much been wanting to blog about it cause there were so many emotions and thoughts swirling about inside me, but now that i'm here i don't quite know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandpa's death has broadened my take on almost everything. some things seem so trivial now and it's unbelieveable how fast you change your view of some things, or some people and how INSENSITIVE they can be. It was my first time experiencing the whole process of a wake and funeral and it had been eye-opening, to say the least. He'd been quite seriously ill for the past two years and i saw him last in the hospital on the day before prom, hardly able to breathe. I saw him cry, cos he had so much to tell us and yet he wasn't able to speak. And i bloody went for prom while he was at the hospital, his condition worsening by the minute. Gosh, I felt terrible going for prom at that point in time when the call from the hospital came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then i guess there was nothing better i could have done. Prom seems so insignificant now, who cares about what dress we're wearing and what hairdo we have on? I'm glad i didn't blow a lot of money on prom, and i'm glad i took pictures with most who i wanted to take with. That's all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad that my paternal family all came together to send my grandpa on his last journey. The first and last day were definitely the most heart-breaking. My cousins all made an effort to stay overnight throughout the few days of the wake(which i think normally they would be too bo-chup to), and all of us worked together and did a lot of um, folding. Dunno how to explain it, but the important thing is our family bonded through it all though there were a few conflicts midway through. It was kinda funny cos at night while we were squeezing into my aunt's place at the block where the wake was held, someone commented that it was like a chalet. haha.. guess everyone did all they can to brighten up the mood. Karen, Tim and i talked through the night cos we were sharing the same room. we'd never done that before. so it was kinda nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope my grandpa is resting in peace up there. He, who gave me my two names(for which i have to explain for all my life), who loved throwing birthday parties for us when we were little, who always understood when we couldn't go visit him. Sigh there's too much to say. For the record, my english name is the cantonese version of my chinese name. so, yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those who msged, asked if i was okay, and those who found out through the orbituary(!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i've to prepare to go out and meet my og mates(from the original og10 haha) for dinner. haha, yeah like finally an outing! ciao, then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-6248705623673320652?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/6248705623673320652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=6248705623673320652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/6248705623673320652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/6248705623673320652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/12/just-realised-single-song-can-make-ones.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-4381184530655774313</id><published>2007-11-25T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T16:24:50.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I JUST DID A VERY STUPID THING OMGGGGGGGXZXXZX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT SHIT SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ruined a very treasured photo. it is a once-in-a-lifetime photo. it is just starting to sink in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah KILL ME, I REALLY HAVE NO BRAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND whatever i've done is irreversible! there's no undo! GAHHH. in a state of panic right now. what should i do what should i do what should i do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. there really are times when you are shocked even by your own stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: the five bodies of the Singaporean national dragon-boaters have been found in Cambodia. One of them was a PE teacher in NJ. Meanwhile i also learnt that the old auntie who used to collect cans in the jj school canteen have passed on following an accident in school. I feel so saddened by these, as do everyone else i suppose. Freak accidents should never be allowed to happen, it's not fair to the victims, friends and family or anyone, for that matter. /edit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-4381184530655774313?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/4381184530655774313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=4381184530655774313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/4381184530655774313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/4381184530655774313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-just-did-very-stupid-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-400204671638919840</id><published>2007-11-23T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:38:22.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A levels ended, no expected sense of euphoria. Ah sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May the effing idiot who stole michelle's bag suffer the worst skin disease ever for having such itchy hands and never get cured!!!! I really feel for her. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, prom dress hunting yesterday and today! Finally bought a dress after much walking and stripping. What are you thinking? Try on dress obviously must strip right? Haha. Got 'harassed' by this group of guys at far east... Saw tons of people in town, even jodie!! And i watched Stardust already, i think its damn nice. I just loooove shows that can transport me right into another world. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pang couldn't meet me today. :( And she's leaving for japan for a whole month! Miss that girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay i think my entry is super disjointed my brother is watching kung fu hustle which is producing very irritating sound effects and my leg hurts from all the walking can't believe how weak i've become. Wow, i sound so unhappy but hahaha im not la im actually feeling pretty happy cos it's been quite a good two days and there's things next week to look forward to! (like prom?) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i leave you with this funny piece of shit! :D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(if you can't see the words, it's "I think you will find, Mr Bond, that escape from this room is quite impossible! MUHAHAHAHAHA!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136047854130661314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/R0boT7bdh8I/AAAAAAAAADU/3cs1tCi9Z_g/s400/spy_2Droom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-400204671638919840?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/400204671638919840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=400204671638919840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/400204671638919840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/400204671638919840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/11/levels-ended-no-expected-sense-of.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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/_co5Sv8CbFyI/R0boT7bdh8I/AAAAAAAAADU/3cs1tCi9Z_g/s72-c/spy_2Droom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-1640203207604990795</id><published>2007-11-16T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T01:20:01.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished showering. As i stood in the shower, i thought about the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon this was one of the best days i've had throughout the exam period. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay granted, chem mcq got me a little deflated. but i didn't think about it and that worked wonders, really. Borrowed shirt from pe department and played netball with mel, siyun, paul, kianhow and ben after the paper until the sky became dark. Ben was being quite a bully lol. My stamina is in such a sorry state now, i ran out of breath after about what, 10 seconds? We were all perspiring and panting and almost dying, my leg felt wobbly at times but it was such good fun and such a good workout, that's three whole hours of exercise! haha we SO needed it, but my flab's still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after netball we met up with the squash guys(who were playing squash, omg i felt quite tempted to join them) and went out for dinner. This is where all the drama started. We were waiting for the bus at the bus stop when two screeching, speeding fire engines roared past us and we thought there was a huge fire ahead or something. After that we spent 20-30 minutes on the bus where we talked like we owned the bus(with yz around, of cos) and didn't realise the bus was totally crawling in millimetres and we had only gone two bus stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehhh okay i dunno why i ended up typing all that out but to cut things short, we&lt;br /&gt;- alighted and had a long dinner at the nearby coffee shop, where we had a good talk over dinner&lt;br /&gt;- realised there was a very serious accident further up the road, there was an overturned lorry and a crashed taxi and there was somebody trapped inside the lorry who the SCDF took much effort to rescue, the guy hadn't been rescued even after our dinner, it was all pretty scary&lt;br /&gt;- there was a HUMONGOUS crowd watching the whole affair, you wouldn't believe what some people at the back did to get a good view of things&lt;br /&gt;- made our way through the crowd and had a long, lovely walk by the canal to the mrt station. it was quiet and peaceful and for the moment all our worries were thrown out the window and carried away by the cool night breeze. it was a wonderful feeling and i kinda wished it wouldn't end.&lt;br /&gt;- bobo didn't let us down and sneakily left us with his trademark farewell fart, right before he alighted from the train. Talk about good timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah sigh, such days come rarely. The accident was really bad and it affected me a little, but the walk was so nice, it made my day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love to mel and siyun for trying so hard to not make me feel any netball-ness among you all, and qihui too on other days. :) haha i know i'm an irritating brat who keeps whining about feeling weird cos you are all netballers, but actually i don't and i see you all as great friends rather than netballers and i think you guys know it. :))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back this seems like a rather normal and simple day, but these days have been sorely lacking in my life and i miss it. Going back to studying is like so damn sian but we gotta do what we gotta do. Just a few days more everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i got a new-found ambition: Travel Journalist. :D:D:D The tv kind or the written kind also can. It just like, came to me all of a sudden. I've been watching Discovery Travel and Living and i'm hooked! Yeah, laugh all you want. -_- But i like to travel(not that i've done it a lot, obviously) and i like commenting about my travel experiences and the idea of exploring all the tiny nooks and crannies of the world and i can see myself doing it for a long, long time! Really, i'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told this secretly to mel and siyun today and i got two stares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_- haha, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, all my ambitions are unrealistic. But what to do? You can't look for an ambition, it just comes to you, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep, rest my sore body, get ready for an intense day of bio tomorrow. Did i mention that my body feels really sore?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-1640203207604990795?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/1640203207604990795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=1640203207604990795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/1640203207604990795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/1640203207604990795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-finished-showering.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-5905835079570944602</id><published>2007-11-13T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T15:07:26.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LINKIN PARK, RIGHT NOW, THIS VERY MINUTE, INDOOR STADIUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IM NOT THERE. GAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COULDN'T THEY HAVE COME NINE DAYS LATER. I'D BE THE FIRST TO GET TICKETS WITH PANG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who, by the way, is going bonkers as well. mwaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the jealous devil in me is roaring and spewing flames and everything. okay chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i've been having bad dreams and they're like, accumulating. you know how dreams essentially come from our subconscious and how we normally don't remember much when we wake up? well, these dreams of mine are VERY MUCH IN MY CONSCIOUS AS WELL(okay, i know the term is not used like that) AND I REMEMBER THEM PERFECTLY VIVIDLY when i wake up. i get so spooked up in the morning nowadays it's such a horrible feeling and the morning starts off all wrong. this is so unfair. why do we forget the good dreams and remember the bad ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, the bad dreams are about my papers. i know it's ridiculous and i'm probably thinking too much, but I CAN'T HELP WHAT I DREAM OF RIGHT? i mean in the day when i'm awake and up and about i'm not even that stressed, how come i get all stressed up when i'm ASLEEP? gosh, this just doesn't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah you can tell i'm an angry frustrated girl now who can't seem to do anything about her frustrations. obviously i can't go for LP now and i can't control what lalaland i fall into when night falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't wish to comment about papers. i pray that results will be out AFTER chinese new year next year. which is highly unlikely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i should go blast some noisy music, to clear my head a little bit before i start on chem again. yes it actually works for me and i like it, there's something underlyingly soothing about screaming along with chester bennington, with mike shonoda, music therapy indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit: okay as a matter of fact i feel much better now, i just watched Friends and i laughed everything out for a full 10 minutes. goodness i LOVE that show it never fails to cheer me up and make me laugh. :) /edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I WANNA WATCH STARDUST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-5905835079570944602?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/5905835079570944602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=5905835079570944602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5905835079570944602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5905835079570944602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/11/linkin-park-right-now-this-very-minute.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-1980925257433436760</id><published>2007-11-09T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:38:22.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/RzRyw28zRuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/hts1bIGxKeQ/s1600-h/PB090062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130852059191658210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/RzRyw28zRuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/hts1bIGxKeQ/s320/PB090062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looked out the window today to rest my weary eyes and saw this pretty little rainbow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pretty, even when it is amid all that concrete HDB blocks and industrial estate in the distance. Sure looks as if the rainbow is shining down to the ground doesn't it? I realise rainbows have this enthralling effect on me, just like how i love a clear brilliant blue sky. I can just stare, and stare, and stare, and i'll never get bored. Maybe this was why back in Adelaide i loved staying in the hills so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130865635583280882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/RzR_HG8zRvI/AAAAAAAAAC8/gJJKy95XKmA/s320/P1000401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Woohoo! Check out that sky! And see what i mean. It just captures your attention and doesn't let go. Ah sigh, the works of nature. ( see the difference between the aussie sky and the spore sky)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i stood there staring for a good few minutes before i went shouting to my brother that there was a rainbow outside, giving him the opportunity to finally use his 3.2 megapixel phone camera. Hee, he got excited as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was quite a good day cos we went to celebrate abi's belated birthday haha. me and shurong looked quite stupid squatting there trying to block the candles from being blown out by the wind while waiting for abi to appear. it was a perfect ambush anyway, she didn't suspect a thing at all mwahahaha. we had the cake right there at the corridor, with the nice view of Bukit Timah Hill, it was like a picnic! :))))))))) then we went to her house to study unproductively(lol) for a while before we went to lunch at the market with her brother, then to kap to.. waste time. HA no la, we made plans! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, chem mode now. (i'll try not to think of the fact that LP is performing on TUES, omg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Who knows what could happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Do what you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Just keep on laughing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;One thing’s true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;There’s always a brand new day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So you go and make it happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Do your best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Just keep on laughing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I’m telling you, there’s always a brand new day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;avril lavigne - who knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-1980925257433436760?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/1980925257433436760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=1980925257433436760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/1980925257433436760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/1980925257433436760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/11/looked-out-window-today-to-rest-my.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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/_co5Sv8CbFyI/RzRyw28zRuI/AAAAAAAAAC0/hts1bIGxKeQ/s72-c/PB090062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-7491366265567942771</id><published>2007-10-28T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T21:27:14.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>taking a break from vectors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know how there are three sides to everyone? how three-dimensional humans are? the outermost side is the one that we show to everyone. the 'appearance' side, so to speak, the superficial front seen to all. the second, deeper side is one which we reveal only to close friends and family. this is the supposedly true, inner self shared with those we trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the third, innermost side? it remains the most ignored but gnaws at our senses the most. this is the deepest, darkest and most human side of us that we keep to ourselves. the one that surfaces in the safety and silence of nightime, the one that we have to battle on our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry i don't wear my heart whole on my sleeve. you know, there are some things others don't get it. sometimes it's better for us to face certain failures on our own instead of allowing others to carry us into waves of fake optimism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's best that i get these three parts in harmony. time to get some me-time, to figure some things out, to find out what i really want, how i really feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-7491366265567942771?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/7491366265567942771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=7491366265567942771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/7491366265567942771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/7491366265567942771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/10/taking-break-from-vectors.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-371108545806182601</id><published>2007-10-26T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:38:22.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/RyHRs1eh4JI/AAAAAAAAACk/ajpbFx26V-I/s1600-h/waiyee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125608419123912850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/RyHRs1eh4JI/AAAAAAAAACk/ajpbFx26V-I/s320/waiyee.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY WAIYEE! :)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hee, i love this girl la. such a babe, such a big eater. like me! we've been through many ups and downs, quite literally too (rmb genting?) i miss her loud raucous laughter, her constant gripes on school life, our wailing kbox sessions and many more. and she is one smart ass, As and Bs come almost effortlessly to her. haha i can never finish la. six years of waiyee is like... (fill in the blank) I LOVE YOU BABE! HERE'S SENDING TO YOU HUGE TRUCKLOADS OF LOVE &lt;333333333&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;P.S happy belated birthday to abigail! i love you too! thanks for making life in jj bearable ahahaha. and you have bore the brunt of many height jokes haha so sorry about that. think to make this fair, i will post one picture of you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125622991947948194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/RyHe9Feh4KI/AAAAAAAAACs/5eDitRm-ImA/s320/abigail.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hahahahahaha. study hard, we can do it! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-371108545806182601?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/371108545806182601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=371108545806182601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/371108545806182601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/371108545806182601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday-waiyee-hee-i-love-this.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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/_co5Sv8CbFyI/RyHRs1eh4JI/AAAAAAAAACk/ajpbFx26V-I/s72-c/waiyee.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-426451283428158251</id><published>2007-10-13T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:38:22.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/Rw-1q88_oMI/AAAAAAAAACc/C3BBAcxpPQE/s1600-h/PA120042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120511050864632002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/Rw-1q88_oMI/AAAAAAAAACc/C3BBAcxpPQE/s320/PA120042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(okay i look damn extra)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;last day of school came and went, just like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;did i feel happy? did i feel sad? i don't know. guess it was a mixture of both. but the two years flew by really quickly. too quickly! it seems just like yesterday when i stepped into gg in the first three months. when i had my own orientation, when i danced, jumped, screamed like there was no tomorrow. all good things have to come to an end, how true. there were definitely ups and downs and all in all, not a very peaceful jc life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my class was so happy, so full of laughter today. it would've been great if we'd been like that for the past two years. ah sigh. two years is much too short!! guess i AM rather sad after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was uploading yesterday's pictures onto webshots when i came across many of my friends' albums, mostly from ny. and suddenly for the next hour or so, maybe two, i felt swept over by this strong wave of warmth. many of those pictures were of nybt, mwahaha plenty of unglam shots. there were shots of birthday parties, bbqs, aviva, outings, overseas trips, trainings, and june LOVED to take gross shots of me gah. and while i was looking through i was busy chuckling to myself cos there were leaked cleavage and exposed tummies and other gross things i forgot they even existed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyhow, to abby and shurong and anyone whose interested, here's the link to today's pictures. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://good-times.webshots.com/album/561021306LvWdRC"&gt;http://good-times.webshots.com/album/561021306LvWdRC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;two weeks to A's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-426451283428158251?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/426451283428158251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=426451283428158251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/426451283428158251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/426451283428158251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/10/okay-i-look-damn-extra-last-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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/_co5Sv8CbFyI/Rw-1q88_oMI/AAAAAAAAACc/C3BBAcxpPQE/s72-c/PA120042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-2304370531544098946</id><published>2007-10-06T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T01:56:23.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MELISA IRWAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dV__52qXJc0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dV__52qXJc0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Corinne May - The Birthday Song&lt;/u&gt; (love this song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HOPE YOU ENJOYED YOUR DAY OUT WITH THE GIRLS, AS WELL AS THE SURPRISE WE SPRANG ON YOU, HAHAHA THINK I ALMOST SPOILT IT BY LAUGHING TOO MUCH. THANKS FOR EVERYTHING, FROM BEING FELLOW YEWTEE RESIDENT TO FELLOW SOFTEE ADDICT TO YOUR MUST-HAVE 'MEL'S STUDYING TIPS'. I MIGHT NOT SAY IT BUT I APPRECIATE IT ALOT! REALLY. :D SO HERE'S TO YOU, HAPPY 18TH WOMAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;LOVELOVELOVE, SY (the right one please)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;p.s. my eyes are hurting from so much pink, but i am doing this for you kay hahaha okay la pink isn't THAT bad a colour. i concede defeat. (since it's your birthday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;p.p.s. okay this isn't in any way related to mel's bday but i bought Munchy Donuts today, which is supposedly better that Donut Factory. it was good, not overfried and it took me about 3 minutes to buy and go. so go buy MD instead. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-2304370531544098946?