<?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-10276672</id><updated>2011-09-19T13:16:31.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blueplatform</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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>194</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10276672.post-4954276757672596228</id><published>2011-09-19T13:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T13:16:31.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to go home and nap! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Turn on my aircon with the rain pelting against my windows. Hiding  under my covers, and taking a wonderful blissful afternoon nap. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; How wonderful~&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-4954276757672596228?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/4954276757672596228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=4954276757672596228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4954276757672596228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4954276757672596228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-want-to-go-home-and-nap-turn-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-1484557889758477889</id><published>2011-06-20T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T21:02:39.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>look ahead. look far. look beyond. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't just stop here. i'm not shortsighted! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-1484557889758477889?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/1484557889758477889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=1484557889758477889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/1484557889758477889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/1484557889758477889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/06/look-ahead.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-1813864499107592406</id><published>2011-06-11T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T01:01:53.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Enough is enough! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; No more incessant online shopping! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; At least until further notice. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; The only exception is fnt. That and only that. Yes.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; And a good sunblock. Yes I would like one. But that can wait till next month. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; And I repeat. Enough is enough!!&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-1813864499107592406?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/1813864499107592406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=1813864499107592406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/1813864499107592406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/1813864499107592406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/06/enough-is-enough-no-more-incessant.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-4723527341756349894</id><published>2011-06-08T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T21:16:23.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zombiefied at work today ):&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a lot of small things = super busy day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i felt a heartburn.. omg. if i live like that everyday, i'm going to get a heart attack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh. and was too busy to conceal my sian/stressed face. bleh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tmr shall be count 123 before i say/do anything day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take a deep breath~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-4723527341756349894?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/4723527341756349894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=4723527341756349894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4723527341756349894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4723527341756349894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/06/zombiefied-at-work-today-lot-of-small.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-2376004707491919470</id><published>2011-06-01T13:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T13:43:23.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna go to bkk or Seoul shopping!!!!&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-2376004707491919470?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/2376004707491919470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=2376004707491919470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/2376004707491919470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/2376004707491919470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-wanna-go-to-bkk-or-seoul-shopping.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-2364512752409676561</id><published>2011-05-30T13:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T13:56:46.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So far so far today! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Retail therapy! And nice chitchatting with pple! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Put a smile on ur face and somehow u will feel happier! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Learning from the panda - inner peace YY&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-2364512752409676561?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/2364512752409676561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=2364512752409676561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/2364512752409676561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/2364512752409676561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/05/so-far-so-far-today-retail-therapy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-5822544972016168437</id><published>2011-05-25T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T09:03:12.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg stressed.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hopefully squash tonight will vent it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-5822544972016168437?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/5822544972016168437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=5822544972016168437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/5822544972016168437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/5822544972016168437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/05/omg-stressed.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-4139822569726370333</id><published>2011-05-16T08:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T08:47:08.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Money woes :(&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-4139822569726370333?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/4139822569726370333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=4139822569726370333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4139822569726370333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4139822569726370333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/05/money-woes-published-with-blogger-droid.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-3024563571597727276</id><published>2011-05-12T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:30:39.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm now walking amidst the morning crowd. Hustle and bustle.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Today is officially sian beyond sian day :(&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-3024563571597727276?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/3024563571597727276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=3024563571597727276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/3024563571597727276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/3024563571597727276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/05/im-now-walking-amidst-morning-crowd.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-2654307195389077479</id><published>2011-05-08T21:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T21:10:40.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wouldn't it be great if binary fission had a bigger impact on the world?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bacteria and paramecium. unicellular organisms. nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grotesque. weirded. so weirdddddddddd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-2654307195389077479?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/2654307195389077479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=2654307195389077479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/2654307195389077479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/2654307195389077479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/05/wouldnt-it-be-great-if-binary-fission.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-8816807476902376922</id><published>2011-05-06T19:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T19:44:45.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All i want now is a pair of slippers!  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Why did I choose to wear my high heels today! :(&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-8816807476902376922?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/8816807476902376922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=8816807476902376922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8816807476902376922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8816807476902376922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/05/all-i-want-now-is-pair-of-slippers-why.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-4041872117340842802</id><published>2011-04-28T18:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T18:26:56.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's aim: to be in bed by 1030 &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Mm sounds good! :)&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-4041872117340842802?