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/2304370531544098946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=2304370531544098946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/2304370531544098946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/2304370531544098946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday-melisa-irwan-corinne-may.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-4949334277438913174</id><published>2007-09-27T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T20:46:35.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's cold, dark, cloudy and rainy outside. i like it. it's soothing, peaceful, perhaps i haven't felt like this in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day back to school after prelims. first thing in the morning the j2s were greeted with news that grad night will be held at Sentosa (and not in school). this was really comforting to hear however, there's only 400 seats available which means wow, more than half the cohort won't be there. ............................ guess there's a downside to everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, we got back chem and gp papers today. i'm past the stage of feeling sorry for myself, really. it gets me nowhere. all i can do now is to take heart in the slight improvement that i've made for chem and build on it. gp was fine, been getting the same grade since j1 common tests. it's a good thing, i'm not complaining. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since school ended real early today, me abigail and shurong went to watch The Nanny Diaries. ahahaha the show is just like the book, cynical and rather comical but all in all offers a very important lesson: one can have everything and yet be the most miserable soul in the world. riches don't bring happiness! and Grayer, the small boy, is so adorable sigh i just love angmoh kids. weird to see Alicia Keys acting, i think she's too posh for the movie haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sunday was fun! huiyu, waiyee, kristy and i went to this youth dinner at some mini ballroom at Sijori Resort in Sentosa. cindy invited us so we had to show face ahahaha. anyway, we were all dressed up nicely and casually, and suddenly horror of horrors, Kristy showed up in t-shirt and shorts! mwahahaha it was really funny la. poor kristy was terribly misinformed, she thought we were going on a beach outing! waha but it was actually fine cos no one minded, really. then there was some election for the youth committee, dear dear cindy got the HIGHEST number of votes i think she is like used to it already heh. after the election we sneaked out, walked to the merlion and to the beach, took some pictures and walked all the way back again just in time for the buffet dinner. :D oh i saw stelly at the youth dinner too! :):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday went to macs to study with melisa but when it got noisy we retreated back to her house, where i watched World of Badminton on her tv and saw how lee chong wei won taufik at japan open and and i caught a secretive glimpse of peter gade!! hee hee. he grew back his nice, boyish hairstyle again. okay then i resumed doing my chem mcqs, which of course amounted to no use seeing the mark of my chem paper 1 today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday! went out with classmates after chem paper to marina square for arcade, bowling and pool. ahahaha suddenly we are quite hooked to pool. after A's okay guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday, woke up at a ripe old time of 2pm. watched prison break season 3 episodes 1 and 2. read book, chill-out-at-home day. :D such days are rare and hard to come by nowadays, so must treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurday, today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's friday, sigh. double whammer of math and bio, hope the day passes quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to shower! and to study, get my ass moving once more. cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-4949334277438913174?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/4949334277438913174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=4949334277438913174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/4949334277438913174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/4949334277438913174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-cold-dark-cloudy-and-rainy-outside.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-6868184431119048556</id><published>2007-09-17T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:38:23.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hmmmm i cant sleep. this is not good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway ARSENAL just rocks my socks la! watching the 3-1 comeback win against tottenham was fantastic because people kept saying we're just lucky we're bound to falter soon and LOOK here we are now at the TOP of the table! i was almost jumping up and down when fabregas and adebayor scored their goals which were absolute screamers. and Arsenal has such good team spirit! see how the players huddle as a group after every game? you don't see many teams doing that! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take that, Henry!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;andddddd, i think the new ipods look rather gorgeous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110884425707326418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/Ru2CTnpci9I/AAAAAAAAACM/rtvWhnj5VGc/s320/03_large20070905.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110885185916537826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/Ru2C_3pci-I/AAAAAAAAACU/CYpiOTbLZMU/s320/02_large20070905.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, shall be contented with what i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard of some people breaking down during this prelim period. :( sigh, it's tough BUT it'll get worse during a's. so keep hanging in there people go relieve someof that stress it's how people keep sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, some teevee talk now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody please watch Brain Man on Arts central at 9pm tonight! this guy can memorise he value of pi up till 22 decimal places and he mastered Icelandic, one of the world's hardest languages, in just over a week! this is what you call clever, no, genius. if you're not already fascinated, i sure am!! (cos i really need some tips on how to be (truly) clever lol) i know the timeslot clashes with the ch 8 show which happens to be the final episode. argh! how to watch both! um i'll find a way. maybe switch on both tvs at the same time and put them beside each other hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Survival XV: China starts this Friday. :D think i'm the only person who still cares about news about Survivor. i have a soft spot for the show la, can't explain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna watch 'you jua jiu shuo' on ch u on wednesday cos i wanna see how Xiaxue and steven lim shoot each other on live tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, i have no life and i am relegated to watching two attention-seekers fighting on tv?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, must be the prelims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study hard, all! :))))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-6868184431119048556?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/6868184431119048556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=6868184431119048556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/6868184431119048556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/6868184431119048556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/09/hmmmm-i-cant-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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/_co5Sv8CbFyI/Ru2CTnpci9I/AAAAAAAAACM/rtvWhnj5VGc/s72-c/03_large20070905.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-4265669945646575845</id><published>2007-09-09T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T01:21:22.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't know if you're in my range, but I'd sure like to take you home to my domain. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're as sweet at 3.14. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let's make like a transcription factor and response element and turn things on. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If I were a Schwann cell, I'd squeeze around your axon and give you a fast action potential. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My love for you is like a concave function's positive first derivative, because it's always increasing. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You and I must have the same natural frequency, because we resonate together. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're so hot you denature my proteins &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby you must be a modulus sign, 'cos whenever you wrap your arms round me i always feel positive! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you were a concentration gradient I'd go down on you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish we were in telophase, cause then I could admire your cleavage. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let's exchange plasmids - my pilus is huge.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're like an exothermic reaction, you spread your hotness everywhere!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish I was your derivative so I could lie tangent to your curves. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If i was an enzyme, i'd be helicase so i could unzip your genes. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby, let me find your nth term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh gosh, i especially love all the bio-related ones.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm think i sounded overly depressed on the last entry. today was a much better day. i had stingray:) mel siyun alex and i went back to school to study on this very cloudy saturday, for the sixth day straight(i know, i can't believe it myself). normally i would have felt so terribly worn down by this time but the mood was great for studying without the usual hustle and bustle, oh well at least i finished integration revision. i'm so proud of myself for staying awake while studying today! cause the weather was really nice and cooling and potentially sleep-inducing heheh siyun and alex plonked after a while. VERY very grateful that i didn't waste the whole week away, that would've been disastrous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh oh, jack johnson rocks! i am so in love with his songs! PERFECT for rainy afternoons like today. :) okay, gonna grab some notes and go watch England's match now byebye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.S. HAPPY BIRTHDAY KRISTY! BABE, PLEASE STAY AS TALKATIVE AND DISGUSTING AS YOU ARE NOW. YOU WILL FOREVER BE THE NYBT JOKER. FOR ALWAYS BEING THE JOKE OF THE DAY AND FOR DRIVING US CRAZY, THOUGH WE MIGHT NEVER ADMIT IT, WE LOVE YOU!! :D:D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(oh crap i dont have any pictures to post, im using my new comp! hehe. next time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-4265669945646575845?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/4265669945646575845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=4265669945646575845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/4265669945646575845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/4265669945646575845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-dont-know-if-youre-in-my-range-but-id.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-3322491943001805278</id><published>2007-09-07T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T01:23:25.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is the type of mood in which i feel like hurling vulgarities and be sulky in eveything i do because for now, nothing seems right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linkin Park is coming, Black Eyed Peas is coming, Fergie, Click Five, even David Copperfield is coming, and i can't make it to a single one of the shows cause of exams. oh gosh, linkin park. though i went for the padang one which was smashingzxzzsxsxsggg, my heart still aches at the thought of having to miss their concert which promises to be so awesome. captainnnnnnn pang how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't get to sleep because there are so many things running through my mind. and i agree, perhaps there's so much pent-up frustration in me that i've become a very unhappy girl these days. :( or maybe it's all the studying. been going to school the whole week, the whole 'gang' have been occupying all 4 benches outside bio lab. heh. anyway, my brain has been so selectively permeable to information that i really want to tear my hair out in frustration. think that's why my hair is always messy. -resigned-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have been giving in too much. have i? i feel so exhausted, way too tired to argue my way through. you give in once and people start thinking you'll be giving in every other time. people don't hesitate to shoot you down, make you feel utterly rebuffed. guess it's because of my character as well, i never like to argue and i never like to trouble people with things. sometimes all these leaves me with a very hollow, horrible feeling that i really don't know how to describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to sleep, a brand new day awaits. wow, exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and to my brother, you are so very irritating stop peeping on me and go back to your laptop. i got no mood. please laaa)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-3322491943001805278?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/3322491943001805278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=3322491943001805278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/3322491943001805278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/3322491943001805278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-is-type-of-mood-in-which-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-5248140001037691525</id><published>2007-09-01T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:38:23.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fountain of Wayne</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/RthQGCQ5PCI/AAAAAAAAACE/0PdCcPcv4ho/s1600-h/fountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104918242241625122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/RthQGCQ5PCI/AAAAAAAAACE/0PdCcPcv4ho/s320/fountain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 'weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Comex today was quite packed. there were 3 whole levels of bargains galore and lots of free gifts to be handed out, though be prepared to fight your way through the huge weekend crowd to get to them. there were so many people that some of the escalators broke down and the poor folks who bought huge boxes of printers and lcd tvs had to lug them down to the ground floor by hand. and the booth promoters kept thrusting brochures into my face i got kinda pissed off. like, i was getting tired of finding rubbish bins to throw them away. which reminds me, i forgot to get my memory card!!! thought of it while eating Carl's Jr BUT forgot all about it after that. piang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i say i have been so, so forgetful lately? or maybe i'm on a string of REALLY bad luck the superbly suay kind. my absent-mindedness have been serving me quite a bit of panic and stunned realisations. you all will say its not just 'lately'. i know la. EVERYONE from my primary sch friends to my sec sch friends and now my jc friends say i'm slow and yada yada. i can't help it! i'm trying to be as fast as i can already. i guess i just don't like to rush. okay but cut me some slack i'm trying lol it's the best i can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally got Good Morning Revival today. though the whole CD cover broke off the moment i opened it(see, bad luck again). as usual there were some great GC songs and the more outstanding ones, but the lyrics! what happened to the lyrics, joel and benji? you used to have awesome lyrics! oh well. i'm still a fan. heh. i must say i'm a newly converted fan of FERGIE now! she's so cool! so confident of herself and her music, there's just something unpretentiously enthralling about her. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pity the j2s whose CT doesn't let them skip today's school. i miss doing the chacha dance cos it was really really fun and interactive but to travel all the way down just for it? need my precious sleep ha if not how to have energy for the intense studying ahead. even 'intense' would be an understatement. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seems like some people are still having fun. haha. saw SINYEE at suntec today can. we were like staring at each other and, 'What are you doing here!!'. yesterday play ball today still go shopping for new shoes! eh woman we need to buck up la lol. i saw WEIXIANG too! almost couldn't recognise him. nice hair. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt quite apologetic cos i couldn't meet my 414 girls. miss kaixuan and sarah and dorothy and rachel and janet and stelly ling they all. wonder when we can ALL meet up. i do see wanyi quite often though. haha. somehow or rather thinking about my ex classes made me treasure my class now more. our recent tiny bit of class unity and spirit felt good and seeing the whole class rallying together to prepare Teacher's Day gifts was heartening. :):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, long post to prepare for the possible lack of updates ahead.&lt;br /&gt;-sighs for the umpteenth time-&lt;br /&gt;march on guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Happy Teacher's Day to all my 06S03 teachers. &lt;strong&gt;ms chew, ms goh, ms yip, ms chia and mr goh.&lt;/strong&gt; i sincerely think you are all very cool people and i would have written long tributes for all of you if not for serious time constraints. i think the class never ever regretted having any of you as our teachers, i love it that you are all so open with us and that our lessons are always filled with laughter and chatter. come to think of it, i feel so lucky that our class has got funky, pleasant, knowledgeable teachers who get really lame, discuss movies and chinchillas and bring cameras to take pictures with us in class, and not some monotonous teacher who drones on and on. they rockkkkk. :D:D:D (cheesy phrase i know but i'm too tired to think of anything better)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-5248140001037691525?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/5248140001037691525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=5248140001037691525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5248140001037691525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5248140001037691525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/09/fountain-of-wayne.html' title='Fountain of Wayne'/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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/_co5Sv8CbFyI/RthQGCQ5PCI/AAAAAAAAACE/0PdCcPcv4ho/s72-c/fountain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-782099785406476850</id><published>2007-08-23T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T17:30:18.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so im stuck at home on this very fine day, on the first of my 2-day mc. twice sick in 3 weeks!! you know i used to be the fever-once-a-year kind until the second half of this year. been eating too much, i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nose needs a plumber to stop all that dripping and my intestines needs a sponge to.. absorb all that water. urghh. you don't need the details haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day free from school have made it slightly better though. :D still deciding if i should go to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i cooked my own porridge today! it had fish and pork and veggies and ginger and a lot of ingredients so it made the porridge very sweet and tasty and it made me all happy and full. and for the first time i added just the right amount of rice, just the right amount of water and cooked it for just the right amount of time! :):):) this is quite an achievement okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i watched Grey's Anatomy, season 3 episode 1, finally. waited for it for a long, long time ever since season 2 ended off on such a heartwrenching note. :(  Meredith got branded as the "president of people with crappy lives", haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Meredith : &lt;em&gt;In the O.R., time loses all meaning... In the midst of sutures and saving lives, the clock ceases to matter... 15 minutes, 15 hours. Inside the O.R. the best surgeons make time fly. Outside the O.R., however, time takes pleasure in kicking our asses. For even the strongest of us, it seems to play tricks. Slowing down, hovering, until it freezes. Leaving us stuck in a moment, unable to move in one direction or the other.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-782099785406476850?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/782099785406476850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=782099785406476850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/782099785406476850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/782099785406476850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-im-stuck-at-home-on-this-very-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-5770913166310586527</id><published>2007-08-14T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:38:23.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/RsHDD8o4EEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/vNHfq8PuwE0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098570725744709698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/RsHDD8o4EEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/vNHfq8PuwE0/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PEARL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eh ong this is like the only picture of you that i can find leh! and since it's your bithday, i cut off my face so that you can have full glory. HAHA. anyway, this woman is the only person i know who asks the sugar cane auntie at the sugar cane stall at the hawker centre to fill up her water bottle. (please we need to stop stoning or talking happily or watching movie whenever we study together.) despite all your quirky habits here and there, i still love you alot okay? aren't you glad you went for leaders' camp last year. you met me! :D:D:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUCHLOVES, LEONG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&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/15829751-5770913166310586527?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/5770913166310586527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=5770913166310586527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5770913166310586527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5770913166310586527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-pearl-eh-ong-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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/_co5Sv8CbFyI/RsHDD8o4EEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/vNHfq8PuwE0/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-1657424437105902532</id><published>2007-07-15T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:38:24.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahahahhaha i found something. some guy in nus actually have the same grouses as me about the new H2 biology syllabus, and the whole cellular and molecular part of it. it makes TOTAL sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go &lt;a href="http://staff.science.nus.edu.sg/~sivasothi/biorefugia/2007/04/what-our-biology-students-are-learning.html"&gt;http://staff.science.nus.edu.sg/~sivasothi/biorefugia/2007/04/what-our-biology-students-are-learning.html&lt;/a&gt;. :D you'll find yourself nodding in agreement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i really, really like gilmore girls. the show gives you such a heartwarming, fuzzy feeling! and they say some really hilarious stuff on the show and keeps you grinning and smiling throughout. though the show is a tad too girly and i cant seem to picture guys watching the show addictively. ha. but i still really like it alot. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;parent-teacher meeting yesterday was... not too good, but not too bad. my dad refused to go with my mom to meet ms chew and chose to roam around the school while waiting for us. and got lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;beginning to see why youtube is television for some people. im getting hooked on huan huan ai. the new version of e mo! :D:D:D but there are currently only 6 episodes. :( hey but ive been doing work too kay i just looked up some animations for bio, for confusing things like dna sequencing and RFLP and all. so yep it helps and im happy. beginning to see some light for normal distribution as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;talking about work is like, such a dampener. just like going to school. i kinda dread going to school nowadays. what's there to look forward to? remedials? okay maybe food la HAHA. and the random crapping moments with my friends amid this bleak period. :) the guys broke my racket string so squash is out. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my brother is going for his freshman orientation camp tomorrow hahahahaha FOR FIVE DAYS LEH DONT PLAY PLAY. he's like sulking now heh. and one of my cousins who was from ite has successfully gotten a place in smu! albeit a few years late but we are all so proud of him. :) he used to be this motorbike-riding coloured-hair rebelling ah beng who got into so much trouble but he reformed after going to church i think, now he's looking good again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;life becomes a whole lot easier and you get so much happier when you make life simple. stop thinking about things that are out of your control. buy some ice cream. eat some chocolate. read a book. watch tv. catch a movie. bake. go fishing. set aside a Do-Only-The-Things-You-Like Day! i get so sad when i see or read about my friends being unhappy and knowing that i dont know how to make them laugh anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheer up okay, all you emo souls out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we can start...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087484360476386002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/RppgEjqM4tI/AAAAAAAAABk/8qzvr3tRZ4g/s320/smile_revolution.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;whether you smile like this...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087486774248006370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/RppiRDqM4uI/AAAAAAAAABs/Z8cx9oLexSw/s320/girl-smile-big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;or like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087490433560142578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/RpplmDqM4vI/AAAAAAAAAB0/pxrvH4Hjpic/s320/smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just be jolly, make merry, go make yourself happier.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:):):)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-1657424437105902532?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/1657424437105902532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=1657424437105902532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/1657424437105902532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/1657424437105902532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/07/ahahahhaha-i-found-something.