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/4041872117340842802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=4041872117340842802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4041872117340842802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4041872117340842802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/04/todays-aim-to-be-in-bed-by-1030-mm.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-1159475225140864447</id><published>2011-04-27T14:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T14:00:15.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Identify yourselves stalkers! &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-1159475225140864447?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/1159475225140864447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=1159475225140864447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/1159475225140864447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/1159475225140864447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/04/identify-yourselves-stalkers-published.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-5882612648773382242</id><published>2011-04-26T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T23:15:59.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tmr will be midweek. Midweek of the 5 day work week. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Just 24 more working hours to the long weekend!&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-5882612648773382242?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/5882612648773382242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=5882612648773382242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/5882612648773382242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/5882612648773382242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/04/tmr-will-be-midweek.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-668106416847129434</id><published>2011-04-21T08:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T08:54:43.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day of the week! And its a half day! Awesome! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Going for my first (and definitely last) marathon later today!&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-668106416847129434?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/668106416847129434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=668106416847129434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/668106416847129434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/668106416847129434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/04/last-day-of-week-and-its-half-day_21.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-405499430218233587</id><published>2011-04-20T18:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T18:47:48.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saigang: can u help me with this? &lt;br/&gt; Saigang magnet: no! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Learn to say no to saigang aka shit.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-405499430218233587?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/405499430218233587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=405499430218233587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/405499430218233587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/405499430218233587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/04/saigang-can-u-help-me-with-this-saigang.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-7189135785609218148</id><published>2011-04-17T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T21:09:24.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Broke my own record today. 6.5h in the salon! That also means I haven't been to the toilet for the past 6.5h! Wow! Haha!&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-7189135785609218148?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/7189135785609218148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=7189135785609218148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7189135785609218148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7189135785609218148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/04/broke-my-own-record-today.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-5994661535914452068</id><published>2011-04-17T10:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T10:47:26.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Comfort food. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Water? &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Or maybe dtf xlb. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Or sushi tei aburi salmon. &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-5994661535914452068?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/5994661535914452068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=5994661535914452068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/5994661535914452068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/5994661535914452068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/04/comfort-food.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-7102836174620556130</id><published>2011-04-04T16:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T16:06:33.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Morale low. How come the track isn't 800m?? Sigh so I only ran 1.2km in the end. Felt so long already! Well at least my muscles aren't aching. Haha. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; And why is the weather so hot these few days?  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Day 2 of detox going well! Even though I feel like a cow when I chew on the raw doumiao and lettuce, at least I lost some weight! Haha! And I feel healthier! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Ah yes! Time to paint my nails!&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-7102836174620556130?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/7102836174620556130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=7102836174620556130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7102836174620556130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7102836174620556130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/04/morale-low.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-8605732979863382358</id><published>2011-04-03T16:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T16:09:32.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe I should rebel. Can i do that? Will I wanna do that? &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Or perhaps just swallow it down. Bottle it up, and hope it becomes better.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Be labelled a rebel! Imagine that! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I shall give it some thought later during my jog, can't wait to get it over and done with. At least I found something to distract me from the run.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-8605732979863382358?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/8605732979863382358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=8605732979863382358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8605732979863382358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8605732979863382358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/04/maybe-i-should-rebel.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-2664988392419641148</id><published>2011-04-02T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T21:48:25.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha blogging is still quite addictive after all this while! shall do a short 4th entry for today!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm basically this is a bimbo entry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I THINK I'M GETTING FAT. omg seriously! i think i've gained 0.5-1kg recently!! and at first i was thinking it might be water retention at night, but noooooo its WEIGHT! omggahhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so its proven that diet really plays a part in weight control. eating out is not good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw did i mention i signed up for the JPMORGAN marathon! ok sounds big i know, but its the walk category la. hmm 5.6click.. at first i thought it would just be like strolling to and fro orchard, but now come to think of it, its not going to be so easy even without the sun. whoa die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i might have to start training. omg. imagine that. how how i don't want muscular calves! its not as if wearing heels aren't causing my calves to become tone and firm alr. i don't want a bulging muscle at my calves. yucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok no choice though.. i shall brace myself for a jog tomorrow evening. my dad says he's going for a jog tmr morning, but i seriously doubt i can wake up so early (he says he wants to jog before the sun comes up). that's insane for a sunday morning. ok so evening it is. i hope. tmr's target - 2.4km. ok just thinking if this distance is making me shudder a bit since the last time i ran that distance was j1 and that was like SUPER long ago. omg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok double motivation - lose weight. prepare for jp walk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw i'm back to watching hk drama! yippeeee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and maybe it isn't so bad i don't have any one who's that interested in every single thing i say. because i've found you again, and i'm so glad i did! hello blogspot my old friend! and i realise blogging isn't that obsolete, kev ky bean and glori still blog! and i'm going to add to that number! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-2664988392419641148?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/2664988392419641148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=2664988392419641148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/2664988392419641148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/2664988392419641148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/04/haha-blogging-is-still-quite-addictive.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-235487201309840885</id><published>2011-04-02T13:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T13:11:23.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Test test! Blogging from my phone!&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-235487201309840885?