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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/_co5Sv8CbFyI/RppgEjqM4tI/AAAAAAAAABk/8qzvr3tRZ4g/s72-c/smile_revolution.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-3704263663604427315</id><published>2007-07-11T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T19:35:09.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Regret is a fool's act."&lt;br /&gt;guess we are all fools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel drained. :( i never do seem to laugh anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you never know what people mean when they say something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out for lunch with elaine and ber today. we are all such food lovers haha. there was a food fair going on at westmall and we went round the whole place looking at all the food at least twice i think. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad got summon-ed today. he came back moping. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i dont really feel like writing on anymore, anyway blogging never does seem to bring out what i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a VERY bright note, HARRY POTTER is coming out tomorrow!!!! and the final book arrives in 10 days. there's a hogwarts theme park in the US or something, i swear to go there one day. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope things will pick up from here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-3704263663604427315?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/3704263663604427315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=3704263663604427315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/3704263663604427315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/3704263663604427315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/07/regret-is-fools-act.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-7834343641506294137</id><published>2007-07-03T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T23:50:37.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its so weird to see Singapore being mentioned on Soccernet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and who the heck is Eduardo Da Silva?! new arsenal striker. but his stats look good and Wenger probably has a good eye for talent so i am looking forward to see him play. :)&lt;br /&gt;(and what happened to samual eto'o! gah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am like ultra tired today, dunno what happened, MAYBE I GOT DRUGGED. hahaha, cant be la who will drug plain water and justea and orange juice? okay im talking nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday was a very fruitful youth day holiday cos i finished up my testimonial and went out to meet my girls! any day out with them is always a good one. :D and hoho, captain pang FINALLY made a rare appearance and insisted she was the free one. june msged us 5 minutes before we reached somerset to say she couldn't come cos she had lots left to study for her lit paper. anyway we went to sing kbox and it WAS VERY VERY EXCITING cos we were singing DENG LI JUN muahahaahha and waiyee kept erupting with her manic laughter. after that we had a stuffing session and then we went to play pool, where we showed the whole world how BEGINNER we were at pool.&lt;br /&gt;:):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck captain for track nationals okay look out for our banner hahahahahhahahaha. cindy and i came up with a very ingenious plan. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'we will&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we will&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kick your butt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;make you fart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all the way to pizza hut'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-composed by my fave 5 year-old, christine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think jia you jinshun is a good show cos of its strong emphasis on family. and zaixi is such a sweet and funny guy la he makes me wanna grin everytime he and jinshun are together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zaixi: -catches jinshun looking at him-&lt;br /&gt;zaixi: why are you looking at me like that? am i too handsome to be true?&lt;br /&gt;jinshun: oh please.&lt;br /&gt;zaixi: -grins widely- i AM handsome. &lt;strong&gt;i feel very touched every time i look into a mirror.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE LAUGH VERY HARD AT THAT LAST STATEMENT! HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay time for bedtime story. ciao. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-7834343641506294137?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/7834343641506294137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=7834343641506294137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/7834343641506294137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/7834343641506294137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-so-weird-to-see-singapore-being.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-703897043246684005</id><published>2007-07-01T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T00:24:26.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was kind of a, rejuvenating day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;battled the weekend crowds and went to watch Die Hard 4.0 with my bro and my dad. both of them were so anxious to watch it they went for the sneak preview. it was a SMASHING movie, literally. things were blowing up everywhere! the plot was intriguing, and bruce willis was still the charismatic, bring-it-on actor without whom the movie would've been total crap. of course, everyone seemed to get shot except bruce willis. poor maggie q, hot as she was, died a pretty ugly death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to my grandma's house. taught my cousin roy how to blow balloon. he is so cute can, end up getting spoilt by everyone. my ah gong is having an operation tmr. hope he gets well quickly. he is 92 years old already okay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the weekend reading books, doing (some) work and some secret planning.&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, results.&lt;br /&gt;let's just say my results hit me like a vicious slap in the face.&lt;br /&gt;sort of like:&lt;br /&gt;SLAP! time to wake up, sinyu!&lt;br /&gt;SLAP! get a hold on yourself, stop feeling pathetic!&lt;br /&gt;SLAP! STOP making studying an excuse to eat! you are flabby enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. i actually have to resort to slapping myself. must be getting desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheer up everyone who is getting bogged down by results. you're not alone, we all have to work hard together! and smile more, its medically proven that a more joyous person achieves greater productivity. :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be a good day. :D&lt;br /&gt;happy youth day, everyone. keep that child in you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-703897043246684005?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/703897043246684005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=703897043246684005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/703897043246684005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/703897043246684005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-was-kind-of-rejuvenating-day.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-5956218488202052170</id><published>2007-06-27T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T22:52:59.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i have long gotten over the trauma of Henry moving to Barcelona.&lt;br /&gt;though i felt a DEEP tinge of sadness seeing him wear the Barcelona jersey, his message to Arsenal's fans won me over. sigh. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i think i have figured out how to do well for my exams.&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;but i should stop telling myself that im stupid.&lt;br /&gt;really. take maths for example.&lt;br /&gt;i have such low perseverence for maths you know. like when i read a question i try it out first and when i hit a tough part i straight away tell myself, aiya sure wrong one waste time only.&lt;br /&gt;and thus i have never done well for math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! writing that out make me seem so dumb la. okay ignore all of that anyhow its just a mental note to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another INCREDIBLY dumb thing that i did today.&lt;br /&gt;i played squash without any warming up or stretching at all, after one whole month of not playing. was too excited and itching to play la. so after i got my racket from bobo i ran off to the squash court immediately.&lt;br /&gt;whoosh i ended up with a sprained back/waist, like 5 measly minutes after i started playing.&lt;br /&gt;and horrible people like sinyee wouldn't stop laughing at me!&lt;br /&gt;hmphh. it hurts a lot okay! whenever i stand or walk or turn i feel this soreness at my lower back. dont wanna go see doctor cos im scared of the chinese sinsehs hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad cos i REALLY wanted to play squash today. i miss the regular presence of j2 squash players in the squash courts. the girls havent been playing for really long. :( playing witht he guys make me feel like im super super super lousy. and i should do something about jamie's racket which i had broken for the SECOND time sigh what is this so suay. it doesnt happen with anybody else's racket but only hers wahaha so weird huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when people like denise and edmund call me a retard, i think they're right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLEH i just ate a damn bitter cucumber yucks yucks yucks PUI PUI disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanyang funfair this saturday! so out of touch with all that's happening in ny now. hope we can all meet up since rachelsim's back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be a dreadful day cos we're getting back chem and bio.&lt;br /&gt;:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna feel happy and laugh happily, like it's the most natural thing in the world. seems hard now in this period of time.&lt;br /&gt;thinking about the kids from the children's camp made me happy, for a short while. i miss them a lot. realising that i probably won't see them again made me very sad again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGHHHHH what is this la. i make myself feel even more down. we should all just take pleasure in the simple things in life.&lt;br /&gt;like eating mochi ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;like listening to music made for rainy days.&lt;br /&gt;like reading a good book.&lt;br /&gt;like going through old photo albums and autograph books.&lt;br /&gt;like having a good long sleep.&lt;br /&gt;like thinking about my dream country home with a great view and the four seasons and many pets and kids. this makes me smile. :)&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems good to end here on a nice, warm note. we shall all have sweet dreams tonight. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-5956218488202052170?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/5956218488202052170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=5956218488202052170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5956218488202052170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5956218488202052170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay-i-have-long-gotten-over-trauma-of.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-8676281303740214890</id><published>2007-06-13T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:38:25.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello just gonna buzz in for a very short while cos baby, im feeling good. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday was like fabfabfabfabfabulous cos &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT WAS THE POWDERFUL JUNE'S BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; and we, being the sweet little things we are, dreamt up an elaborate plan to surprise the lady! woke up bright and early, met at yio chu kang at an unearthly hour of 8am, sneaked into june's house carrying our barang barang, whipped up a superb breakfast for her albeit a few kitchen mishaps along the way, brought the cake and the whole breakfast up to her room, charged into her room and screamed "HAPPY BIRTHDAY JUNEEEE!". the woman woke up to our lovely choral voices and the wonderful sight of eggs, nuggets, cereal and our smiling faces! hahaha the moment was CLASSIC. :):):)))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preparing the breakfast was no easy feat i tell you. even getting to her house wasn't easy, we took a cab and the cad, sorry, CAB driver took us round and round the private estate. it must have been ten rounds before he finally consulted his map when he could have done that earlier and he had the balls to charge us full cost! and while waiting for the cab, muaha this is really funny. we encountered the nanyang poly security guard who was indian(no racism here) and we couldn't really understand his english. anw he kept saying and repeating &lt;em&gt;later ten o'clock will have accident, principal say cannot cross this road, jalan society people also scared&lt;/em&gt;! we were VERY blur and like hello, we're not even nyp students. i think cos waiyee was wearing nybt shirt la that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY back to the breakfast. get this yeah, june's kitchen didn't even have a stove! how to cook! and the main kitchen sink doesn't have water. we ended up using the electric heater in her backyard which, may i mention, was like a nature park. but it was good cos her parrots kept cheering us on. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then this happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;waiyee: okay who want to crack egg?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: I CRACK! -proceeds over- -cracks egg into pot-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ten seconds later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;waiyee: omg we never put oil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pot starts to smoke-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;everyone: omg omg!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we made a huge mess in the backyard and we destroyed a number of kitchen apparatus including the thing you use to scoop rice, it melted. o.O but june said it was okay cos her family hardly ever cooks. sat around talking, played some mahjong, and we didn't even bother to cut the cake we just stuck the forks into it and ate it like that. :D tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turned out that it wasn't a total surprise cos cindy, who slept over with the nj people, wasn't very discreet on the phone the night before. cindy, who msged june "eh got bring the cake?" on june's birthday when it was supposed to be a surprise three years ago. our dear cindy, who got high on mahjong and leaves for a village trip in phuket today. HAHA but this will go down as one of the best surprises ever in nybt history. for sure. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075542747575183426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/Rm_zPM-HaEI/AAAAAAAAABU/SIZ4w4aNhWw/s320/P5050042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;love you june, you are one wacky woman who lights everyone up, the team would have been so very different without you. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i caught ocean's thirteen today! BRAD PITTTTTTTTT. GEORGE CLOONEY, MATT DAMON. enough said. :)&lt;br /&gt;[guys, though, might complain about the lack of a gorgeous leading lady like Tess(Julia Roberts) and Isabel(Catherine Zeta-Jones). ha.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for me to buzz out. (you might realise i made no mention on anything related to midyears today. which may not necessarily be a good thing. okay back to cellular division now. sighs.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-8676281303740214890?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/8676281303740214890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=8676281303740214890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/8676281303740214890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/8676281303740214890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-just-gonna-buzz-in-for-very-short.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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/_co5Sv8CbFyI/Rm_zPM-HaEI/AAAAAAAAABU/SIZ4w4aNhWw/s72-c/P5050042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-6603725701596094995</id><published>2007-06-05T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T22:40:51.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLIDAY, MY FOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;june holidays are shit man. never thought i would say this but hey, which other stupid school puts exams on the last week of holidays? the system is screwed la, seriously. students think so, my parents think so, coach thinks so, i bet even the school cat thinks so. (okay i DON'T KNOW where that came from.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH. quit whining quit whining! this is probably the result of the immense guilt piling up inside me. somehow i haven't been 'intensely' studying, by the traditional sense of the word. touched a bit of my notes, skimmed through it, practised a few questions for fun, and there i go distracted again. it's a neverending cycle that repeats itself over and over and over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know. sdsm. I KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today wasn't too bad, actually. after gp in the morning at school, went out for a short swim (finally), came back and did math and bio. AND WHAM, tv time started cos House was showing on AXN. after that was CSI:NY, then yuan dian. that's like 3 hours! i could have finished a math mock paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOW OFFICIALLY THE QUEEEEEEEEN OF PROCRASTINATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i ought to be shot. zomg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i realise i haven't blogged about children's camp(i miss the kids so, so, so much.) and esther's concert which was AWESOME(okay who am i kidding only her parts were awesome) and got me and siaoting all high screaming for her. next time kay. right now usher is telling me i am his boo, i think he is secretly telling me to get down to more complex numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I WILL  IGNORE THE 3 BOOKS SITTING OH-SO-PRETTILY ON MY TABLE.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geek-mode for the next 3 weeks, oh wait next 5 months would be a better description. good luck people lets all love integration and lac operons and galvanic cells and rocks together okay? cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-6603725701596094995?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/6603725701596094995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=6603725701596094995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/6603725701596094995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/6603725701596094995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/06/holiday-my-foot-june-holidays-are-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-3250706345256285067</id><published>2007-05-27T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T17:55:14.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey heyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eating bak kwa now. wahseh bak kwa these days are getting quite rubbery. it takes more chews to get it down now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed my template. i like the river, the sun and the emo girl. navigations at the side, faded in white. i found a sexyback one! real sexy i'll use it next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh i did a good deed today! a PROPER good deed okay. the help-an-old-man-on-the-street kind, not the eh-i-help-you-return-plates kind. it felt real good! dont know what happened to that old man but i think he found his ez-link card and his way home in the end. :))))))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched the final episode of grey's anatomy season 2. Return of the McDreamy! but denny died and izzie looked so broken that i teared.&lt;br /&gt;watching the show makes you think that all doctors are horny. hahaha. but it's still a good show. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me, i wont be able to watch the last episode of xin fu shuang ren chuang! ahhhhhhh crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE i'll be away for children's camp at scc again! though this time only me fiona and cal are going cos there's only about 40 kids attending. felt quite bad for the rest who badly wanted to go take care of the kids again. more on the camp when i return on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think ms goh will not be too happy with me cos i'll be missing her lesson and missing her lesson is a BIG deal okay. im actually quite sad cos it'll be a practical and they'll be doing gel electrophoresis on everyone's dna and i wanna see if abby has a dominant or recessive gene. okay that sounded quite funny la hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for sakae dinner last night with my mom cos my dad was at cruise and my bro went to watch midnight pirates. then we saw these two young boys who had a table all to themselves and they were ordering A LOT. wow. primary school kids nowadays can really spend ah. makes me quite fearful of the kids im about to face tomorrow lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad just came back! i wanna go see what he bought okay bye im off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-3250706345256285067?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/3250706345256285067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=3250706345256285067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/3250706345256285067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/3250706345256285067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/05/hey-heyyyyyy-eating-bak-kwa-now.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-1325408996875238177</id><published>2007-05-18T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:38:26.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling all mixed up today. i think it's just me, so don't bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;before i say anything, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY HUIYU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! my doubles partner! love you! nybt will be quite different without you. X) keep up your quirky-ness, lose some of that stress, and may your boobs grow bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sports meet today. was quite proud of my classmates cos they proved their strength to everyone! you go girls! all that screaming and cheering made me quite a tired girl. didn't run this year, i just didn't feel like it. pearl skipped school and came for sports meet. -.- that girl ah. and i think the whole event could have been much more fun. and less competitive. seriously. it's just a college sports meet! losing is alright, no one's laughing at you! no need at all for all that vulgarities. it seems so hard for everyone to just have fun together. o.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OH YES i haven't talked about aviva. hahaha. i love it i love it i love it i love it i loooovvveeeee it. and i love gade. and i love nybt. those 6 days were just full of madness, laughter, tears(for gade, who else), photo-taking, subway-ing, sneaking around and so on. :)))))))))))))))))))))))))))) gade lost to chen yu. nearly all the girls in the audience were crying and screaming their support for gade. my eyes ended up puffy and my voice was all choked up. he looked so sad at the end of it, i felt so heartbroken!! but i'm glad cos he tried his best and cos boonsak helped take revenge. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright some photos now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065893513689216466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/Rk2rT3lmtdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/vi--yVzI5wQ/s320/P5030021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the first day. i was pretty excited. okay very.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065893921711109602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/Rk2rrnlmteI/AAAAAAAAAAk/03C46n4xGq0/s320/P5030008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;captain. her taufik had just lost to my gade. ha. but she got over it and we cried for gade together a few days later. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065894514416596466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/Rk2sOHlmtfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/VijhOR7xRpM/s320/P5030023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hello everyone, i am standing next to PETER GADE. (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) im quite sad over his departed hair but its okay i still like him a lot. :):):):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065913841769428482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/Rk29zHlmtgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/n4uqZaZVUs8/s320/P5040026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;huiyu, june, cindy refuses to show her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065914490309490194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/Rk2-Y3lmthI/AAAAAAAAAA8/hsKgq8bx_ks/s320/P5050028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tham wai wai. she claimed she went to aviva just for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065915821749351970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/Rk2_mXlmtiI/AAAAAAAAABE/v_maX0iBsgs/s320/P5030015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;huiyu and sato shoji, cute jap player who looks like drug addict.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065916715102549554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/Rk3AaXlmtjI/AAAAAAAAABM/9oIyUCnpE2w/s320/P5050039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;nybt! minus cindy, eunice and kristy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;we went to marina square for dinner after the semis and guess what we saw the whole malaysian team there! all of us got a bit worked up cos we were just two tables away or sth. somebody couldn't eat her dinner properly. HAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;okay away from aviva. went to al ameen for some much-awaited prata with classmates after school that day. guess who i saw! ling and stelly! omg. was super happy to see them. that day i felt like i suddenly really miss 414 a lot. :)))) 414 class outing in june yeeeeaaahhhh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and school still sucks. give me one good reason why school rocks. sigh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;im getting flabbier each day. really should start running again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;possibly going omni-theatre tomorrow to watch a show. hahahahaha. i'll probably get a headache after that, the screen is damn huge la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ah! survivor finale nownownow. byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;p.s. SWEET DREAMS, PEARL. heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-1325408996875238177?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/1325408996875238177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=1325408996875238177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/1325408996875238177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/1325408996875238177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/05/feeling-all-mixed-up-today.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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/_co5Sv8CbFyI/Rk2rT3lmtdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/vi--yVzI5wQ/s72-c/P5030021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-2278053074621391081</id><published>2007-04-29T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:38:26.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im high with excitement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AVIVA OPEN SINGAPORE 2007 IS COMING IN TWO, I REPEAT, TWO DAYS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;omg. this must be the most exciting event this year can. peter gade! my loveeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058722898011027234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_co5Sv8CbFyI/RjQxrGkU9yI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qDG5cjq17cA/s320/me+and+petergade!.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but oh my oh my the draw this year is like screwed. malaysia and singapore players are totally unlucky! susilo wont last beyond the second round, likewise for women's and men's doubles. :( and lee chong wei vs hafiz hashim in the first round?! haiiiiii. both are like my favourite m'sian players. why on earth are there so many msia vs msia and japan vs japan matches?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but at least gade had an okay draw. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh oh i found my arsenal shirt! :):):)))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today is shurong's birthday, yesterday was rachel's birthday, the day before was alex's birthday, and tomorrow is DOROTHY'S birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ALL OF YOU! LOVES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;strawberries, strawberries. my house is like a galaxy of fruits now. strawberries, apples, oranges, mangoes, bananas, plums and a whole honey dew. i likeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wahahaha i need to calm myself down to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TTFN! ta ta for now! gotta leave to meet melisa to study. hehs. :))))))))))&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/15829751-2278053074621391081?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/2278053074621391081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=2278053074621391081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/2278053074621391081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/2278053074621391081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-high-with-excitement.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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/_co5Sv8CbFyI/RjQxrGkU9yI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qDG5cjq17cA/s72-c/me+and+petergade!.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15829751.post-8204242198519069436</id><published>2007-04-18T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T00:01:05.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO ITS BEEN A HORRENDOUS DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO MUCH FOR HIGH HOPES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO MUCH FOR DETERMINATION, PERSEVERENCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO MUCH FOR.. EVERYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EVERYONE EXPECTED THIS, BUT IT STILL FEELS TERRIBLE, HORRIBLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LIKE NO ONE HAD ANY FAITH IN YOU, EVEN YOUR OWN TEAMMATES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND WHEN YOU HEAR SOMEONE MOCKING YOUR TEAM, HOW DO YOU FEEL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND ITS NOT JUST SQUASH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am trying to control, suppress my feelings. but today, i just couldn't do it. it was all too much for me to bear. everything is coming all at once. sometimes i feel life just takes us for fools. happy day, bad day, happy day, bad day. damn. i dun wanna continue on this any more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i have a whole list of people i think i should apologise to. hy, firstly, for being such an ass when you called me last night. you could probably tell something was wrong, but i just told you i was sleeping. im sorry babe, for not telling you and not sharing your excitement. but but you should know that you're still my beloved doubles partner and i still love you alot and trust me, when the time comes i'll be MORE excited than you are now! :):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;secondly, the ac girl whom i played and whom i kinda snubbed. she probably thought i have no sportsmanship whatsoever. haiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii shit man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thirdly, nicole tan. (im still phobic of the name nicole) you know i still love you. enjoy your HOT GUYS TRIP okay i am so envious but some good photos will suffice hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and everyone who i pulled a long face to. friends, family, teammates. i dont seem to be very happy this year. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im missing a whole lot of gp lessons and i am NOT happy. gp lessons are fun and the class seems to be doing all the exciting stuff now and im missing EVERYTHING. wthell. on a brighter note, bio test ytd was rather okay and i sincerely hope i can finally get a proper pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it still has been a sucky day and i still dont feel like facing everyone and everything tmr, but watching Planet Earth made me feel a teeny weeeeeeeeny bit better. the show is quite amazing. may tomorrow be a better day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[edit: okay someone wanted results. here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JJC 5  MJC 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JJC4  SRJC 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JJC 0   HCI 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JJC 1   ACJC 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to be played: jjc vs tjc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;guys' match were a pity. so freaking jealous of nj. if only we were in their group. its over its over its over i will not dwell on it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;good luck to all the other ccas, esp bball, track, hockey. go team jj!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-8204242198519069436?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/8204242198519069436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=8204242198519069436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/8204242198519069436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/8204242198519069436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/04/so-its-been-horrendous-day.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-9175503078545036530</id><published>2007-04-05T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T19:49:13.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[erased the earlier post because i decided this blog has no place for such entries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sigh. some things should be forgotten. I NEED TO MOVE ON.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, was home alone for the past weekend cos parents were away on cruise and brother 's always out. so the nybt girls came over to my place to pei me on a stormy saturday and we watched Final Destination(huiyu's WONDERFUL idea). thunder kept rumbling, all of us kept screaming. hahahaha. i love it. :):):))))) we were looking through some of my childhood photos as well and admit it la, i WAS RATHER CUTE KAY. played some long-awaited bridge and made plans for AVIVAAAAAA. hahahahahahah we are all so.. happy when together. muahhhh. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with the class people for sakae buffet last friday. zomg i didnt eat for one whole day after that and i was still full. hahaha. no la. by dinner i couldnt take it alr. but we ate a ton of food and talked about some issues. i was quite saddened and i hope things don't spiral out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then on tues coach came for trng and he got all pissed off by the guys AND girls he kinda stormed off. sigh. everyone's got their opinion and ive got mine too but there's no point saying anything now cos coach needs some cooling down time. we do too actually. there's a bit of turmoil now but it's nothing that can't be resolved so hopefully by next week when tournament starts everything will be fine again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today ESTHER came for marine biology seminar! yes ESTHER! michelle is forever the ps queen(not me k!). so me gina and esther went out for dinner after the seminar(which was really cool. we learnt about rays and sharks and mudskippers and sea turtles and dolphins). the 3 of us together is like super lame can. both of them just crack me up la hahaha. ESTHER! i forgot to tell you how your eyes light up when you're telling me juicy gossip hahaha. if you get very very tired of sa you can always come jj and find me k? haha. love reminiscing about first 3 months life with you. lets meet again soon soon k? or have a proper 04 outing with ms koh or sth. :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9 april is gonna be a killer date. napfa + math test + chem spa + MJ MATCH. HOW HOW. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;as you can tell my emotions are rather mixed up now. this kinda sucks. i should be contented with my life. okay i wanna say that the computer defeats its purpose cos its supposed to increase productivity and efficiency but people actually end up wasting more time on it so.. let me get back to my chem tutorial now byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-9175503078545036530?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/9175503078545036530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=9175503078545036530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That im stuck alone at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That i havent watched Music and Lyrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That my brother is being the biggggggest ass ever. pig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That my studies is going nowhere and my motivation is near zilch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That i am forever playing catch-up with my work and the feeling. just. sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That aviva is a WHOLE 1.5 months away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That i havent seen my nybt girls(except hy and wt) since... 10000 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That im not enjoying squash as much as i should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That my parents simply refuse to let me have a pet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That somehow i feel my life has no direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That i havent eaten my fave food, done my fave things (like baking), watched my fave shows in a long long while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That i havent seen ________ for a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the list goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tell me. isn't it true that, what i do in life is up to me and me myself. yet that is SO not the case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes in life, things get so bloody ironic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You know what i dream of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A house in the countryside, nice, big, spacious. i'd keep plenty of dogs, horses and other animals. everyday i'd come out, lie on a large green field and stare at the sky for a few hours, watch the sky as it changes from black to purple to pink to orange to blue then back again, and i'd count the endless blanket of stars. i'd feel the breeze against my face and listen to the different melodies of birds chirping. i'd hold garden parties and invite all my friends over and we'd talk over a nice big fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Of course, i'd be rich and i'd have a wonderful husband and we'd have at least 2 cute kids running around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ha. Didn't i say it's a dream? But just thinking about it makes me happy somehow. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Though im not exactly happy now and i have a lot of wishes to be fulfilled. Gah. I shouldnt complain so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some happy happenings! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friendlies with nj, vj and sp all went well. made lots of new friends HAHA. oh which reminds me i should go msg the nj captain now. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;F5 chalet was about the mahjong, the bbq, the self-entertaining, the singing, the arcade-ing and of cos the midnight 35km cycling. draining but nonetheless hell lots of fun! :) zomg cycling was crazy we went from pasir ris to changi village to changi airport and ALMOST went on to the highway. all that screaming, singing, cursing, i wish someone had taken it all down HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tanning session at east coast park was good. though i dont look any much different. and we actually fell asleep in the sun with tshirts over our faces hahaha how dumb is that. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and me and huiyu finally bought aviva earlybird tickets! wheeeeeeeeeeeeee. cant wait. nybt date at the indoor stadium from may 1-6 heh heh. been waiting almost a year for it now. GADE! (psst. he looks weird with his shaven head but oh well he still looks good muAhahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this entry is so disjointed ya i know. all the unhappy souls out there like me, this must be the emo season or sth, go and grab some happy food! stuff yourself in icecream and chocolate and jellybeans, everything will soon tide over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;phantom of the opera on tv tonight. shall go get some ice cream now TA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-5927961686955923072?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/5927961686955923072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=5927961686955923072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5927961686955923072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/5927961686955923072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/03/suddenly-i-am-feeling-rather-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-6834121556965650161</id><published>2007-02-25T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T23:49:40.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>transferring songs now to pearl who very cleverly gave me her thumbdrive and requested for a thumbdrive-ful of 'A-list' songs, as she put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she is SOOOO addicted to desperado. wahaha i love it when i make someone addicted to a song. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went new year shopping with that woman at vivocity on the day before chu xi, i ended up spending a bomb. which is actually a good thing because i am now a few pieces of clothing richer, and because i had at least something presentable to wear during cny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of cny, the angpao harvest this year has been rather fruitful. HAHAHA so has my gambling takings. this year damn exciting la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day one was spent first at my maternal grandparents' house, then at my paternal grandparents' house. my younger cousins have suddenly shot up in height. esp mr raynard tan. ah, the wonders of puberty. met new members of the family, the spouses of my older cousins. the first place was like real crowded cos my ahma had like, 12 children. who all had families of their own. do your calculations and you'll see why my family gatherings are all so exciting. :):)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OH MY TIAN THEO WALCOTT JUST SCORED FOR ARSENAL! ARSENAL 1 CHELSEA 0 as of the 13th minute YEAAAHHHHHHH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i watched Just Follow Law, the new Jack Neo movie on the midnight of cny day 1. went with my bro, karen, timothy, da gorgor and xiao gorgor, my cousins from my dad's side. hhahahhahah i think they are such entertaining people. karen and i were having a nice time talking about a certain topic heheh. i wish i see her more often! anw the movie was superb la, damn hilarious the whole cinema was like roaring with laughter throughout the movie. go catch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(WHAT THE HECK DROGBA JUST SCORED FOR CHELSEA. GO ARSENALLLLL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went house visiting throughout the 3-day holiday. on day 3 the squash team went to coach's house to bai nian. his dog was so adorable but so shy as well. had steamboat and then gambling again. very exciting, coach's coach(HAHA really) who's called chris helped me win some money. but another very exciting thing was that the national water polo players were there too! JEALOUS JEALOUS?? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ernest's house today with the F5 ogls. we are such gamblers sigh. i should go reflect. HEH. some people won big, some people lost big. helped ernest eat his beehoon so he wouldnt have to eat beehoon for the rest of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG23 people take note!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F5 family chalet details:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14-16 March(wed-fri, march hols)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Downtown East&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Might be a little bit squeezy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But nonetheless be lots of fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;JUST COME LA :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;had 3-way squash friendly with sji and tjc at sji last wed. didnt do too well. not very happy about it. thrashed tj but played badly against sji. we shall jiayou alright! the whole thing was quite fun though. i had a nice time talking with the tj people. okay at least they laughed at my joke la. HAHA. went for dinner after that with yuzheng bobo khairiz and zhiming. the cheese fries addicts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having another friendly with ajc next week. hope we do well. wah i think i can just die for bio and chem test. i really should start being very serious about schoolwork. but now let me go back to watching the league cup final. all the best for tests everyone. :) and have fun collecting all the uncollected angpaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-6834121556965650161?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/6834121556965650161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=6834121556965650161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/6834121556965650161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/6834121556965650161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/02/transferring-songs-now-to-pearl-who.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-117111007835714199</id><published>2007-02-10T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T20:28:50.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>waha havent been blogging eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days have been busy, been reaching home past nine and sleeping past one. parents are quite unhappy but they are taking it quite well till now. but i dread the day they see my results. things may be different then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh omg revelation is over and i didnt blog a single thing about orientation?! this is like so long overdue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;og 23 '07! this bunch of crazy retarded boys and girls can be quite lovable at times. AT TIMES. haaha. anyway they all have super strong mouth muscles or sth cos they can just go on and on and on and on about anything and they dont even realise it. seriously. my og is quite sick as well. you know what they gave me for my nickname? NIPPLE. yes nipple. just because i have dimples. what is the link huh. wahlauu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i love it that my og has tons of outings. i love it that they initiate these outings themselves and they never fail to pester their ogls to go. i love it that they stay back every single day after school to talk about anything and everything, so whenever im bored there'll always be my og waiting at the canteen. i love it that my og is forever so cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope all of you liked the gifts we gave you. your ogls always seem starved of ideas but the end product is always worth the tons of effort put in. love your smiles. KEEP SMILING! and keep the outings coming. :):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love family5 and my fellow ogls as well. leonard bobo chinhua and wute! you guys are great! ben's bbq, west coast bbq, all the og lunches and dinners, the banner paintings, the imm-ing, the bowling, the late nights spent during orientation doing up the test tubes, the day we almost stayed over at jp macs to do revelation gifts - i loved every single minute of it! i may not show it but i am actually really thankful to lead og23 with all of you. here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;leonard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - daddy of the og. retard who argues with me over the smallest things and aims to be a metrosexual. HAHA. og23 couldn't have done it without you! thanks for the non-stop singing while doing revelation gifts, it kept me from falling asleep! yeah man :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bobo&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;there can only be one bobo. THE bobo who farts out loud and is proud of it, THE bobo who is full of weird facial expressions and THE bobo who says the most retarded things. thanks for sending me home first in the cab that night, i know you wanted to go home too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;chinhua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - KUKU! kuku guy with the kuku face with the kuku-est statements ever. camwhore buddy with edmund the ahma. haha thanks for feeling emo with me at west coast. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wu te &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;- hey hey hey thanks for enduring my womanly complaints, sorry you had to go through it haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least... the FACILITATORS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no no i havent forgotten you guys. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yeewah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jessie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! you two are the only ones i really talked to. the camp wouldnt be a success if not for both of you and the other facs! i think the presence of the facs were much needed cos to me my own orientation was the best ever and my ogls were the best ever and orientation wouldnt feel like orientation without the presence of some seniors. okay im rambling. and thank you yeewah for the very special card! :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6311/193/320/851283/DSC00166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;og23! &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6311/193/320/763370/IMG_0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6311/193/320/258376/P1060059.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;YAY! presenting og23 ogls plus fac. anticlockwise from me: me leonard wute bobo yeewah and kuku. look at our SLEEPY eyes, this was like 4am or sth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6311/193/320/332376/P1040049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;during night games. kuku looking kuku! HAHA :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6311/193/320/210091/P1040033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me and yeewah. :) miss the F2 times!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6311/193/320/271052/IMG_0023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;JESSIE me pehyuzheng. do re mi. squashers unite. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6311/193/320/326158/water%20bomb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;during telematch. SEE the water bomb jessie is throwing? HAHA great shot! water bombs are such fun :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;okay. going out later for some shopping with nicole tan. F5 ogl outing at sentosa tmr! :) yayyy havent been to the beach in a looonnnnnggg time im finally going tmr. hope everyone goes and weather will be nice. good luck to myself for chem spa on monday! screwed up bio spa yesterday gahhhh. ouap lecture presentation went quite alright. cny is next week. been fattening myself up with all the goodies. lastly i just wanna say, GO FOR IT ALEX! heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;have a good day everyone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-117111007835714199?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/117111007835714199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=117111007835714199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/117111007835714199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/117111007835714199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/02/waha-havent-been-blogging-eh.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-116767294511609259</id><published>2007-01-01T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T01:46:27.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lo and behold, here comes 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not going to make any resolutions, cos most of the time the more you want something to happen the more it doesn't happen. and i don't exactly like making lists. BUT i do have some very sincere wishes for people and things close to my heart. some secret, some known. what's secret shall remain a secret. haha sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the prospect of what's coming up in 2007 isn't too exciting. (edit: actually its quite exciting but forgive me for my pessimism. im having a flu now and its giving me bad headaches and i've been grumpy all day. so there, i'll try to sound chirpier. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ogl, squash, FTP, and of course big ol' A's. study study study:( BUT there's always the overseas trip with the sexy nybt babes at year end to look forward to! it'll be my third one with them. YAY. cant wait cant waittttt. june suggested going backpacking. huiyu suggested going somewhere exciting to shop. waiyee suggested going phuket or anywhere else for its beautiful beaches. cindy will probably suggest doing overseas cip, at somewhere like mongolia. conclusion is? I WANT ALL OF THE ABOVE! haha. anything la, as long as we spend time together outside of singapore. :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ushered in the new year at june's new place yesterday! her house was very nice, 3-storey with a nice backyard. she has (get yourself prepared) &lt;strong&gt;8 parrots, 2 dogs and 1 cat&lt;/strong&gt;! and plenty of arowanas as well. happy and max, her dogs, were as grumpy as usual. cookie went out for a night walk so we couldn't see her. hahaha i love her animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the day started with long-awaited badminton at the stadium. i am seriously out of touch with the sport. me and huiyu lost two matches to wenting and waiyee! how can! straights sets summore leh! haha but it was hilarious la our shots kept going astray and the shuttle basically flew everywhere. lucky no one knew we were from nanyang badminton team HAHA. its been so darn long since i touched my racket, it sure felt good playing badminton doubles again. oh, and huiyu's FRIEND clovis came along to play and to collect his goldfish from huiyu. -biggrin-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(argh blogger is such a bitch, it wont let me post pictures!