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/235487201309840885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=235487201309840885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/235487201309840885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/235487201309840885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/04/test-test-blogging-from-my-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-7658092788769950061</id><published>2011-04-02T13:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T13:05:37.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok maybe i don't need retail therapy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just need to do something different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe travel somewhere, perhaps even a beach holiday? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-7658092788769950061?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/7658092788769950061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=7658092788769950061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7658092788769950061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7658092788769950061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/04/ok-maybe-i-dont-need-retail-therapy.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-566831535118967850</id><published>2011-04-02T12:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T12:51:14.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>perhaps blogging has become obsolete. replaced by facebook it seems. but i think the idea of blogging, sharing ur life or thoughts with people hasn't changed. i personally prefer blogging since i can write more, be more expressive in what i think and basically put my thoughts into perspective. well maybe you can do the same on fb by writing in the notes, but isn't it weird if somehow you accidentally change ur privacy settings and accidentally let the whole world read what was supposedly private? but yea my basic point being maybe i should be reverting back to blogging soon. its not like i blog to get viewership, i blog because i want to, and for the simple reason that i type faster than i write haha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i used to blog more frequently, possibly coz i had more issues that i couldn't resolve and spilling it out helped to frame my thought process better. but now, why am i blogging less? is it because  i have lesser issues? hmm seems like it. well of course i have grown out of that jc adolescent phase, but doesn't adulthood and work life have its problems too? maybe i'm thinking less now, being too contented with the way things are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes. my life is too stagnant. ok so that's an issue. yes it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i've said this before, for my work life, i don't think its the most challenging job yet. and its definitely not (yet) pushing me to reach my full potential. like i don't see myself critically thinking to solve a problem; reason being there is no exciting problem. or even if there is an issue, there is a standard way you should follow to resolve it. hmm. yea. and i think the only way u can avoid a stagnant work life is to work late, but what's the point in working late and doing something that isn't mentally challenging?? ok everyone says that the first year of audit is like that, and its supposed to get better over the years when you get more responsibility. yea guess so. but that's in years to come, i mean, why tekan urself at ur first year when your pay isn't justified right? passion? hmm then the opportunity cost is your social life. sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well its not like my social life is very exciting either. its cyclical i tell you. once again i'm getting bored. yes i know i get bored pretty easily, be it with things or people, but I can't help it right?maybe i should stop talking, or rather talk lesser to the same few people in this current phase of my life, and find new people to talk to. i mean no matter how much you enjoy talking to someone, its inevitable that the conversation revolves around the same few topics. well i'm not saying i don't like those topics, i actually like listening about the investment theories, the jogging etc, but.. hmm somehow after a while, it seems like i'm attending lectures to gain new knowledge. how should i put it? talking about these topics will of course improve my knowledge in these areas and i can sense your passion for these topics, but sometimes after work i just wanna talk about something lighter. or maybe sometimes i just wanna talk about the topics that I wanna talk about. i know you listen, but i can tell you're not that interested, so therefore i cut myself short. and that's a problem isn't it? even though i'm a good listener, it doesn't mean i don't like to talk, actually i love to talk, tell people what i think. but i just play the role of the listener these days. sigh. i listen. listen. and then listen. what happened to those people who can listen to me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or maybe i'm just a bit bored that my life is getting a bit stagnant. but what can i do to make it less stagnant? i thought i found the answer actually, but come to think of it, nah, it wouldn't make a difference. i'm going to be laid back about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I NEED SOME RETAIL THERAPY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-566831535118967850?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/566831535118967850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=566831535118967850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/566831535118967850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/566831535118967850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/04/perhaps-blogging-has-become-obsolete.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-8718357882304951025</id><published>2011-03-10T22:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T12:51:53.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow its been almost half a year since i've last blogged. thank you to my loyal fans out there who visit my blog more often than i do these days! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, so its already mid march, and i've been working for erm.. 7.5 months! ok since work is highly P&amp;amp;C, i can't say much online. but in summary, so far so good, i'm surviving audit! and my skin hasn't sagged nor have i formed dark eye circles/bags yet. next 2 weeks shall be intimidating.. but i think i can survive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been wanting to blog the whole week, but exactly about what... lemme recall haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early this week, or rather last weekend, i realised that boredom is a scary thing. I was on leave last week while everyone else was basically busy at work or school, so I spent most of my time nua-ing and doing random thing (i went to the ZOO btw!). That got me through till Friday. Then the weekend came. First time in I can't remember when that I didn't have plans on a sat night. my dad was so surprised he commented 'how come you're at home?'. haha right. so basically I was dead bored. and it really didn't help that pptv isn't showing my hk drama anymore!!! like seriously, how do you expect me to kill time if I can't watch episodes after episodes on weekends! so anyway my point was, I didn't have anything to watch online, and nobody to go out with. I mean, i've been wanting to stay at home for a while so that I can spend some time with my family, I realised that I haven't been talking to my mum much coz she's always busy with either my sis or my bro. So basically she assumes that all is good in my life. but anyway the main idea was, I was home for a good 2 days last weekend while everyone in the family went out and left me alone. nice. home alone with nothing to do. I was restless. yes. that's why my mum keeps telling me to get out of the house when i'm bored. interesting isn't it? usually mums will keep nagging at their kids to stay at home more often, but my mum tries to get me out of the house to that i won't disturb her haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i'm not sure if it is a good or bad thing. but i found out about priorities last weekend. I mean i was quite upset about it, but it really did knock a lot of sense into me and really put things into perspective. It was actually quite hard to swallow that down, but at the very minimal consolation, now i know. talk about time management haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I re-read a book recently, or rather the past 2 days. The previous time I read it, it seemed to me like some airy fairy nonsense, probably because I couldn't put it into context yet, but now it seems to make more sense! haha i shall see if it actually works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh not sure if any of you caught the special in sunday times last weekend! haha its about how singles these days are more pro-active about signing themselves up at dating agencies! lol! and apparently pple my age are starting to sign up for it! omgaah. but its so expensive! entrance fee of 2000?? ok yes even though my parents have been too busy to talk to me much, but out of the few sentences they tell me, its mostly got to do with finding a boyfriend. okok i get it, i've put it on my agenda this year! i actually jokingly said to my dad 'pa, why not u pay for my dating agency fee, then sure can find very fast'. then my dad was like 'oh but don't u go out so often?'. ok so i inferred that since he didn't directly say 'no', its actually a yes and he might actually contemplate sending me to these agencies when the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pple feel the pressure coz female bio clocks are ticking. did you all know that some 23 year old woman in romania is a GRANDMOTHER. omg. ok that's like all the way at the end of the life cycle already! i feel like i'm still some caterpillar who hasn't even built its cocoon yet. hmm its called the lava stage? lol. ok some pri school science knowledge still sticks with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i just re-read the last part of this entry. no i'm not getting desperate! its just an interesting topic that I thought would be fun to talk about haha. i mean why settle for less when you know you're worth more right? hahaha! and i know most of you reading this are single anyway, so this is prob an interesting read lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-8718357882304951025?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/8718357882304951025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=8718357882304951025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8718357882304951025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8718357882304951025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2011/03/wow-its-been-almost-half-year-since-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-7166068631583734084</id><published>2010-11-04T12:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T12:09:06.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can i just say whatever? WHOCARES!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the more i do the more pek cek i get!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY DON'T YOU TIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-7166068631583734084?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/7166068631583734084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=7166068631583734084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7166068631583734084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7166068631583734084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2010/11/can-i-just-say-whatever-whocares-more-i.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-6062173990320249878</id><published>2010-10-31T12:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T12:17:29.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sleeepyyy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my sis commented that my working life is more happening than my school life. point noted. i think this is the 4th or 5th consecutive weekend that i've slept in the wee hours of the morning, and that's so not me. what happened to my sleep at 11pm routine? temporarily gone. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh now i'm so sleepy i can't really recall what i wanted to blog about. i think this is faintly what i wanted to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as a continuation of my previous entry, where i mentioned that you never know what can happen, or rather, you can never be too sure about anything. like who would have known that my working life would be so happening? or that i would be hanging out with group b pple, or that at the age of 22, visit a local club for the first time! yes i've gone clubbing two weekends in a row. i'm still trying to get over my own shock. what happened to 'aiya i'm too old for a club alr la, already working leh', or 'only havoc pple go to clubs, i'm a guai girl'. what happened ah.. i really don't know. and now the most ironic thing is that my work friends think that i'm a routine clubber! can't believe that. believe it or not, i only started visiting clubs after graduation. sigh... no more clubbing till xmas bash! and no more drinking/late nights still next year!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to advocate healthy activities AKA squash? badminton? movies? basically i'm game for anything we can do in the day time and not affect my 11pm sleeping routine haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and pple are starting to doubt my chinese again. ok i admit my chinese wasn't the pro-est in jc, but colloquially, it did get better over the years and nobody said that my chinese sounded weird in ntu. but just this week, 2 pple said my chinese is weird and that i should speak english instead. sigh. at least i know what is microsoft in chinese!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway back to my point, you can never be too sure about anything. you really can't pre-empt what can happen tmr, maybe you can forecast the weather, but its really hard to say what can happen 1-2 weeks later. you never know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about my run. hmm i think its inevitable that smaller cliques form, but i think at the end of the day, it should be best if we're all still friends, not necessarily close friends, but at least pple we would like to meet for lunch with haha. i think switzerland is a good country to emulate isn't it? hope all goes well ends well! we are after all ONE RUN =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-6062173990320249878?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/6062173990320249878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=6062173990320249878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/6062173990320249878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/6062173990320249878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2010/10/sleeepyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-292905315694700860</id><published>2010-09-15T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T21:23:45.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'omg its already 6pm and i'm still at office!' this was what ran through my mind today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time i went back to office and finished tidying up some loose ends, it was already 7+. so i was just exclaiming how late it was today and i've never worked so late before, then qy and huili told me it was normal, in fact, it is actually EARLY! this is scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to adjust to working late and squeezing on the train back home with the late crowd. bye bye 530pm knock off times =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. actually i should pace myself with my work. it's really not worth it rushing. actually there is no need to rush. i realised i've been rushing a lot lately. i rush to work in the mornings, but it doesn't really matter what time i reach coz auditors are always late. then i rush through my work coz apparently its A LOT of vouching, and its super tedious, but actually, its manageable, and i can go home on time. then when more work is given nearer knock-off time, i pressurise myself to rush even faster! then i end up getting so fed up because my numbers just can't tie. then i rush home to eat dinner so i can rest, but after that i realise i have nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so conclusion - pace myself and don't rush. it's not worth it. haha,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-292905315694700860?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/292905315694700860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=292905315694700860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/292905315694700860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/292905315694700860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2010/09/omg-its-already-6pm-and-im-still-at.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-6683328513139951263</id><published>2010-07-25T18:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T18:54:30.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;The past three months after graduation have been spectacular. It was definitely a very different three months that I have ever experienced and one that I will hold the memories of dearly. I think this whole year seemed to have prepared me for the three months of travelling; by taking the cultural intelligence elective, it has opened a whole new world of travelling to me. While travelling in America, I was told the difference between ‘holidaying’ and ‘travelling’, something that I never really used to draw a distinct line to separate, to me, it was the same – as long as I was on a plane to another country, I was on a holiday. But now I realised that I am more of a traveller than a holiday-er (or maybe it’s too soon to say this since I have yet to experience the stressful life of work and therefore do not appreciate lazing around a resort). I enjoy seeing and learning the culture of different countries, it’s something that I find extremely interesting and unique. I remember just a few months ago, I was complaining to my friends that this world is too small and that there is nowhere on this planet earth that I want to visit anymore. Oh my was I naive, I admit I was superficial and acted like a typical Singaporean; the main aims of visiting a country were to go shopping and get my passport stamped. I have been to most of Asia, but have I really travelled to these places? Maybe. Maybe not. I think my mindset has changed, and I am glad it has while I’m still young and still have the chance to travel to these places once again with a new perspective and aim. I’m glad I did that this summer, and it really been travelling very special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;During the cultural intelligence class, the professor stressed the four dimensions of CQ – motivation, knowledge, strategy and action. At first I thought it was fluff and I couldn’t really draw it to my travel experiences because I went for all the tourist traps and spent my time in malls. But as the class proceeded and I interacted with my Canadian and European group mates, I started to appreciate the CQ dimensions better. I admit, my CQ motivation was pretty low at first, I figured out that I was such an experienced traveller that I knew how most cultures worked and why bother getting to know them. But when I started my travelling in Europe, I realised that my knowledge of Europe was pathetic. For me, I think my CQ motivation starting kicking in when I started living and interacting in a community of Europeans. Seeing the way they led their lives and socialise was very eye-opening, something that I had yet to see for myself firsthand and probably hardly ever saw a Singaporean doing the same. After pacing outside one of the Amsterdam pubs for a long while, we finally mustered the courage and joined the pub crawl. At first, we acted like typical Singaporeans and sat to ourselves, drinking our Coronas while everyone else mingled around and talked as if they were best friends from their previous lives. Pam and I thought to ourselves that they were so weird and how could they talk so openly to strangers. In Singapore, in a social setting like this, firstly, most Singaporeans would never join a pub crawl with strangers, secondly, even if they do, they would just sit with their friends in a corner and ignore the rest of the world. Yes that’s us, typical Singaporeans. But being ever so adventurous, Pam dragged me to socialise with the ang mohs. It was really weird for me because I don’t usually talk to strangers at pubs and making small talk was well, tiring. But it didn’t turn out that bad because we befriended this Aussie guy we met earlier in the day tour, and he introduced us to different people in the crawl. That was my first experience talking to random strangers in a pub. My second experience followed soon that very night. Moving on to the next pub, Pam and I decided