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to watch death note 2, in which waiyee nearly fell asleep cos she was watching it for the second time. i must say i am so amazed by L, and the way he holds things. before the movie we went to the arcade to play drums and bishi bashi, our two favourite games. almost went crazy in there, we were VERY un-feminine hahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie we mrt-ed down to cck to find our beloved cindy. who had no time to join us cos she was the ORGANISING CHAIRMAN of the cck countdown party! damn pro la she. anyway the whole area was nicely done up and the atmosphere was there so good job cindy! :):) though we hafta say please please PLEASE join us for next year's countdown because if you havent realised, you have missed out on TWO great parties cos you weren't with us last year as well! but being the nice supportive teammates we are, we forgive you. this girl felt guilty today so she msged all of us this morning. haha WE STILL LOVE YOU LA K! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we took a train down to yio chu kang to june's house for the actual party. met up with captain(who delightfully informed us that she ran 16k the day before. mad woman) and kristy there! greatttt to see them. then we saw that the table was filled with food like pork chops and monster prawns. june's parents are fantastic i tell you. :) so we started the bbq and it was really fun although there were a few mishaps along the way. BBQs are an nybt tradition, we can never let a whole year pass without having a couple of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kristy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was in her story-telling mood again, that girl just cracks everyone up. even her story about her house in malaysia getting burgled was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;captain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, as usual, kept getting harassed by kristy. she had a very impt update for everyone:). i fear it'll be half a year before i see her again, that busy woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;june&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, our good host, was in her armpit hair humour again. hahaha. okay i think only nybt understands that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;waiyee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was the main food eater. "i want prawns!...i want pork chop!...somebody get me marshmellow!" haha but the smart ass of the team still remains sexy even with the humongous amount of food intake. must be the touch rugby. or is it minkai? LOL. i'll have to ask her someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;huiyu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my dear doubles partner is... INDESCRIBABLE. hahaha no la, her 'durex' moment was actually the highlight of the evening. oh man it was so, so funny. her dad was so great, he sent both me and waiyee home even thought it was already super late. huiyu please help me say a big thank you to your dad!&lt;br /&gt;:):):)&lt;br /&gt;(wenting eunice cindy couldn't be there! so attendance was 6 out of 9. its okay. we will improve on it next year yes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played mahjong and cards and talked through the night. a few years ago we were discussing who will get boyfriend first, today we discussed who will DO IT first. HAHAHA and yes there was a unanimous vote! and then we talked about who will get married first. guess whose the first? (clue: its not me.) HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was my countdown party. last year we went crazy and crashed a stranger's party at a really posh house. not only did the owner not chase us out, but he treated us to champagne as well! haha, no such thing this year. the only thing missing were the stars in the sky:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent a lot of money this week. tues and wed had ogl camp, which was jj-style fun. though after a while you sort of become immune to the fun, making it seem not so fun. ok what am i talking about. but you get what i mean. dont get me wrong it REALLY was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs was ouap day. michelle came over my house in the morning to do report but we ended up gorging on pasar malam food, viewing photos and watching tv lol, so by evening time we weren't half done yet and we had to leave to meet the rest in town. but we stayed up the next night and yes we finished it in time to hand it in! met up with the ouap gang in town. namely linus sally nicholas alex and camie. :) it was rather chaotic cos we were scrambling everywhere trying to get tickets for death note, but in the end we couldn't get any so after a long while we just settled down at cine's cartel for dinner. michelle and i had a very good laugh about something along the way, hahaha we have such good telepathy. gotta say sorry to michelle alex and nicholas! cant believe i was so blur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday(29 dec) was so interesting. me and elaine met up with sinyee finally! we had a long lunch at billy bombers and talking to them is ever so funny. :) and then after that it became 'revamp-myself' day! elaine went for a MANICURE, a manicure! i have pictures to blackmail her with now. LOL elaine and manicure just DONT go together can? haha but she now has nice pretty nails while mine have nothing much to be proud of. BUT but but i went for a revamp myself! i didn't wanna enter the place but both of them dragged me in. heh it shall be a SURPRISE! till you see me. :):) but i must say the end result isn't that amazing. so keep your hopes low haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this has been a long, long post. but its been a great week and the time spent typing this whole chunk is definitely well worth it! :) hopefully ten years later when i look back on this post i'll smile and memories will flood back and so on. it's a great feeling to reminisce! so happy new year everyone. im looking forward to orientation, and cynthia has just told me great, great news about our class. so yes things are shaping out to be just fine, let us welcome the new year with open arms! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. so cheesy. bye, all you out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-116767294511609259?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/116767294511609259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=116767294511609259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/116767294511609259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/116767294511609259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2007/01/lo-and-behold-here-comes-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-116663945103966200</id><published>2006-12-21T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T02:30:51.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmmmmm. had lotsa things to say, but encountering 'blogger's block' now. okay not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back from adelaide ouap since 8 days ago. what a trip! it was very super damn FUN TO THE MAX(emphasising my limited vocab, if you realise). it'll be a bore describing everything in words, though i want to cos i believe in the power of words. HAHA. but ain't pictures worth a thousand words. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6311/193/320/658913/IMG_0080.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;group photo at one of the Naracoorte Caves (which are karst landforms, with all the stalactites and stalagmites). smiles aplenty! even though it was actually freezing in the caves. i had a short dizzy spell in one of them, it was pretty embarrassing cos they were shouting around for plastic bag as they thought i was gonna puke. i didnt la, and ms amy helped me out of the cave. which was a challenge cos the caves were DEEP underground so we sorta had to climb a long way in and out. but the caves were one of the highlights of the trip, i loved it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6311/193/320/106698/Adelaide%20070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAHA. CLASSIC. check out ms lum's face!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6311/193/320/541573/IMG_0114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;near the Naracoorte area, which is recognised more for the hundreds of thousands of fossils present in the caves rather than the caves itself. see how the front row is alternating in red/white? there. a touch of singapore in australia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6311/193/320/501627/IMG_0133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and this was the performance we attended that was held, as you can see, in a cave. EVERYTHING in Naracoorte has to do with caves i swear. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the star of the night was one of the leads in Phantom of the Opera! how cool is that! there were these two shuaiges, one sang 'my grown up christmas list' and the other played his violin. the cave looks pretty creepy here but it really wasn't. the place was lighted up with plenty of candles, otherwise it would have been pitch black. after the concert we took a night walk deep into the back of the cave, it extends way beyond the area behind the stage. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;speaking of night walks, we had at least 3 or 4 of them in the trip, into jungles and conservation parks where nocturnal animals(mostly marsupials like kangaroos and possums) were active. LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT! i think marsupials are so amazing. and so adorable. aww.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6311/193/320/32171/S5030104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;miss amy toh! she was supposed to be having a short gp-like lesson, cant rmb what made her so animated here. HAHA. ms toh is a funny teacher. sweet, nice, caring on the outside, BUT dont be fooled. once she starts making fun of you she'll never stop. put her together with ms lum and they instantly become the crapping duo. they are super lame can. but okay la, she IS rather sweet, nice and caring. (only for the first few days)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6311/193/320/89508/S5030190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;anti-clockwise from left top: charis camie me kenneth alex michelle and STEVE! this was lunch at The Cheese Factory. which was really not a cheese factory but a name for the restaurant. lunch was fish and chips, which was simply fabulous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6311/193/320/196923/S5030366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we were all fascinated by the two possums peering out of the hole. if you squint really hard you might be able to see something furry. everyone took turns feeding them, it was hard not to cos they were SOOOO adorable. (this was the bottom of a sinkhole)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6311/193/320/326524/S5030369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;clockwise from right top: me, michelle, ms lum, camie, peter our travel agent, ms toh, and JANE! our lovely tour guide cum bus driver who bops to the music on the bus while navigating winding roads high up on the hills.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;jane is amazing. she is so fun-loving, she prepared water bombs(YES we played water bombs. while it was freaking cold) for us to play and took us to impromptu trips to nearby towns to see christmas light-ups and made it possible for us to have TWO barbecues. her birthday happened to fall during our trip and so we prepared many many surprises for her, one of which we ambushed her and everyone poured PAILS of water on her. and she took it like one cool lady. on the last day we were so sad and she was so sad, right before we left at the airport she gave each and every one of us quick little hugs. now we're planning to make our own ouap shirts and mail one to jane and steve. :):):)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;those photos were taken at Naracoorte, where we were at for the last 4 days. the first 4 days we were at Adelaide Hills, where i actually enjoyed myself more. the skies there were totally cloudless, every night we would venture out of our bunkhouse to look at stars. the whole sky was covered with stars, it was so so beautiful. the feeling of just staring up at the sky, soaking in the stars was just great. i wish i could take a photo of it but my camera wasnt good enough. finally i was starry-eyed, over ACTUAL stars. and the hills were so scenic, there were horses everywhere!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;oh yes speaking of stars(how can i forget!), I SAW NOT ONE, NOT TWO, BUT THREE SHOOTING STARS!! oh man. i was DAMN excited when i saw them each time. i never saw any before this trip! the feeling is just.. wonderful. shooting stars!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;okay enough about the trip lol. holidays have been zooming by. for the record, im in Family 5, og 23 next year. okay la, not too bad. ogl activities have been fun, with games trial and banner painting. melisa finally acknowledges that she bullies me! see see. i've been getting bullied all my life. so sad. am i really so bully-able?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;my my. after talking about adelaide i really got no mood to talk about anything else. we'll just leave it at this then. my life is pretty mundane anyway, nothing much to say. HAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6311/193/320/133359/Adelaide%20084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something from aussie. so let's drink to life. cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-116663945103966200?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/116663945103966200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=116663945103966200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/116663945103966200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/116663945103966200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2006/12/hmmmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-116456311640697951</id><published>2006-11-26T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T01:45:16.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;man u vs chelsea&lt;/u&gt; is going to start soon, in like 2 mins. OOOH exciting exciting. even though i am quite heartbroken that arsenal lost to BOLTON(of all teams) last night, and despite the fact that i stayed up till 3am to watch that match im still going to watch this match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i wish both teams would somehow lose, HAHA maybe even better get into a huge brawl so that both teams get points deducted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i am back from children's camp. DAMN FUNNN. :):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a short line that describes but doesn't quite justify the camp, we played MANY free-time games, went to singapore discovery centre, jurong FROG farm, snow city, played golf, pool, table tennis, soccer, had a talent night, learnt many yellow jokes from the adults and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kids were adorable i tell you, ADORABLE. and humans have a natural tendency to pay more attention to the CUTER kids. ask cynthia and sinyee. HAHA. i think celest and elia got quite sick of them lol. my group is like a cute-kid group, out of 10 5 are 5-6 year olds. kids of that age are the ultimate man. you just wanna squeeze their cheeks, hold their hands, hug them cuddle them! they laugh at everything, pout at everything, get excited about everything. though being RICH, PAMPERED KIDS they are extremely picky about food too. but even the way they are picky is adorable as well. :):) omg i can go on and on and on about the kids. argh pictures are with fiona!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to us adults. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall divulge that.. I AM NOW A MASTER DRIVER OF A GOLF BUGGY! hahahahahah. really okay not lying. coach taught us all, i went driving round the whole 18 holes of the golf course, then me and melisa went driving at MIDNIGHT on the main road and on the course, with no lights on anywhere so we were only relying on our night vision. damn exciting can! it was the wee hours the roads were deserted, the course was deserted, simply perfect. the feeling of the night air rushing past my face was just FANTASTIC. [omg! saha just scored for man u! &gt;.&lt;] then when it was coach's turn to drive and me and mel were sitting beside him it was really adrenaline rush man(inside joke). we were cracking up so badly when we came to abi's 'crash site', where she crashed into the bushes earlier on and we could actually see the marks of the buggy hahahaha really hilarious my gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there. big achievement. :) coach says driving buggy is actually harder than driving car, which means i can probably drive a car! yeah like real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i did mention we went to the frog farm did i. I HELD A FROG WITH MY BARE HANDS! yes a big, slimy, green, croaking american bullfrog. i was so petrified my hands were shaking like mad. then coach pretended to pass me food pellets to feed the frogs but his hands were actually holding a baby frog, i screamed like mad i tell you. and he was having so much fun, he THREW a small little baby frog at me and i was so scared i fell on my butt omg it was really embarrassing. all the kids, coach, the helpers were like laughing at me la! esp this boy called mathew, he decided to carry a frog and follow me. grrr. candice wouldn't stop reminding me of that episode. yes candice the supposed-to-be adult who is so not innocent(what cb leaf, what side income) and who wouldn't stop da3 pan4-ing herself before taking photos and who has the most awesome(okay more of enviable) job in the world(events executive).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's lots more to talk about, like my safari bed adventure and snow city and mr blur king(BRYAN!, the boy who walks like a pregnant woman) and ms sexy beast(CELEST, lol so predictable), but i'd never stop and i really wanna get back to watching the match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll super duper miss the kids a lot, kids like cristine brandon bryan daniel daryl tenghan aaron celest elia russell malcolm chloe etc. &lt;3 now i understand why jessie wanted to help out in the camp again so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with bert and his friends last night, watched happy feet. the show let me down a bit, the starting was so nice, so musical-like and all but the ending was like shit. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hit me yesterday that squash is a much more individual sport than badminton is and that saddens me quite a lot. it's probably why i don't enjoy squash as much. one-point can scarcely be considered teamplay, even squash doubles cant. it irks me really badly when i don't enjoy something as much as i should and normally would. like squash, like studying bio, like going online. okay ignore that last point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the china ouap people left today, perth and yunnan people will be gone on tuesday and that leaves me quite alone in singapore for the rest of the week before i leave for adelaide next monday. :( how now brown cow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"One Tree Hill extended."&lt;/strong&gt; OMG that has gotta be the best news i've heard this week! one tree hill rocks totally, im so addicted to it. &lt;strong&gt;"The show has seen ratings growth this season...beat Fox's The O.C. last week."&lt;/strong&gt; yeah man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life's like a road that you travel on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When there's one day here an' the next day gone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes you bend, sometimes you stand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes you turn your back to the wind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a world outside every darkened door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where blues won't haunt you anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where brave are free an' lovers soar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come ride with me to the distant shore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is a highway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna ride it all night long&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you're going my way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, I wanna drive it all night long&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is a highway! happy holidays everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-116456311640697951?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/116456311640697951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=116456311640697951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/116456311640697951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/116456311640697951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2006/11/man-u-vs-chelsea.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-116394420501616502</id><published>2006-11-19T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T22:08:51.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>excited! im feeling EXCITED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going off for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;children's camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at sembawang country club from tmr to wed. and no, im not a participant. im a nanny! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so myself and the other helpers will take care of 10 kids each. and we'll be learning how to drive a golf buggy! we've got so many activities planned im actually worried how to complete them. plus the club's got new facilities like POOL and AIR HOCKEY yay unlimited play! :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im quite looking forward to the money i'll be getting. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been playing quite a bit of squash, at safra and in school. that day samuel, shaun, lena, aircon man and gerald came down to play with us:) there was like 4 generations of players in the court playing one-point hahaha. in a way it was quite nerve-wrecking cos the j2s started coming in droves to watch us play. me and trish got some coaching from samuel while fiona got PERSONAL coaching from shaun. oh and lena was feeling a bit high that day. heh. fun fun hope they'll come down again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;safra trainings were good too. mr yong is quite patient after all. and mr koh is a VERY happy guy hahahahahaha he wouldnt stop laughing and smiling. see, squash uncles ARE nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andy just called me. ?!?!?!?!?!? bit weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nybt had a date on tues. we went for kbox in the morning then adjourned to my house to watch movie and play bridge then left for seoul garden where we ate for 3 hours oh it was such a fun day i love them so. &lt;3 read through nybt blog archives. damnnnnn funneh. mygawd. that site is such a treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dunno what im feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're telling me so many things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i dunno what to make of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe, just maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but still-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what if-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-116394420501616502?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/116394420501616502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=116394420501616502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/116394420501616502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/116394420501616502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2006/11/excited-im-feeling-excited-going-off.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-116318705240115760</id><published>2006-11-11T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T03:30:52.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoaa i am quite excited right now cos i just found a site which is like a paradise of korean drama songs and my mom just bought My Girl today and and i just read about Goong 2(its called PRINCE Hours hahaha the story sounds great cant wait) AND i just saw my name SOMEWHERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the final reason shall remain a secret. MY secret. muahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so intercon tournament is finally finally over. my matches were disgusting la, no point talking about them. squash uncles are friendly people. :) i would be sitting there watching others play and suddenly this uncle watching beside me would go: "wah, fierce match ah. ... so what school you from? ... OH jj? ... train under which coach? ohhhhhhh GAN!" and he'll just keep talking. and there was this match i lost, as soon as i came out of the court everyone, EVERYONE stuck their hand out for me to shake and they went, nice match! even though it was anything but nice. hmm but i didnt really enjoy the tournament la, marigold was nicer. kallang gets boring after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the best thing to come out of it was actually... ALBERT! aha mr B-grader nice rich smart-ass guy(or so i thought) actually turned out to be so lame and so not-smart i think it was rather entertaining for zm and me. on the last day of competition the 3 of us went out for supper, he wouldn't stop being annoying and he kept playing stupid pranks on me. but i shall be nice and praise him a little bit. he's like our older brother in our team, since me and zm were new and all, and we should really thank him for sending us home after every match(although he almost gave me a heart attack by attempting to break his speeding record). that night we had supper and the 3 of us talked till really late and i was getting quite flustered cos i havent touched my i&amp;r which was due the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIYA okay la talk so much about him for what lol. just like to say, been nice knowing you la, hope the 3 of us can get together again soon, should be quite easy since we all live yew tee. then you can tell us more about zouk and mambo nights HEH. you can come jj be our private coach, private tutor, private whatever haha. but NO for goodness sake i do not need tuition in the holidays(crazy) maybe next year yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;squash today was a tiring, EXCITING affair. we played doubles and me and trish were having a dropping battle. nothing more satisfying than to save a good drop and then returning with another good drop HAHAHAH. both of us got whacked in the arm, but i think hers is worse cos she got close to 8 injuries today ha. hilarious, laughed till i felt giddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh i saw thamwaiyee today! :):):) at the exact same place i saw mel yesterday lol. yes yes 14 nov!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the time, im still totally wide awake. going safra to train tmr, HMMMMM i shall drag myself there. and mel wants to drag me to causeway point tmr. in a whiny mood, shall listen to some green day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you have the time to listen to me whine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;About nothing and everything all at once&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am one of those&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Melodramatic fools&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Neurotic to the bone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No doubt about it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes I give myself the creeps&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It all keeps adding up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I'm cracking up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I just paranoid?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or am I just stoned&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-116318705240115760?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/116318705240115760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=116318705240115760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/116318705240115760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/116318705240115760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2006/11/whoaa-i-am-quite-excited-right-now-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-116265901062379821</id><published>2006-11-04T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T00:50:10.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went kallang for inter-constituency match today. i played cos valen couldnt come. i cant seem to do well in competitive matches hai. what is wrong with me! i simply couldnt move and all my shots went into the tin. all the various profanities were like ringing in my head. #&amp;^%#!%*&amp;amp;! its very super damn frustrating when you set yourself up in a good position to kill the ball and you end up hitting the tin. :( so what if i do well in trng? its these matches that count at the end of the day. gahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i finally see the usefulness of a sports psychologist. ny badminton wanted to employ one a few years ago, i was totally against it. hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhiming was pretty bummed he didnt get to play. all the more so cos we lost 3-1 to cashew. but bryden won :) found out sth about him today ahahaha. and he's a freaking D grader, did you guys know! albert wants to give me tuition. for a smart-ass guy who scored 3 As and 1 C, i think he's a pretty good catch? ha ha. we'll see. maybe i'll outdo him and score 4 As. you never know. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visited my grandpa today. i was quite happy cos he recognised me! its a big, big improvement in his condition. one of the greatest lies on earth, they say, is when an old person claims to want to die early. please take good care of your grandparents! i passed by several blocks of one-room flats in toa payoh earlier today and i couldnt help wondering what lay behind all those closed doors. no doubt, most of them are owned by really, really old people. how on earth do they live alone, behind closed doors? i think the plight of old people is one of the saddest on this planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in sec 2 we had a group of elderly visit our school, and my class was chosen to interact with them as part of cip. so i got close to this 80-plus-old lady and she started talking to me in a mix of chinese and teochew. her voice was soft and slightly gruffy, laced with the signs of age. turned out she was a war survivor and she had been abandoned by her children and her husband died long ago. then she started tearing and crying &lt;em&gt;in the saddest way you could possibly imagine&lt;/em&gt;. gosh, that scene would remain stuck with me for the rest of my life. the whole time, she talked, and i listened. i held her hand throughout and you could see how much she appreciated such a simple gesture. after the session ended she wouldnt stop thanking me and get this, she told me not to &lt;em&gt;waste any more time on a woman like her&lt;/em&gt; and to concentrate on my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess what i wanna say is that everyone needs a little love. that old lady had been deprived of love for so long, she'd forgotten what it was like to be loved. she felt worthless. the fact remains that old people remain the outcasts of our society. sometimes all they need is just a listening ear. last year we went down to kwong wai shiu hospital for cip, that place had an undeniable aura of sadness in it, you just cant help feeling that the old people there were just waiting to die. so we sang to them and immediately we could sense the difference it made in them. so as i say, a little love can make all the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im proclaiming my love to all my family and friends out there! LOVE LOVE LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming back to my normal self, friendly at warren tmr. should i go? i need to start running regularly again, my stamina is seriously like shit. turned down a job offer that pays $48 a day. :( man u is up 2-0 against portsmouth after 10 mins of play. ah damn. i really wanna watch The Prestige. in the mood of intellectual shows now. in about 10 mins, i'll be able to watch The Departed. hooray! and people who've been asking, squash issues are more or less solved. im fine, dont worry. :) cindy and i talked last night, we've come up with some very exciting plans. we'll see how everything turns out. cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;randomness galore. goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-116265901062379821?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/116265901062379821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=116265901062379821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/116265901062379821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/116265901062379821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2006/11/went-kallang-for-inter-constituency.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-116239895042988560</id><published>2006-11-01T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T16:08:47.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a bit of a housewife day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elaine ttl and shatricia the three very funny women came over for a baking session HAHA. elaine had such a great urge to bake today, she woke me up bright and early to make me agree to bake. miss nair came at the last minute, superb ah she. ttl the big pig took took ten thousand years to get ready. so i met elaine at je popular and we wanted to steal recipes from the cookbooks there but we decided to just use betty crocker's recipe. then trish came and we went to Phoon Huat: Baking Made Easy! no kidding. that was the shop name. and it was there that we decided to make MUD PIE. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got our materials and we went back to my house. ate and watched tv and used com for a while while waiting for ttl to come and then we began baking. trish was making herself VERYYYY useful, elaine was screaming at her to get her ass moving hahahaha. basically the whole preparation process was, in one word, MESSY. the radio was rather distracting, we kept stopping to sing and dance. trish kept touching her hair while mixing the mixture, which was a BIG NO-NO in baking and cooking and it made elaine all irked up HEHEH it was very funny la. and elaine had to hit me on the head with the mixing bowl, of all things. not funny, kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we let the thing bake and me elaine ttl played scrabble, uno stacko, HAPPY FAMILY AND DONKEY hahahahahahha kindergarden games omg. trish was in her cave the whole time, coming out once in a while to spy on us, and she was the self-assigned dj of the day. somehow theme of the day was RETRO so all the songs she played were 6 years and older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a while later the mud pie was done. it was disastrous hahaha. i think betty crocker would kill herself if she finds out that her recipe was used in making the mud pie. really. we had such high hope for it while it was in the oven can! the smell coming out from it was heavenly i think cos of the cocoa. but in the end the pie was damn sweet la. a bit diabetic can? we actually prepared this whipping cream that we whipped ourselves and everything was fine until the electric mixer suddenly went crazy and the cream started flying everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's okay. one day we'll be top-class bakers and we'll set up a shop selling cakes and pies and brownies and all the customers will come flocking to us OKAY? :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahah but i think first we really need to brush up on our baking skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sinyee the busy mugger woman from ac i havent seen you for eons when are you gonna come huh! oh well. study hard for chinese a's first, im SURE you have been doing that. maybe its because you weren't here today thats why the pie didnt turn out good. haha so make sure you come the next time okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/193/320/PB010179.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;happy pretty women! :):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-116239895042988560?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/116239895042988560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=116239895042988560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/116239895042988560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/116239895042988560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-was-bit-of-housewife-day.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-116222950302239772</id><published>2006-10-31T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T01:42:44.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>current music: Desperado - The Eagles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighhhhhh. in the good-song-only mood now. i can sit here all night long at my comp, singing along to no one in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lock the door, leave the world behind&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warning, this'll be a long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past week have been a frenzy, what with peter nicol/azlan iskandar coming down to sunny singapura, ogl stuff, np friendly and finally we had a nybt day out, morning till night. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;peter nicol&lt;/span&gt;, by the way, is the world's &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOP&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; squash player. he's been in the top 10 of the world rankings in the past 10 years and i find it highly unjustified that he got almost zero publicity in his visit to singapore. how can! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;azlan&lt;/span&gt;, meanwhile, is this upcoming player who's currently the world no 12. me, trish, cal, fiona and tanxin were in a mad, mad rush to catch both players for their exhibition match and their squash clinic at sji on mon and wed. we got photos taken and autographs signed, it was VERY exciting indeed. :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trish wanted to put on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bright red&lt;/span&gt; lipstick and give them big kisses, yes they were THAT cute. pity she didnt manage to. wahaha. went crazy on monday after the exhibition match when out of the 4 of us who went and 10 prizes available in the lucky draw, 2 of us won. there were more than 300 people packed into the spectator stand. o.O it's called lady luck haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think, best day last week without a doubt goes to friday! please &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;nybt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hadn't had a proper outing since five thousand years ago can. so i was terribly happy on friday when i finally saw huiyu, waiyee, june, captain, cindy and kristy(eunice couldnt come. sad)! haiii. there just isn't anyone like these women in jj. no one as retarded, crude(LOL), HUNGRY, loud, fun, lovable and mad all in one. all of us went through 4 years together, we've had our ups and downs, and we came out stronger as a team. i guess no one can take that away from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what i miss most? our saturday afternoon trainings! when we would meet and wait outside the hall for bballers to leave, meanwhile doing our 8 rounds round the 4 levels, then we'd train till 1, leave for kap or coro for lunch and we'd come back for 'leisure' trng till 5. the times when 4 of us doubles players would end up on the floor laughing in the middle of a doubles match. when we'd play the running game or the triples game. we'd play bridge on the stage waiting for courts to be available, or do last-min homework or just talk. waiyee would play the piano while the rest of us gathered round it and SANG. after trng, we'd change behind the stage and we'd make extra fun of the person changing bra. we'd order the juniors to open the windows, and they'd start whining. we'd be going round the hall keeping nets, poles, picking up shuttles and stray feathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing now: good riddance(time of your life) - green day. sigh, how appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the crisis playing out in the squash team now is making me miss my badminton days even more. i had wished, SO HARD, that i would love my cca as much as i did in nanyang. that my team would be as bonded as nybt. don't get me wrong, i do like squash a lot. but i don't love it. i'm trying as hell to. but the more i try, the worse i play, the less i feel like playing. see the pattern? and in terms of teammates, it felt good at the start but with the number dwindling down to a pathetic 6 now, i dunno what to feel. but im thankful for the committed ones: trish, cal, fiona, jamie, tan xin. given time, im sure all of us will have more great times together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess everyone can tell i AM quite affected by the quittings. i thought i wouldn't be, everyone was just saying, let them quit la whats the big deal. am i the only one who is genuinely disturbed by all of it? its been nagging on my mind since i first had news of it. i never wanted it to come to this, really. as much as i tried to convince myself otherwise, i couldn't do it. i feel a sense of anger and guilt all at once. and its particularly frustrating because when i try to talk to somebody about it i tend to fumble and not get the right words and feelings out. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling so down right now, not even &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;peter gade&lt;/span&gt; can perk me up. i almost cried on saturday, but i forced my tears back in. i normally dont do that, but i was trying to psycho myself. omg why am i blogging in this manner. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;CHEER UP SINYU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need some happy food. some chocolates, some ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall end off by saying: &lt;strong&gt;my dear existing squash teammates, lets train hard for nationals next year alright!&lt;/strong&gt; we'll achieve something next year, without the help of some people, yes we will. yep, we sense a bit of bitterness here. TATA people, magnum almond indeed did me some good. hail the inventor of ice cream. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-116222950302239772?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/116222950302239772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=116222950302239772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/116222950302239772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/116222950302239772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2006/10/current-music-desperado-eagles.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-116127662476430753</id><published>2006-10-19T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T01:10:18.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Words fail me, i am quite overcome with emotions right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just caught "O", the censored version. i wanted to watch it mainly cos of josh hartnett(hee), and also because it was adapted from Othello which was a shakespeare play. the movie turned out to be so dark and depressing i kinda regretted watching it on a day when i was good-mooding. some scenes were rather intense and the ending was just scary and depressing. and when i say depressing, i mean &lt;strong&gt;depressing&lt;/strong&gt;. i mean like, everyone died in the end! though it's a rather good show, something different from all the fluff these days. but really, jealous friends can do you in. they'd appear nice and understanding on the outside but inside their twisted brain they're hatching this evil plot to destroy everything you have. go watch the show, it's VERY thought-provoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note. huiyu has been proclaiming her undying love for me and nybt over the last few days! HAHA my dear doubles partner, can i tell you that i lovvvveeeee you too! and it feels like nothing has changed though it's been quite long. :):):) cindy hasn't changed one bit too hahaha. that day we had a conference, it felt like the good old days. JUST THAT THE OTHERS DIDNT CALL IN! grrrr. huiyu or cindy can you two pls start doing all the pestering hahaha. i tried okay! people like captain june waiyee wenting! and eunice and kristy. some of you are hopelessly busy. i've said my piece alr! okay to huiyu la which is a bit no point. you know just a few days ago i was looking through all our nybt photos, our sec 2 ugly-neoprints period, june cam-whoring and training pics, malaysia trip and genting pictures and everything. we all looked so young and innocent and happy. :) sigh we really need to meet up. FULL TEAM no less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and huiyu! my boobs have been growing! how bout yours! waahhahhahaha. and sato lost in the first round of japan open i bet you must have been so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday i met up with the PAE 06s04 gang and we went to MS KOH'S HOUSE! it was her baby's full month, the boy's called URSUS(tell me is that name cool or is it cool!) and he's super cute la! we sort of couldn't stop gushing over his cheeks and his hair. ms koh had a pug too, yes a PUG! hahaha its branded okay. its name is CARTIER! hahaha i kept playing with it and it kept wanting to drink our pepsi. we kinda made ourselves at home, ordered pizza, sang karaoke(LOL damn fun), played pig and heart attack and mahjong, and were the last to leave. oops. esther and i got damn high singing songs. she borrowed one whole bag of karaoke vcds from ms koh hahaha. and we bought a very cool present for ms koh and her husband and her baby. :):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i went for dinner with THE class people. meaning the few of us. we had sambal stingray and sambal kangkong and i finally satisfied my one-month craving for stingray hahaha. was super bloated after that. but it was nice and fun and hope we can do more of it in the future! let us finish everything we have planned on our list LOL. it's all food trips muahahah we are such pigs but hey eating is the greatest enjoyment okay. okay not the greatest but it's ranked pretty high up there. :) hope the rest can come next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty troubled with squash stuff these days. i feel like i've gone past the stage of not caring but deep down i guess i still feel affected. a funny tingling sense of betrayal. correct word? i dunno. oh well. at least i got a commited bunch of people willing to train more and everything. like trish, calista, tanxin, fiona. oh jamie too. and i haven't been playing well at all. my court shows are too big for me and they caused me to actually sprain my right butt. such that i cant put my right leg up over my left leg now cos it hurts. bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've finally told my parents about my results. and boy, are they unhappy. i wish they'd think about the effort i put in and the fact that i did my best rather than looking at just the results. especially bio and math. chem too actually. and i feel quite peeved that they overlooked the fact that i did quite well for geog and gp. like hello! give me some credit at least. but no. im not saying im okay with my grades but i wish they'd be more understanding. sigh. parents. i remember how happy they were on the day i got my psle mark, i wish somehow i can make them feel that way again. oh well. it's a long, hard road ahead but let's all press on and NOT play too much and NOT sleep too much(in lectures) and practise more sdsm. j2 awaits. okay people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signed up for ogl, im thinking if i decide to back out i'll just not attend interview. ms goh seemed a little bit reluctant to write a recommendation. ummmmmmmmmm. what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im reading this 1006-page book now, Jonathan Strange &amp; Mr Norrell. a bit mad, but it's nice cos it's about magicians and i like magicians. i wanna watch The Prestige! hugh jackman! okay this is a super duper long post and i hope this makes a certain poopy happy. HAAHA you're one and only man. i'll do some work on my op slides then im off to read my book okay byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i go, i shall post(for the thousandth time) one of my most favourite nybt photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/193/320/P7020059.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;muahhh. &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-116127662476430753?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/116127662476430753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=116127662476430753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/116127662476430753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/116127662476430753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2006/10/words-fail-me-i-am-quite-overcome-with.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-116015965907541546</id><published>2006-10-07T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T02:34:19.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BIG YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROMOS ARE OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay promos were actually over on wed. :) mixed feelings over the papers, i dont wish to mull over it anymore. so after bio me cynthia abby and sy went to imm to chill out. we were quite excited over the new extension, it looked great. basically we ate, gossiped, icekachang-ed, walked around and made nice plans. the party mood hadn't really set in yet, not helped by the bio essay question tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was more of a party day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MELISA, MY FAVOURITE FILIPINO MAID. glad you enjoyed youself, the bbq was fab. you've been quite a blessing to me this year, in more ways than one. i think you know it. :):) MANYMANYLOVEEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and please know that i won't blame you for quitting squash for netball. and please don't try to stay in squash just for me. although it'll get just that bit lonelier during training and i'll miss your absolutely random quotes in court, i'll be quite fine. :) we can still go home together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was quite panicky on thurs morning. but it all turned out good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday! which was yesterday. I WENT SHOPPINGGGG. like finally. with my mom no less. she took the day off just to go shopping with meeeeee. i shopped the whole day till my pants almost dropped, then we capped the day with SAKAE! my mom ordered super alot of stuff i just sat there and wouldnt stop eating. retail and food therapy does wonders for the body and soul. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today my mom's gonna have a bowling tournament. she's representing her company, i think they had no one else to choose haha. i may go and watch and play a few games myself, its been SO long since i last stepped into a bowling alley. bowling is fun and it gets addictive, when you get a good strike you feel this superb sense of euphoria, and the whoops of joy that you hear in a bowling alley can be quite amusing as well. but too bad i don't quite have the time and capital to do it often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw the exterior of vivocity yesterday! omg its HUGEEE laaa, it looks absolutely fantastic and its opening TODAY! there's gonna be shops like GAP, zara, topshop, BeBe, and plenty others to choose from. newspaper says its the size of suntec AND Tangs combined! wow, i think it's like the most exciting thing to hit town recently(other than the haze). cant wait to go take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of the mist, yes the air quality's noticeably gone down and it smells smoky, but i kinda like the feeling of everything being shrouded in mist(i prefer to think of it as mist rather than smoke). reminds me of genting:):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and this Sungei Kadut factory near my house was on fire yesterday! it was in the news. i saw the huge plumes of black smoke rising up into the sky and the trains were stuck and everything. the last time a fire happened was 3 or 4 years ago, it happened at like 3 am and i remember i got woken up by the screeching fire engines. i could see the bright yellow flames then, they were HUGE, there were sparks all over. apparently fires are so common they built a fire station right in the middle of the industrial estate itself. rather scary but it's more exciting than scary dont you think. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we'll be getting back our papers next week. better get myself mentally prepared. training starts next week too. hmmmmm. i guess it's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun people. oh, and take good care of your noses during this period of time. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-116015965907541546?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/116015965907541546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=116015965907541546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/116015965907541546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/116015965907541546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2006/10/big-yay-promos-are-over-okay-promos.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-115928890473846243</id><published>2006-09-27T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T00:41:45.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate how people always push their shit to me. these people are so freakin self-centred they dunno the meaning of COURTESY. just telling me what YOU want and then what, wait for me to tell you it'll all work out because its what YOU want? then make a hell lot of noise when you're told you cant have it? well let me tell you i dont give a shit about what you want and as a matter of fact, what you want isn't even possible. oh wait a minute, you're so caught up with yourself you probably dont know what suits you actually gives a million other problems to OTHER people. well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people just don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting all these stupid problems at totally the wrong time. it's promos I WANT TO STUDY for the very simple fact that i dont wanna retain. and while all you senseless idiots out there study your asses off getting all those facts into your pea brains, please note that i am SLOGGING my guts out for you and not touching my notes SO STOP ASKING ME WHETHER IM DONE STUDYING because the answer is so freaking obvious. and dont gloat in front of me, it's revolting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ineedtorant. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need some sdsm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cannot wait, CANNOT WAIT for promos to end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-115928890473846243?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/115928890473846243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=115928890473846243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115928890473846243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115928890473846243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-hate-how-people-always-push-their.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-115841856194993431</id><published>2006-09-16T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T23:06:22.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i reckon yesterday would be my last day of respite before promos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school was.. okay. jj had a blackout, again. i only had two lessons for the day, with a three-hour break sandwiched in between. during the break i had some time to myself since the rest were at chinese, i think it did some good to me. though the benches weren't a very good place to be alone cos SO many people passed by and disturbed me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, rushed down with f to yiochukang straight after school for &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;squash&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;jurong to yck&lt;/strong&gt; is no joke okay! it was NOT good at all, both of us couldn't hit well and i think coach was frustrated as hell. my stamina has dropped a lot since training stopped, a few runs up and down the court left me severely short of breath. banged my racket against the wall several times, i think its about to suffer the fate of jamie's racket. ah, crap. oh my marigold opponent, the sp girl who won me, was there training too. i was like praying she didn't see me but i think she did. mm who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, coach brought us down to &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sembawang country club&lt;/span&gt; to hit some balls. &lt;strong&gt;GOLF&lt;/strong&gt; balls. along the way he picked up this really adorable boy called ben cos he's teaching him swimming, he's 5 and FULL of chatter. it was weird cos he made us go into ben's house and look at his dogs. saw a rather peculiar cross breed that wouldn't let me take its picture. but i took pictures of the mom and dad! somehow they reminded me of cindy's &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;kiki&lt;/span&gt;. :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we reached the club which was near my bro's camp which my dad drives to every morning and saw really cool helicopters. there was a helicopter air base beside the club you see, where all the new Apaches and Super Pumas are kept. coach then brought us down to see golfers playing on the golf course. while coach started telling his golf stories i was just staring at the vast expanse of greenery. i suddenly felt so PEACEFUL(other than ben's continuous chatter) and i wanted to stay there and stare and stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after watching a few golfers screw up their shots(haha), we went to the JACKPOT ROOM! we pressed a few buttons and in 3 minutes, we helped coach win &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;$97&lt;/span&gt;! ahahahhaah, there IS such a thing as LADY LUCK! okay gambling makes me quite high. in 5 minutes we were out of that room, under the envious stares of other gamblers. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes and we finally reached the driving range. my furthest shot was 60 yards away, a bit embarrassing compared to the pros hitting behind me but for me its NOT BAD alr! i was thinking of adam scott and trying to swing like him but the club almost ended up flying out of my hands. haha , hit about 65 balls, quite fun. after that we went to see coach being a swimming coach. the kids were all so cute la! there was this realllly pretty girl, she's about 8, called naomi, and a st nicks girl! the future naomi campbell hur. ben was just playng around, he stacked up to 7 floats together, lay on top of it and went, superman!!! so cute can SO CUTE. there was this angmoh lady in the pool too, coach said she was a cambridge honours graduate who came to s'pore to be a housewife. like WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coach teaches golf, swimming AND squash. cool or not? we went for dinner at thomson road, he treated us using his WINNINGS. had delicious &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;yongtaufoo&lt;/span&gt; which he claimed was the only such stall in s'pore, and told us parts of his life story for more than an hour. hrrmmmmmmmmmm. thanks coach, for willing to share. it is a lot of info after all. i guess the lives of adults aren't as.. innocent as it seems sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was my day. yesterday i took a step back and looked at the world around me. it's a wonder how time suddenly slows down for you to better appreciate the beautiful things in life. while everyone else were busy mugging their heads off, i was playing jackpot and golf and talking the night away. i think i needed a day like this to collect my thoughts and settle me down. the time i had staring at the vast greenery, listening to the sounds of birds flying across the course, it was a precious moment for me. though i cant play golf for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a much-needed good sleep last night. went to cut my hair again today, it turned waaaay better than the previous one. :) woke up with sore shoulders, but it's okay. i feel so mellow now haha. it was a really good day yesterday, and i think studies shall be my hobby for now till promos end. i NEED to love my notes. [which reminds me. saw soumun that day, just wanna say PLEASE STUDY HARD OKAY! im sure you'll do great for a levels. of course you can teach me bio haha]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best for promos, prelims and everything else, people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-115841856194993431?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/115841856194993431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=115841856194993431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115841856194993431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115841856194993431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-reckon-yesterday-would-be-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-115765204992258115</id><published>2006-09-07T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T02:31:56.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here is the deal:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. Press forward for each question.&lt;br /&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question.&lt;br /&gt;And there you have it.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;wish you were here - pink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;floyd (oh i reaally do.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I get far in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;run - collective soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do my friends see me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you're beautiful - james blunt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(AHAHAHA i swear i didnt rig this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will I get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;end of the road - boyz II men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my best friend's theme song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tiny dancer - elton john (one of my alltime faves)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the story of my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;broadway - goo goo dolls (coooooool)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is/was high school like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cure for the itch - linkin park (haha. talk about it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I get ahead in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;selfish - nsync (lol the harsh reality revealed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pink roses and the graveyard - funeral for a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is today going to be like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i cried - joey mcintyre (no i didnt! i had a greaat day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is in store for this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;friday im in love - the cure (fri? thats tmr!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song describes my parent(s)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;beautiful love - the afters :):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To describe my grandparents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;if my heart had wings - faith hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is my life going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;im still here - vertical horizon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does the world see me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;basket case - green day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;somewhere down the road - faith hill (well at least its there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do my friends really think of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dont lie - black eyed peas (aahahaha. hey im TRUTHFUL orkay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people secretly lust after me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;in this diary - the ataris (in their diaries?! gosh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i want candy - good charlotte (im so gonna get diabetes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do with my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;defy you - the offspring (LOL.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the heart wants what it wants - darren hayes (indeed.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha that was so fun. go try it! aaah major crap i just missed lost. and its the second last episode! gahh. paul's finally out of idol. go jon! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of idol, i must say that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rockstar supernova&lt;/span&gt; is the best, &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; talent show ever. and i say that with the utmost conviction. the show's just full of raw emotion, that is ROCK. i love it so much. today &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Storm&lt;/span&gt; left the competition. she sang &lt;em&gt;Wish You Were Here&lt;/em&gt; and gave such an honest performance it left me(and everyone else) almost in tears. she has such a big heart, i think no one can bear for her to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6oY0Mj8BAmM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6oY0Mj8BAmM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[note: her mom just passed away, hence the dedication. jason cried, aww man]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so mugging session at coffee bean today was.. COLD. haha the aircon was full force la, my fingertips were numbed out. couldn't write much, so we went upstairs to sakae for buffet. muaha, up till now im still full, can you imagine. saw elaine and soumun. elaine was doing some.. housewife-ing? soumun was er, walking around. yes stop looking at me so weirdly la i know my hair is a disaster :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so squash tmr again, my homework is heading nowhere. goodbye, goodnight, and don't let the bed bugs bite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-115765204992258115?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/115765204992258115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=115765204992258115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115765204992258115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115765204992258115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2006/09/here-is-deal-1.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-115756825714121763</id><published>2006-09-07T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T02:46:41.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i couldn't believe it when i heard about &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Steve Irwin&lt;/span&gt;'s death. two days before, i was just watching him handle cobras, reptiles and rhinos in the African desert on Animal Planet. It seemed his arrival there was a blessing as it so happened that the sky opened up, rained and ended months of drought. what a miracle, i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two days later, i saw the news: Croc Hunter Killed By Stingray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Irwin, your death came much too sudden. You have been such a hero of mine, the Australian Zoo has always been one of my target destinations, and still is. Year after year, i watched you treat animals with the utmost respect, and i saw your keen passion for wildlife. There was a period of time i made it a point to reach home by 7pm for my daily dose of Crocodile Hunter on Animal Planet. You had such a zest for all life, the whole world could feel it. Mr Irwin, they said you died doing what you loved. I am glad this is so. Still, your death left me with a deep sense of loss. We'll miss you, and crocs rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was my tribute to my animal planet hero. today i watched Crocodile Hunter again. it was a Big Crocs Edition, a special edition shown in Steve Irwin's memory. it seemed unthinkable that that guy jumping aroung interacting with the huge crocs is now not around. life is so fragile. one could be here now and gone the next moment. depressing, eh? and to think till now i don't really have much of a direction in my life. where exactly am i heading? this scares me, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay. enough of the depressing talk. everyone gotta move on with life, don't they. i did several things lately, i think they deserve some mentioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on monday, i played some squash and it was good workout for my arms, my legs, my whole body. bio tutorial was cancelled, which was a real blessing. on tuesday, had math lecture(oh my complex numbers are just.. complex) then went home. sinyee was supposed to come, and guess what, both of us fell asleep at our own houses and didn't do the work we're supposed to finish. but its done now, no worries. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on wednesday! pearl and i had a bit of an adventure. useless math in the morning again, afterwhich both of us trooped down to bukit timah for our MUGGING SESSION! turned out it became more of a yakking session. from jj we yakyakyak all the way to al-ameen, where i finally satisfied my month-long craving their prata, then from there we yakyakyak all the way back to the bus stop, then to VENEZIA! where we took two hours to settle down, finish our yakking and start our first question. goodness. pearl the smartass then decided she wanted to watch a movie. so soon after, we left sixth avenue and proceeded to westmall, and we caught &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Devil Wears Prada&lt;/span&gt;! great show, perfect for girls who are so concerned with fashion and trends and brands, please go watch it. all that glamour, wow, the way people use it to hide their vulnerabilities. i guess sticking to what you believe in is what truly matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i didn't do much at all, and later on i have another study date with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;michelle and esther&lt;/span&gt;! should be fun, right ESTHER? haha okay. it's been long since the 3 of us got together, so yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think pw is going to be such a disaster. hai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-115756825714121763?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/115756825714121763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=115756825714121763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115756825714121763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115756825714121763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-couldnt-believe-it-when-i-heard.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-115730901429396853</id><published>2006-09-04T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T02:48:17.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"To maintain an invigorated feeling, savor it. Don't take it for granted or waste it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-friendster horoscope (leo).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my. so true! im like quite high now HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im watching scary movie 4 now and its like how stupid please. retarded people watch retarded shows! -looks pointedly at ronald leong-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was rather exciting. first pw meeting was cancelled due to unforeseen circumstances. then my bro came back with a SEVERELY TORN shirt from supposedly soccer and half scared my mom to death. and after that, my dad drove us down to visit FARMS! okaay we were supposed to go this place called &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;farmart&lt;/span&gt;, where there'd be cows and goats (and stink) but along the way we passed by this vegetable farm called 'aerogreen'. my mom went 'STOP!' and so we stopped and went in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah the place was huge man. there were just rows and rows of leaves and flowers and fruits and at first it was really fascinating. my mom was reminiscing about her childhood and my dad was busy taking note of how the plants were grown and everything. then me and my bro started getting bored so we wandered around. a chameleon somehow landed on his shoe, he yelped, he kicked while i stood there laughing. okay a bit mean but see la! laugh at my hair some more la! MUAHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we visited &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bollywood Veggies&lt;/span&gt;, another farm but this time operated by Ivy Singh-Lim, the former Netball Singapore president! there were lots of visitors considering the place was way out in the kranji countryside. there was this sign outside the Poison Ivy cafe, "&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Important Notice: Please do come in but please report at the counter as trespassers will be shot and made into Bollywood Curry. Thank you&lt;/span&gt;." HAHA! hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went in, and guess what. the big shot herself was SERVING PEOPLE at the counter! what a cool person. then we walked around as usual, saw big shot's villa(yes her villa is right next to her farm) and had 4 big black dogs come barking at us. my brother's fault la refused to budge. the farm was even larger than aerogreen, and definitely much cooler! pictures next time. there were netball poles and balls as well, we were attracting quite a number of stares of other people. no prizes for guessing why. yay. great day:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh how can i forget this. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ny founder's day dinner&lt;/span&gt;(15/8) should be included in the 'exciting events of august' list! it was retro-themed, and huiyi won a prize for 4th best dressed person haha. she was so paiseh can. oh oh guess what guess what! STEFANIE SUN was there too! sun yan zi! she was sitting reeeeaally near me la. it was kinda weird cos she wasnt even from nygh, she was from nyps. but same thing la yeah. mr chai sang a song, and i saw long-lost people like JODIE and LINYING CARMEN SIEWMUN! :):):) i almost fell down in the middle of the quadrangle pfft. took manymany pictures. again, pictures next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sept hols is here! yays. stay INVIGORATED, people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-115730901429396853?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/115730901429396853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=115730901429396853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115730901429396853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115730901429396853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-maintain-invigorated-feeling-savor.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-115713535536361309</id><published>2006-09-02T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T03:50:48.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" width="410" background="#FFFFFF" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 3px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 3px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 3px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 3px solid" alt="QuizGalaxy!" src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/obituary-sinyu-6-11-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 8pt" align="middle"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=114"&gt;'What" will your obituary say?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda ominous, starting a blog post like that. but oh well, glad to know i'll die 'happy'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know my hiatus was long, i just couldn't get the drive to come blog. and there's no point blogging for the sake of blogging really, but now im reading blogs and i feel like mine really needs some updating. in the past month several really exciting events took place. notably my cruise trip, my BIRTHDAY, leaders camp, and supreme court visit! days at cruise were quite literally a breeze. 9 august was fab, big thankyous for the mini-party, gifts and to all who msged, love you guys. those who forgot, hate you guys. HAHA no la im not so evil can. camp was so-so, but i lovelovelove &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ballroom dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; mostly pearl and i were just pulling each other out of boredom, no disrespect though to the organising committee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two days ago was teachers' day eve. jj had their 25th anniversary celebrations, one girl came flying down the flying fox with jj flag attached to her back and flying behind her, 2 guys did abseiling and lots of flags came rolling down. oh MASS YOGA is finally done and over with, this time we did it in the rain! i think we set the record? great. nanyang has popiah record, jj has yoga record. my schools so hipzxszxx.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went back to nanyang, caught up with friends, spent a bomb on unnecessary stuff. i finally saw dot, after EONS. was like SUPER excited when i saw her can? haha. i swear rachel lee didn't change one bit at all(other than her new ipod nano). kaixuan was so lovable too, she baked brownies and told endless stories! cindy the ultimate wore her ny council uniform back. (!!) she together with june prepared this bright red-orange shuttle, to be given to MR CHAN on behalf of nybt sec 4s '05. :):) ms fu seemed happy to see us, haha. i was feeling rather lame as a result from all the crapping i did in the morning, but hey they laughed at my jokes okay! so it wasn't too bad. we went penang kitchen for lunch, i had penang seafood horfun and sago gula melaka, both were good. sarah got into her laughing fits again, the kind that gave her tears and tummyaches while the rest of us looked on in bewilderment, haha it was a welcome sight after so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to town, no one wanted to catch 'the devil wears prada', i was quite sad. since we didn't watch a movie we went around EATING. goodness, we had tako balls, cheesecake and chicken cordon bleu, this lipsmacking offering from secret recipe. it consisted of fries, salad, and this huge ball of chicken that had ham wrapped in it. and when you cut it, suddenly, the cheese comes oozing out! coooool. saw esther at spotlight, or rather, she saw me:) bumped into dot and her aep gang at gelare again, where suanwoo gave a highly amusing account on how she automatically raised her hand to wave at a bannister-donning girl, then realised she didnt know the girl. muaha. talked and talked, a rather good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it felt nice returning to ny, first and foremost the compound felt so warm! a big difference from jj. to see all those people so very caught up in their jc life was nice. i really think i lived a sheltered life back then. time with nybt and 414 people felt sincere, school life back then was just lessons, badminton, homework and plenty of fun. i guess i took everything for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now jj has a whole new different environment where people are ever-friendly, where every corner you go into you bump into someone you know, where making friends seems the easiest thing in the world, where teachers are friends. sometimes im really, really glad to be in jj, but sometimes i think about the what-ifs. what if i had gone to ac or sa? what if i hadn't appealed out of pjc? what if i had done fantastically well for o levels and gone to hc or nj? would i have been a different person? of cos i would. one of the greatest things i have learnt at jj is to be appreciative. of my parents, my friends, everything in my life. another thing is squash. although it can never replace badminton, there's something about squash that badminton doesn't quite have. i can't explain it in words, it's something about the feeling. at times i think it a blessing that i got an average o level score. this way, i didnt really have to think about my choices, jj seemed a sraightforward choice. in life, there are goods and bads about everything. you gain some, you lose some. we should just accept things, enjoy the ride and appreciate all that it offers. what's the point thinking about all the what-ifs? we'll only make ourselves more confused, bemuddled, unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all you who wonder why i'm suddenly rambling all these politically-correct nonsense: i've been rather unhappy cos some things have happened, and made me think about stuff. so yeah. get off my back. things have sorted out, and i'm becoming happier by the day. it's a good sign, and i hope i can stay positive. please don't come charging at me with all your negativity? i would appreciate it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been a long entry. last thing to say, i cut my hair today! it's sooooo screwed, i look like a china doll. yeah that's how bad it is. when the hairdresser tapped me to wake me up and said she was done and i looked into the mirror, oh my bloody hell i almost cried in despair. first thing my dad did when he saw the new look was STUN, then HAHAHAHAHAHAH. thanks ah daddy. i felt SO comforted. hmph. i think he felt guilty so he bought me a new wallet. :) oh well who cares about my fugly hair. laugh all you want you evil people! pffffffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" width="450" background="#FFFFFF" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;sinyu --&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[adjective]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visually addictive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=83"&gt;'How" will you be defined in the dictionary?