to grab some fries, so we squeezed into some seats where some IT guys started talking to us. I was a little worried at first because my impression of a random guy chatting you up at a pub usually doesn’t lead to anywhere good. But those guys were really nice and were there just to have a decent chat. They probably had as little knowledge of Singapore as we had of Europe, so talking about cultural differences was a good conversation starter. At least I learnt something that night – the capital of Poland is also called Russia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Travelling in Europe was really a test of endurance and strength. Most people I know backpacked in Europe. I thought that was insane – backpack?? Well, but after travelling there, maybe it’s not that bad an idea after all even though I still prefer my trolley bag. I am proud to say that I travelled around Europe with my luggage bag, lived in hostels, navigated my way around nine cities and experienced some of the craziest flight/train schedules a traveller could have. Travelling and going on a tour package is very different, and even though travelling is very tiring, I think it’s worth because you get the full experience. Previously, I have made short trips to Hong Kong and Australia free and easy, so I thought I was experienced enough to handle Europe – how different could it be? Well, very. Europeans are very good walkers and very independent people. You can see Swedish parents pushing their gigantic prams up and down trams all by themselves – what about Singaporeans? Taxi or car. I don’t think I have ever seen a pram on a SBS bus before. Well since taxis were exorbitantly priced in Europe, Pam and I lived the way Europeans did. We took public transport, took budget flights, trains and walked. On my last day, I was proud to say that I lugged 30kg of luggage, took a tram to Gothenburg train station, then a train to Copenhagen airport, flew to Bangkok to transit, then finally back to Singapore. Yes all by myself! In Singapore, if we’re lazy, there would always be some mode of vehicle we could take, but not in Europe – we had to walk (my poor calf muscles!). And it really didn’t help much that we aren’t very fast walkers. Whenever we asked for directions, we had to multiply the predicted time taken to reach the destination by the magic number three. The same number applied in America. San Francisco was the craziest! I was told that on average, they walk for about 45 minutes a day!!! That’s like the time I take to drive to NTU, go to the toilet, and stroll to the classroom! So in short, I’m just really glad I live in Singapore, experiencing walking is interesting, but I still prefer my pampered vehicle lifestyle here in this little country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Another lesson that I picked up from this holiday is to never say never, I know this sounds cheesy since it sounds like the Adidas slogan ‘Impossible is nothing’, but in my travels, it was something that was constantly reinforced in me. In Europe, I never thought I would stay in a hostel, which I did and enjoyed. I never thought I would go to a club, let alone a gay club, which I did and liked. I never expected myself to be in three cities in a day (Frankfurt – Prague – Berlin), which was exhausting, but a feat I will remember! I never thought I would go on a pub crawl and talk to ang moh strangers. I never thought I would have to run like it was an Amazing Race Competition to catch my flight in Brussels. I never thought I would ever miss a flight and be stranded at an airport. In America, I never thought I would travel with ang mohs on a tour group and actually make good friends with them. I never expected myself to go clubbing in Vegas. I never expected myself to get a bad sun tan in Vegas. And lastly, I have never expected myself to become a traveller and visit cultural places and forgo shopping. Everything is this world is changing constantly and life is too long to predict anything in the long run. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I think one of the reasons I was able to enjoy the full travelling experience was because I travelled with only one other friend each time. I realised that being Singaporeans, our collective nature makes us stay together instinctively, and this somehow hinders our interaction with other nationals. If I had gone to America with a bunch of friends, it’s highly likely that we would have chosen to go on a road trip over a Contiki tour. I wouldn’t say travelling with just another female made lugging the luggage any easier, but I would say it was a valuable experience, and it definitely made me fitter and stronger, both mentally and physically. Somehow I knew I would make it in the end, it was just a matter of time. I knew that there could always be a plan B, and not to fret in times of emergency. When Pam and I caught the wrong train and realised that we were going to miss our flight to Prague, I didn’t feel as nervous as I should have been, I knew there would be a way out. So when we arrived at the airport, and realised that we were stranded in Brussels, I just laughed it off and added it to my collection of valuable experiences. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;I think I am very fortunate in the sense that, not many people have the experience of travelling to three continents in three months, so I reckon it should be a feat I am proud of. I admit it did burst a big hole in a pocket, but it was definitely something that I would still have done given a second choice. Once I start work, which is in less than 24 hours, it will probably be extremely difficult for me to take a long stretch of holiday and travel as I did in the past three months. Although I missed the World Cup this time due to my travels, I plan to visit Brazil in four years to watch the Brazilians win the World Cup in their home country! So visiting South America is on my next itinerary, and I’m so excited just by the thought of it! Travelling to South America! Imagine that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&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/10276672-6683328513139951263?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/6683328513139951263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=6683328513139951263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/6683328513139951263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/6683328513139951263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2010/07/past-three-months-after-graduation-have.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-601595972937688535</id><published>2010-02-05T23:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T00:55:21.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i spent 4 hours learning how to meditate yesterday. hmm actually i don't think the point of flying a psychologist all the way from sydney was to teach us how to get into a trance state, but after doing the same thing for 4 hours, it's hard not to think that way. anyway a trance state happens when you 'over-concentrate'. scary. at least i wasn't the only one haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, actually i think yesterday's culture class was to emphasise the fact that we should be mindful about our concentration and awareness about our sensitivity to the various cultural mannerisms. we did a total of 4 'meditations'; i tried my best to listen to the instructions for the first 2, but after the break, i completely didn't listen to what she was talking about. i think i've somehow mastered the skill of selective listening over the years, and i've actually become quite good at it lol. for the last exercise, we were supposed to learn how to fight our 'wants'. so we were given a piece of chocolate each and told to put it on our tongues. naturally saliva was triggered, but we were told not to swallow our saliva. wow how clever. hmm but i didn't really care, or rather, i didn't even realise there was such an instruction, so i swallowed my saliva. the canadian guy next to me kept so much saliva that he accidentally spat on his shirt! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i realised that it's not that easy to find people who have time, budget and freedom. where are u pam??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-601595972937688535?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/601595972937688535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=601595972937688535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/601595972937688535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/601595972937688535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-spent-4-hours-learning-how-to.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-667168830264827475</id><published>2010-02-02T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T21:56:53.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my first contribution to my course blog =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just a little Singapore culture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘So what is Singapore’s culture like? It seems to be so manufactured’. This was what Hilori asked me on our first lesson. I replied ‘yup it is, Singapore is a very manufactured place; our education, infrastructure and even the government is moulded according to our economy needs’ and I added on by saying ‘yup Singapore’s culture is just like any other city culture’&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was how I answered her question that day, but I went back and thought about it, is Singapore’s culture really so manufactured? Isn’t there a distinct point that makes us uniquely Singaporean? And I’m glad to say yes there is. What she observed of Singapore’s culture was probably just the tip of the iceberg; the huge block of ice underneath the water was probably hidden by our ‘manufactured city look’.&lt;br /&gt;Just the way we speak for instance, ‘Singlish’ – the Singapore version of English. My friend just recounted an incident to me; while she was conversing with her brother in Singlish, her British friend asked ‘what language are u speaking?’. Apparently, our version of English is so different from the mainstream English language, that even her British friend couldn’t recognise it! If i were to say ‘my class has a lot of ang mohs’ or ‘Sian, I need to go to school tomorrow’, I guess most foreigners probably won’t understand what I mean. This I feel, is one of the unique traits that makes us Singaporean, at least I am pretty sure I can recognise a Singaporean overseas when I hear one. Even though our government encourages us to speak proper English, I still like Singlish, I like the fact that we can make up our own words, or conveniently borrow phrases from various dialects or other languages and call it our own. I guess Singapore is probably the only place that you can find a language that isn’t recognised as an official language, and yet is used widely by the whole nation.