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neheheheh. i'll end the entry with something nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers, people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-115713535536361309?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/115713535536361309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=115713535536361309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115713535536361309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115713535536361309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-will-your-obituary-say-at.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-115462459126529176</id><published>2006-08-04T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T01:14:19.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so common tests are over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math: alive, but barely kicking.&lt;br /&gt;chem: sayonara.&lt;br /&gt;geog: God bless.&lt;br /&gt;bio: nice knowing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sums up everything. this is without a doubt the worst exam i've ever sat for, in terms of mental preparation and everything. not meaning revision which i diligently did at bk with cyn and abby everyday until 8pm! more like negative motivation. the U grade imprinted in my mind before i started any revision. NOT good. oh well. it's done and over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo bug's catching onto everyone. shoo shoo! mood's been rather down, i dunno what's wrong with me. i cant seem to do what i really want to do, i dont even know what it is. everything in my life feels kinda.. forced. i wish everything could just flow along, with no disturbances or anything. even national day this year is screwed. ugh nvm. i dont even get what im talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling so incoherent. many things to say, cant seem to put it down in words. i want to sit back, grab a pillow, watch grey's anatomy or one tree hill or sth. gah. i need a vacation. HAHA, so i'll be off on the seas tmr. missing investiture rehearsal, too bad. who cares about standing like a piece of wood in the sun when i've got the sun, sea and the ship! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope baking session with elaine ttl and sinyee can take place real soon. haven't seen sinyee in the longest time, wonder how she's doing that funny woman. baking is fun and keeps me sane, so yep. next week? :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata everyone, be back on sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-115462459126529176?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/115462459126529176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=115462459126529176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115462459126529176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115462459126529176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-common-tests-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-115359270342979724</id><published>2006-07-23T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T03:49:42.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright let me state that its 1.54 am, 23 july. so actually its late 22 july. so the date for this entry shall be 22 july.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes it makes a difference.&lt;br /&gt;first of all, if today is 22 july, then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY CAPTAIN ZWING PANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;hoho, sweet 17th to you babe. im so sorry i couldn't be there this morning for the big surprise with the babes, i know it went great and it sucks that i wasn't there to show you my looooove! anyhow, hope you had lotsa fun with june waiyee and cindy. and anyone else you celebrated the day with(cough cough). haha. LOVE YOU BABE. :):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw my dear ex table-mate STELLICIA SIM in the papers today! someone in hc indian cultural society hurhur. seeing her huge eyes and goofy smile again was nice, though i doubt she'll ever read this. she's easily the most fanatic-about-indian-culture person i know! great to see you stelly, albeit through the papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, 22 july, is joakim gomez's birthday as well. hee. i don't think he'll last long on idol, but there's a small part of me that doesn't wish for this sweet thing to leave the competition. he's so likeable, everyone likes him! he says he's gonna cage the performing monkey up for a while, i think it's a good idea. focus on your singing, there's plenty of time for nice moves later. go joakim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;auntie angeline came over for a visit with 2 of her kids at night. not all of them came, thankfully. man, mikayla and roy were HAVOC! i couldn't do any work at all so i went to play with them. yay, became a kid once again. i think royroy got excess in mitochondria or sth. he's super hyperactive la! he jumps eveywhere and he LAUGHS everywhere. yes, laugh. as in, ha ha ha. ALL THE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh im falling asleep. continue another day maybe nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-115359270342979724?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/115359270342979724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=115359270342979724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115359270342979724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115359270342979724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2006/07/alright-let-me-state-that-its-1.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-115281243673036459</id><published>2006-07-14T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T01:44:06.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's been a hectic two weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Marigold Individual Graded Squash Championships '06 ended, ok not bad la i reached the third round with my opponents all older than me. considering this was my debut individual singles tournament, i guess i did okay. i kinda wanted to lose at the third-round stage cos i was really fatigued from travelling to kallang everyday and getting quite sick of it, with my homework undone and me missing training and all. the tournament was basically an eye-opener! watching the A graders play will totally blow your mind(and your ears) off. HAHA. yuzheng said he'd go deaf just by hearing them warm up. wham wham wham! damn power la. but im glad it's over i can concentrate on other stuff now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-World Cup! gah. was supporting france, was superduper sad when grosso hit in the winning penalty. doesn't have much to say about the zidane head-butt. Soccernet says that it was Materazzi who insulted his mother and sister, not once, not twice, but THREE TIMES. i guess i wouldn't be able to hold my anger in either, if i was the one getting provoked. c.ronaldo should leave united, for everyone's sake. world cup fever seemed to have caught everyone haha. been playing soccer during pc, damn shiok man. I SCORED A GOAL! haha the feeling of scoring is just.. exhilarating. i shall lament again, why oh why is there no girl's soccer in jj?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-school studies and everything. life's been stressful, ive been trying to destress on squash. PTM next week, sigh. i think i shan't comment on other things, though i have loooots to say. some other time maybe. its getting late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OH I PLAYED GOLF TODAY! hahhahhahah coach brought his whole nike golf set to training. we went to the driving range and yay my balls FLEW! damn excited can. first few times i tried it was pretty embarrassing, i couldn't hit the ball at all. then i sort of got the hang of it and my balls started flying(HAHA, sounds wrong omg). golf is, in my opinion, for people with strong arms and a strong back. if not your swing will just go haywire, like mine did. but it was fun though. previous trng we played rugby and soccer, today it was golf and netball. NICE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im taking part in hockey basketball and most imortantly BADMINTON for interhouse. cynthia and sinyee pulled in basically everyone for the first two, haha class unity hurhur. badminton badminton! looking forward to it for like super long alr now its finally here:):) zhiming says there'll be singles doubles and mixed doubles?! hoho. cant wait to see how it'll turn out. hope i can meet wenting in the FINAL! yay. too bad we're not in the same house if not we can play doubles! wenting can become my huiyu and i can become wenting's june. HEHEHEH. going to play badminton with bernard and zhiming sometime soon. you know how long i havent played badminton with badminton ppl?! other than wenting la. ah badminton rocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;which reminds me! gade is getting married on SAT, 15 JULY! which is like 2 days later! okay it doesn't concern me at all but i feel so happy for him. like he can finally find some time to settle down, have a holiday, spend sometime with his loved ones instead of jetting round the world playing. but World Championships is coming soon! august or sth. GO GADE! i really hope you can come to singapore at least one more time, and not feel that you dont have to come back anymore since you got champion here alr. please come back! i'll wait another year for you! your avid fans will all be waiting, looking forward to aviva open '07!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:) i have lots of homework undone, but talking about badminton has made me real happy. CHEERS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-115281243673036459?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/115281243673036459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=115281243673036459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115281243673036459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115281243673036459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-been-hectic-two-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-115160221929917999</id><published>2006-06-30T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T01:37:22.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;long, LONG day. lessons seemed never-ending, and i fell asleep in every single lecture today. math, chem and bio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after lessons ended i headed straight for training, excited about the match one hour later with one of the j2s. like really excited, i had been looking forward to it for the whole day. so eunice was to play fiona first, then it would be me and chiaxuan. fiona played rather well, considering she was up against second seed. and then it was my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what? i let myself down. BIG TIME. it was horrendous squash that i played. my legs seemed too heavy, chiaxuan's drives seemed too fast and too far, the court seemed too big. what was coming out of my racket was CRAP. i couldn't seem to focus, the match was over even before it registered in my mind. GAH, i feel so disgusted with myself. i could almost hear all the questions that the onlookers must be asking upstairs: oh my, what happened to sinyu today? how come her shots become like that? and it hurts even further when i heard all the "go sinyu!", "sinyu jiayou you can do it!" i feel like i shouldn't be even deserve the chance to be down there in the courts to play, when others like jamie and shuhui could have done so much better. and i know i let coach down too. this feeling SUCKS. i want to redeem myself. i want to train hard and do well in the tournament next week to prove to everyone and most imptly to MYSELF, that i DO have it in me. that what i've shown so far isn't just a fluke. i don't want to be a disappointment &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;. training was hell for me, even though i might have seemed somewhat in a good mood i WASNT. i was feeling like shit. big thanks to chiaxuan and eunice, for trying to comfort me and calm me down after the match. and for coming down to play with us yesterday and today. i promise i'll work hard for squash, i might fail in my debut tournament next week but thats not my priority right now. i just wanna be consistent, be able to play good squash, and (this might seem a little surprising) be able to &lt;em&gt;feel&lt;/em&gt; like a squash player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the following is to MELISA, MY FAVOURITE FILIPINO MAID. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks muchly babe, for sticking it out with me the ride home and through dinner. i know you're somewhat feeling like shit too, i guess its kinda loving, feeling like shit together? HAHA. just wanna let you know, after talking i feel less like shit haha. hope you've cheered up even just a lil bit. and it rocks thoroughly that you live like 3 minutes away from me, now we can play tennis anytime we want! though you've never once solved my food dilemma(HAHA!), i still love you so(i think?). :):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-115160221929917999?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/115160221929917999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=115160221929917999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115160221929917999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115160221929917999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2006/06/long-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-115133392593590805</id><published>2006-06-26T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T22:59:54.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to realise&lt;br /&gt;the value of a sister:&lt;br /&gt;ask someone&lt;br /&gt;who doesn't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to realise&lt;br /&gt;the value of ten years:&lt;br /&gt;ask a newly&lt;br /&gt;divorced couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to realise&lt;br /&gt;the value of four years:&lt;br /&gt;ask a graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to realise&lt;br /&gt;the value of one year:&lt;br /&gt;ask a student who&lt;br /&gt;has failed a final exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to realise&lt;br /&gt;the value of nine months:&lt;br /&gt;ask a mother who gave birth to a still born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to realise&lt;br /&gt;the value of one month:&lt;br /&gt;ask a mother who has given birth to&lt;br /&gt;a premature baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to realise&lt;br /&gt;the value of one week:&lt;br /&gt;ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to realise&lt;br /&gt;the value of one hour:&lt;br /&gt;ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to realise&lt;br /&gt;the value of one minute:&lt;br /&gt;ask a person&lt;br /&gt;who has missed the train, bus or plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to realise&lt;br /&gt;the value of one-second:&lt;br /&gt;ask a person&lt;br /&gt;who has survived an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to realise&lt;br /&gt;the value of one millisecond:&lt;br /&gt;ask the person who has won a silver medal in the olympics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time waits for no one.&lt;br /&gt;treasure every moment you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will treasure it even more when you can share it with someone special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to realise&lt;br /&gt;the value of a friend:&lt;br /&gt;lose one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the above is an excerpt i got from someone's blog. i found it so.. true. it speaks volumes of how time is everything. we could be gone tomorrow, everyone knows that. everyone just refuses to believe it. im being slightly emo here HAHA. its just warped, the human mind. my brother's taking sociology, perhaps he could give me some answers. (what's sociology anyway? it sounds like some study of social behaviour) first day of school today, teachers were in good mood. only downside of the day: changing of chem pract teacher. ugh. i want ms chew! right, waiting now for italy-australia, and superband results. mlb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-115133392593590805?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/115133392593590805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=115133392593590805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115133392593590805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115133392593590805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2006/06/to-realise-value-of-sister-ask-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-115125667066324334</id><published>2006-06-26T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T23:02:58.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay i took a one-month hiatus. feels great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;great huh, how i decided to resume blogging 7 hours before the new school term starts. and how i managed to finish a 1433-word GP essay in 24 hours. quite a miracle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gp and bio aside, the rest remain relatively untouched. math's a goner, chem's a goner, pw, well, is an absolute goner. okay i'm not going to start raving about pw again. it's pointless. jj has quite wonderfully given us some time to breathe properly during the holidays by not setting the common tests(mid years) upon us the very first day we start school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;june holidays, which is about over by now, has been uh, rather eventful. most exciting, of cos, is the exciting aviva open singapore 2006.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;COS PETER GADE CHRISTENSEN WON! :):):):):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay a bit expected cos he's first seed. but hey he beat chen yu and kbh and chen hong and jonassen! and once he took his shirt off all the cameras started snapping away. singying's included(i used hers). pity no picture for you all to see, it's with singying. here, i wish him happy wedding in advance. hope you stay happily married for ever and ever. 15 july is a big day for me, cos it's a big day for gade. :D he's getting old, must celebrate his glory days while it lasts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lots of chilling out done these hols. no big-impact kinda stuff. holidays past wayyyy too fast. bummer. i could've done more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aviva made me realise how much i love badminton. much much more than squash. squash will probably be like a two-year thing for me, but badminton will be for ever and ever. and ever and ever. (i hope it's not the case with the PEOPLE. the teammates. as in i want both to be for ever and ever, really.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went ecp with nybt babes, just 5 of them cos 3 others couldnt make it. great day, played bridge(which i havent done for very long), cycled(which i havent done for very long), drew random stuff in the sand(which i havent done for very long), went kbox(which i havent done for very long), spent the whole day hanging out with the ladies(which i havent done for very long). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as i said, great day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i shall wake up bright and early for school. positive attitude shall reign tmr. schoooooooooooooooooooooooooooool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-115125667066324334?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/115125667066324334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=115125667066324334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115125667066324334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/115125667066324334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2006/06/okay-i-took-one-month-hiatus.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-114960969771338243</id><published>2006-06-06T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T00:01:39.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay nic the pig told me to blog so here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah first let me say that I AM FREAKING JEALOUS! of the sec3 EOY programmes ny had last year. there's new stuffs like nz sailing trip, nz adventure trip, obs sabah... all of which sound a trillion times better than my lousy wep then. it took up TWO weeks of my 2004 november hols and for 8 hours a day, 5 days a week, i earned a paltry 55 dollars for TWO weeks of work. !!! and oh my. while i handled stupid jobs like handing out towels at the changing room(i worked at a country club) and cutting paper, those who went for the nz sailing trip last year went for LUGE-ING, BLOKARTING, KAYAKING, SAILING, RAFTING etc! blokarting is like windsurfing on land on wheels. i read about it somewhere, i think it wont ever be available in singapore. argh argh arghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a horrible green-eyed monster now. ROARR. whywhywhyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall just get over it and focus on what lies ahead at year-end. QUEENSLAND BABY! and i just recalled why i chose wep at all then in the first place. (oh, wep stands for work experience programme) 1. so that me and my teammates could stay together. yeah at least we did, if i would have been more than pissed. 2. we didn't want to miss two weeks of training. yeah but in the end it was so infuriating we ended up missing trng anw cos we had to work whole day. oh well. that was almost 2 years ago why am i still raving about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one week of june hols has just zoomed past. and very soon, another week will pass, this time faster cos there's AVIVA! for you badminton idiots out there, its like an annual world-class badminton tournament held at the Indoor Stadium. this'll be my 4th year attending, haha look how faithful am i. but but but! half the team's not going. we have june going to paris(!!!green eyes again), huiyu her week-long council camp and so on. :( but hey my beloved peter gade is the TOP SEED! i really, really hope he wins this time. or at least reach the final. ahhhhhh i cant believe i'll get to see him again in like, 36 hours!! woooooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/193/400/me%20and%20petergade%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thats him with me right there! peter gade! though he looks rather weird here. he looks MUCH better in real life. and he plays well. and he has the mentality and attitude of a true CHAMPION! :):) ooh what a great guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay the picture's a bit small. but yeah can see right? oh and another reason why he's so great. he JUST finished his match, and exhausted and all he walked back to the dressing room but on the way back, he VERY WILLINGLY stopped to take a picture with his fan(namely, me)! oh well im not in love with him i just admire him A WHOLE LOT. he's my most respected guy in the whole of the badminton arena. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched over the hedge and x-men(yes, both of them) today. i have absolutely adored dreamworks since shrek, and x-men STILL rocks no matter what. stayed back after the end credits for x-men, and there was this 10-second clip which showed professor x coming back! so is there gonna be an x-men4 or what. but what about jean grey and cyclops! :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i shall start on my schoolwork tmr. pw is driving me insane, bio too. wait, for that matter, chem and math and gp too. HAHA. geog not really, cos my geog teacher does not know how to stress her students man. we're like all so carefree in her class. gp common test on friday, i dunno how to study for it. i shall stop playing and start mugging. since they said i look like a du2 shu1 ren2.. i shall start acting like one. :) heyhey i can do it OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;likewise, to all out there! STUDY HARD. leave a couple of days for all that partying left in you and start on that humongous homework pile! heh heh. thats to you you and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-114960969771338243?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/114960969771338243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=114960969771338243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/114960969771338243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/114960969771338243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2006/06/okay-nic-pig-told-me-to-blog-so-here-i.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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-15829751.post-114880736096176735</id><published>2006-05-28T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T00:08:00.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright lets talk about last friday, the day i went out with MY BELOVED TEAMMATES(nybt!). yay yay yay yay yay yay yay ahhahahahahaha i am still high from it. started the day feeling not-so-happy, they made me wait outside nanyang for more than one hour! never mind, it was good people-watching anyway. saw mr ellis, mrs westvik, and BECKY haha. i think she was real shocked to see me. nanyang girls now seem to have a distinctly different feel, like everyone's turned young and innocent. haha i think i just feel old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to town, had a great time just catching up with everyone. we all seem to make something out of jc life huh? -wink- esp dear huiyu. AC COUNCILLOR LEH, dont play play. ha ha! waiyee's hc touchrug capt. :):):) ohohoh. we saw huiyu's 'cute' classmate on 171! too bad june they all weren't there to see him. hehehhehehehehheh. reached town, shopped, ate:) we must MUST meet up more often! i miss how we used to watch tons of movies at waiyee's movie room, have nice peaceful bbqs at captain's house with tisa getting favoured by everyone, play bridge at june's with max and happy happily(or angrily) barking away, prepare bbq food at cindy's with kiki running aroung like she's on ecstasy, ahhhhh how i miss those nybt days! it feels weird not to have some sort of nybt stuff in my schedule. huiyu knows what i mean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/193/320/genting%20team%20pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;at genting last december!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6311/193/320/P7020059.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;aviva singapore open 2005!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;captain singying, vicecapt powderful june, big-shot cindy(ha ha), waiyee, wenting, huiyu, eunice and kristy! I LOVE YOU ALL. &lt;b&gt;aviva&lt;/b&gt; is coming, my dear shuttlers. full team outing, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn. i haven't collected my cert. i'll have to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was saturday. yesterday was SHOPPING DAY! with the mother and the brother. :) didn't exactly return with bagloads of things, but it was a good day nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setting off for coach's house in 15 mins! ha ha it'll be our first real squash outing. exciting:) mahjong mahjong mahhjjoooooooooooonnggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the holidays people, HOLIDAYS. have fun, and don't do anything i wouldn't do! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15829751-114880736096176735?l=krinkk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/feeds/114880736096176735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15829751&amp;postID=114880736096176735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/114880736096176735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15829751/posts/default/114880736096176735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://krinkk.blogspot.com/2006/05/alright-lets-talk-about-last-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>treehugger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13755651416046188643</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></feed>