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I just want to emphasise the point that this course has made me more aware of my own culture. Living in Singapore made me assume I knew Singapore’s culture inside out, but I guess living the culture is quite different from putting it into words. I guess I didn’t give much thought about what was Singapore’s culture like, but now I am more sensitive to my culture I hope I have understood my culture a little better.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;FYI: ‘Sian’ means sick and tired of something. ‘Ang mohs’ refer to Caucasians in general.&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested in more Singlish words, you can refer to this url (it’s not exhaustive though): http://www.travel.com.sg/publish/stbportal/en/home/about_singapore/fun_stuff/singlish_dictionary.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-667168830264827475?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/667168830264827475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=667168830264827475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/667168830264827475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/667168830264827475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-first-contribution-to-my-course-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-4706815114867687131</id><published>2010-01-31T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T21:31:19.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so caught up with my grad trip! i'm really excited! this weekend was really full of dilemmas - europe or america? i wanted to go to both so badly i actually entertained the thought of flying to both places! lol but well, i've decided to go to america in the end! i think it will be awesome experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my whole mind is just whirling with excitement about my grad trip! and all i want to do is to book my air tickets and accomodation ASAP! i want to make sure it's a definite green light! but patience my dear patience! hmm but patience is killing me! I WANT IT NOW! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this semester so far has been very 'cultural' for me. i think it's probably because of this HR elective that i am taking. it's about cultural intelligence and 90% of the class is made up of exchange students! even the asians there were either ABCs or CBCs! my group has 7 pple, 2 singaporeans (but 1 is cmi all the time, no that's not me), 1 german, 2 canadians, 1 swede and 1 norwegian! isn't that cool! i mean, i never knew this class was going to be so 'interactive'.when i signed up for this elective, i thought it will be a purely theory kinda course, so when i stepped into the class and saw a sea of blondes and brunnettes, i had a shock of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually took another cultural elective in year 1, did a cultural presentation in year 2, and effectively, i thought i was QUITE culture-savvy. well i guess not. i am rather intimidated by all their ang moh accents! and i get all tongue twisted when i want to speak ENGLISH, horrifying isn't it! i never expected myself to have a day that i would find speaking english difficult, or rather, intimidating! so for 4 hours every week, i just smile and nod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, but to be honest, i'm actually quite excited to go to class every thurs (Even though i don't do my readings and i pray hard my prof doesn't call me to ans questions). i really enjoy the experience of hanging out among so many international ang mohs. i guess it's something different from the past 5 semesters of uni life, and that's exactly the little spark i need in my school life. i won't say i enjoy myself thoroughly because i still feel quite awkward hanging out with the ang mohs, but it's a different experience to be a minority race for once =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it's hard to believe, but part of the course grade is a compulsory group outing. so the prof suggested we go to chinatown to feel the cny mood. but my grp pple didn't really like the idea, so this german guy suggested gg to JB to eat seafood! how hip is that! so when i said i didn't know how to get to JB, he said 'oh it's easy, you just take a bus. the tuas checkpoint is near our school right? i've been there a few times already'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about being sua gu. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-4706815114867687131?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/4706815114867687131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=4706815114867687131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4706815114867687131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4706815114867687131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-so-caught-up-with-my-grad-trip-im.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-338804471584247339</id><published>2010-01-18T13:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T14:14:54.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school has started =( and even though this is officially my last semester of my academic life, i seemed to be dreading school the most this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian. the uni cycle repeats itself for the 6th time! and i'm so glad it's my last. i can't imagine if i took a 4 or 5 year course, it's akin to self-torment! well, but the bright side is, i only have 2 exams this sem and 2 mods aren't contributing to my GPA. so relatively slack? hmm not really.. but at least no exams! so i might be able to tag along with my mum on a hols before grad trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yesterday i realised the wonders of internet shopping! what started off as a brief check of recommended eyecreams online turned up to be a wonderful eye-opener! did you know there are SO MANY skin/hair care products that can't be found in singapore, but they are supposedly very effective and popular in other countries! it's quite sad how our cosmetic counters are populated by the same few brands all over the island. B O R I N G. so i'm really glad we small time consumers can import items from overseas through the internet and vpost! 3 cheers! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well but skincare products are really expensive! broke. need to find ways to earn more money!! maybe i should first cut cost by staying at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i found a very cool spree site that can help you spree almost ANYTHING from usa! ok it's not THAT cheap coz the exchange rate is 1.45, but at least it's convenient and its cheaper if i'm only getting 1 item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw 301 is so boring. horribly boring. i don't get it why they have to come up with a whole new module that is effectively a combination of all the previous modules. once again, reading is dreadful. sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-338804471584247339?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/338804471584247339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=338804471584247339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/338804471584247339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/338804471584247339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2010/01/school-has-started-and-even-though-this.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-6034688792421375857</id><published>2009-12-13T15:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T15:11:33.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg what if i'm really suffering from CERVICAL SPONDYLOSIS??? it's CHRONIC!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i might... lose control of my bowel movements!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's supposed to strike pple in their 60s, but i just turned 21!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum says it's not. but i seem to hit all the symptoms.. when i joke that i'm old, i didn't mean THIS OLD =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok no more pushing away physio. physiotherapy and pilates here i come!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-6034688792421375857?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/6034688792421375857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=6034688792421375857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/6034688792421375857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/6034688792421375857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/12/omg-what-if-im-really-suffering-from.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-8287394464575868687</id><published>2009-12-02T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T19:35:06.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is week 3 of my exams, and the 5th week of hibernation. i have been at home for so long that i felt a little weird going to school and seeing so many pple. i think this is really my longest exam yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have 1 more week to go before my blue sky holiday starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most pple would have started their holidays on monday, and perhaps have 1-2 weeks to prepare for their big 4 interviews. sadly not me. this week is the worst week for me because i'm studying for this elec that i realised i have no interest in at all. and it's so mathematical, and the tvm theory is driving me nuts. how am i supposed to rmb what i learnt 2 years ago?? i even had to ask birong a very basic qns - &lt;i&gt;what does it mean when a bond is sold at par?&lt;/i&gt; i felt a little silly to ask coz she answered it so easily. well, my only excuse is that i'm an acc student. i'm definitely going to stay in the accounting line. bye bye banks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm counting down to the 11th. ok, strictly speaking, i'd be ecstatic once i finish my interviews on the 10th. then i will be freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee to do anything i want and not worry at the back of my mind whether i have completed my revision, and whether i can get a 'S'. sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway to celebrate ap's belated 21st, we went to this new place at vivo - st. louis castle (sth like that). well, i think the food was not bad, but not value for money. and it's weird coz i think they hire under-aged waitresses to appeal to pedophiles. the waitress who greeted us at the entrance was this bespectacled blur looking girl who looks at most 16 years old. and as yunru puts it, the waitress uniform looks like their PE uniform! lol so yes, they wore shorts, which i thought looked quite inappropriate. and well, i guess to make it look less like a PE uniform, they wore angel wings and tiaras too! yeshhhh. i really don't understand why pple want to wear such clothes for $4.50/h. is it really worth it?? and i don't even think the angel wings fit into the whole castle theme at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well but on the whole, i think the restaurant was not bad. and we talked abt very interesting topics that evening. i never knew singapore still had discos! and ktv girls!! o m g! and it's at orchard road!! scary scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 more days to freedom. i want to go on a holiday. bangkok. hk again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-8287394464575868687?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/8287394464575868687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=8287394464575868687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8287394464575868687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8287394464575868687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-week-3-of-my-exams-and-5th-week.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-4074773701107423538</id><published>2009-11-12T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T00:06:25.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's that time of the semester again. how dreadful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's a list of things that keep my happy during this horrid period:&lt;br /&gt;1)smsing pple&lt;br /&gt;2)talking on the phone&lt;br /&gt;3)talking to kristin&lt;br /&gt;4)playing with oakey&lt;br /&gt;5)drinking milk&lt;br /&gt;6)eating aloe vera&lt;br /&gt;7)reading life in the morning&lt;br /&gt;8)hk drama!!&lt;br /&gt;9)kang xi&lt;br /&gt;10)trips to j8 (pathetic i know)&lt;br /&gt;11)sleeping/naps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does it seem like a long list? hmm but somehow it just seems more of my routine than things that i really love doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will have to live the next 4 weeks of my life like that. hmm. i think after next fri's paper, i should feel quite relieved. all this reading is making my eyes spin. it's really amazing how longwinded some authors can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 paper a week. a blessing or curse? most pple end 1 week earlier than me, so they have 1 whole week to prepare for their big 4 interviews. hmm and i only have half a day to prepare for 2 interviews the following day. yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise i gulp a lot these days. dunno why i'm starting to have difficulty swallowing my saliva, maybe there's something wrong with my gullet. oh my.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-4074773701107423538?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/4074773701107423538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=4074773701107423538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4074773701107423538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4074773701107423538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-that-time-of-semester-again.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-7244825428589876361</id><published>2009-10-15T23:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T00:49:02.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i finally managed to take a 2 hour nap just now. and it felt like the long awaited rain after the drought. i feel so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i've been running on adrenaline for the past 3 weeks chasing one deadline after another; everything seemed to tail the end of its former. Just trying to keep up with all the tests, citi case challenge, presentations, twf, big 4 applications, seminars, readings, etc all seemed like a whirlwind. But i'm glad to say for this weekend (at least), things seem to be back to routine, and i really hope i can adjust my biological clock back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as most pple would have known, my team came in second for the citi case challenge. hmm it was really a big surprise for us because we were only aiming for semi-finals and hoping we could add something to our resume haha. and after being allocated to the division with extremely keen competition, we just decided to do our due diligence not to get shot during the QnA haha. i think working without such winning pressue probably did us good because we were more focused on the thought process rather than the results, and in the midst, enjoyed ourselves a lot =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say, i don't regret joining the citi case challenge at all even though it screwed up my bio clock and made me lag behind schoolwork. i think i learnt a lot. as ap said, she never knew that she could survive for 30+ hours without sleep and still function properly. neither did i. so maybe we are cut out for audit after all lol. and of course, there are the usual takeaways like getting to know more zai pple, more savvy citibankers, more industry insight etc. but more importantly, on a personal level, i think this competition exposed me to learn things from ap ww and jason. yup it might not seem like it, but i really think i learnt things from them, or rather, got to know them better. and i appear to pale in comparison, so i guess i can't be too slack on myself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i hit my tiredness threshold yesterday. i was all set to come home and sleep till dinner because i was plain exhausted. but my mum came home and told me that j8 couldn't develop my photo, and i had to settle it myself. and i snapped coz i was hungry and tired, and i couldn't take my long-anticipated nap. and of course, she scolded me back for being difficult. sigh. yup so i had to settle the photo developing myself. it was a complete moodspoiler and i was feeling extremely sian beyond sian. but i guess i don't regret making the trip down myself to develop the photo because i felt much better after drinking my starfruit juice and having a nice chat with my friend (hmm i don't think my friend wants to be identified since my friend prefers an extremely low profile haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i went down to develop the photo and my friend decided to meet me for a while and get some starbucks. apparently my friend was feeling rather gloomy too even though it's hard to tell haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend mentioned an article about one's natural happiness level. i can't seem to identify if my happiness level is low, moderate or high. according to the article, if ur happiness level is low, then you'd get excited easily, but it will soon fall back to your usual low level. hmm. do i get excited easily? hardly right.. but i don't really agree that my happiness level is high. i don't exactly feel ecstatic everyday.. maybe my happiness level is moderate? hmm how boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it's nice to have someone who has an embarrassing studying habit like me. haha. i vividly rmb tina neo (some eng teacher in sec school) once sarcastically said to this girl 'oh my, you're using a ruler to read? that is so primary school! i'm sure scgs girls are better readers than that!'. hmm. so from jc onwards, i made it a point to read in my mind without a ruler. what a bad mistake; i ended up taking twice the amount of time and putting in twice the amount of effort. and it took me 4 years to realise that i should have just stuck to my embarrasing (but efficient) studying method i used in sec school. just like me, my friend walks around the room like an 'energiser bunny' and regurgitates the facts OUT LOUD. lol! seriously, it's much better for pple like us. i tried that with my one of my audit chapters this week, and i only took half the usual time i took to finish it. yup ok so my conclusion is efficiency over embarrassment. but maybe i'd just need to drink more water and use more muscle gel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm come to think of it, i'm actually quite thankful i manage to make new friends (not including acquantainces) every sem; friends that you actually have similar backgrounds with and common conversational topics. yesterday, we talked about our previous education history. i have no idea how we got to this topic, but i guess revisiting this topic made me reflect quite a bit about my attitude towards achieving results. well, my grades have gone downhill since sec school, while my friend's has gone up. i guess i kinda lost my motivation along the way, and now it's kinda too late to up my gpa anyway. but i will try not to lose this motivation anymore. i think this friend of mine is quite a good benchmark. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i went for the twf dinner on monday. and i've successfully learnt how to deshell a prawn with a fork and knife! well but what really left a mark was what the instructor said at the conclusion - &lt;em&gt;the twists and turns of life always takes its course. &lt;/em&gt;i somehow find it very true, it's like everything happens for a reason; everything always falls in place somehow. and when you look back, you will understand why some things happened the way it did. it eventually all makes sense =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-7244825428589876361?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/7244825428589876361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=7244825428589876361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7244825428589876361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7244825428589876361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-finally-managed-to-take-2-hour-nap.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-1247750645633560591</id><published>2009-09-27T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:21:06.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm getting a new phone!!! =D deliberating for so long, i've decided that i will just change one before my plan expires!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting a htc HERO! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup but it didn't come easy. i spent my whole wkend arguing (ok talking) with the singtel operators! i think i talked to at least 5-6 of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's damn ridiculous coz i was practically put on a wild goose chase. i even went all the way to amk hub before i realised that the phone i want can only be bought online!! what the.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went home and tried to get it online. then i realised they they can't gimme the $100 early upgrade waive off coz it's an online purchase! WHAT THE.  and i can only get the phone ONE WK LATER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhh. ok nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O M G. i just saw the funniest thing on tv history!! 2 pple are playing a word guessing game in english:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: spell 'DOG'&lt;br /&gt;B: G O D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA~~~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-1247750645633560591?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/1247750645633560591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=1247750645633560591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/1247750645633560591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/1247750645633560591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-getting-new-phone-d-deliberating-for.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-9007958812795732946</id><published>2009-09-09T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T22:26:39.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow whitening products really work! i rmb last time in sc, we took the skin tone colour test, and i was concluded to be a warm coloured person. yup so i always wore 'tree' colours to match my brown/yellowish skin tone. and i never bothered looking for any other colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today. i went for twf and the image consultant did this cloth test on me, and said i was a COOL colour person and i should wear BRIGHT colours!! wow! can you believe that?? i think it's coz i've been putting sunblock since after A levels! so that's about 3 years of sunblock/whitening. and it really works! wow! hahaha. see still laugh me at me for using an umbrella when i walk to the mrt! i'm so GLAD i used it. i love UV umbrellas! it's such a fantastic invention! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and in case i haven't told you yet. chelly and i bought dog decals for our cars!!! we're shipping it in from USA!! so exciting!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! kk i can see the shock and stun expressions on ur faces. coz that's the exact reaction when i told birong and jason. they thought chelly and i were insane. ehh we're not la, it's just that it's so hard to find dog decals in sg! i even managed to customise mine! it says 'I (heart) OAKEY!' so cool right? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm oh yar 306 is driving me nuts. hedge hedge hedge. aiyo so confusing. my brain is being squeezed dry. siannnnnnnnnn. why must we present =( why can't we just do our debit credit debit credit, so much more interesting. aiya whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-9007958812795732946?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/9007958812795732946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=9007958812795732946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/9007958812795732946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/9007958812795732946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow-whitening-products-really-work-i.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-9127247384483370944</id><published>2009-09-02T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:35:06.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow thanks anon. and somehow you don't seem that anonymous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. i've started to come to terms with this sem's workload. i realised that the only reason why i felt so stressed was because in my entire year 2, i didn't do my consistent readings and always went in with blank answers. that's why when i got grouped with super conscientious pple, i suddenly felt a surge in pressure. but fortunately for me, i've found my balancing point =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've given up on my 304 readings. it's too LONG and BORING. and the amazing thing is that if you just read the chapter headings and the models, it's quite sufficient to do the tutorials! i'm so happy i discovered it! yar i'm still going to do my tutorials coz apparently someone in my group complains abt members who don't do work! so scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for my bf214 elec. i haven't read a single chapter, so i'm definitely going to SU it. ok so that's settled. it would seem too much a sacrifice to make my hk dramas the opportunity cost. nono. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so effectively, i just need to read in detail for 306! and that's quite ok coz i actually find it quite enjoyable haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-9127247384483370944?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/9127247384483370944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=9127247384483370944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/9127247384483370944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/9127247384483370944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow-thanks-anon.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-4772779946809962733</id><published>2009-08-25T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:58:12.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so busy. and STRESSED! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so weird coz i have never felt so stressed for all my past 4 sems in ntu, but this is only week 3 and i feel as though i'm in exam mode!! ok maybe compared to my previously slack sems where i didn't bother doing my readings and doing my tutorials, this sem is a change. but changing is hard =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the worst thing is, i seem to be the only one so stressed! when i tell other pple that i think the readings are killing me, pple just nod. sigh. why why why. my mum says i haven't gained the momentum yet. whoa.. that's a lot of inertia to go against. i thought i worked quite hard the previous weekend alr, but i still didn't have time to do my audit tutorial, so i just read through this morning. oh but guess what! i was teh only one in my WHOLE GROUP who went in with a blank foolscape!! my other members had their foolscape full of words (note: not scribbles)!! whoa extra stress! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i think i need to do something about this. it's not right. how can everyone else complete their readings so easily while i'm getting so stressed?? there must be something wrong. maybe i should do my readings in my room instead of the dining room and getting so distracted by oakey. can you believe i take ONE WHOLE DAY to read ONE CHAPTER? what an incredulously slow speed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. this stress should have come to me in year 1 when i still had control over my GPA. why year 3? everything's already set. sigh. aiyayayayayyayaya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-4772779946809962733?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/4772779946809962733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=4772779946809962733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4772779946809962733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4772779946809962733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-so-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-4810191815060945136</id><published>2009-08-20T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:40:38.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i  just finished watching kangxi. and i realised that being lazy is a horrible horrible thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's in my blood. i guess i just have to live with it. oh my. i'm even too lazy to do anything abt my laziness. what an irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i've just finished the second wk of school! and everyday had been extremely tiring! just buying the textbooks alone made me quite stressed! yar i know i drive, but i'm also extremely superbly miserly with paying parking. so i'd rather trek up the hill and walk the long distances rather than to pay a buck. hmm but yar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and there are so many readings to do!!! even though i have a 3 day school wk, i think i would need to spend 4 days preparing for it/doing my readings/doing my tutorials etc. another irony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm lazy. lazy to go out.  kristin says i should bother to dress nicely when i go to ntuc. harr but so mafan! ok but then again, i realised that there are a million and one pple who stay near me!! suddenly bishan is such a hip and happening place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's apparently very very detrimental.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-4810191815060945136?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/4810191815060945136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=4810191815060945136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4810191815060945136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4810191815060945136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-just-finished-watching-kangxi.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-5396305901852054548</id><published>2009-08-16T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:17:17.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just finished this tw drama - fated to love you! it's been a super long time since i've watched tw idol drama, but this one is really nice =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i still don't find ethan ruan hot, but he's quite cute la. but overall i still like the plot, it's more mature and it has deeper emotional thoughts. haha that's what i liked about it =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-5396305901852054548?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/5396305901852054548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=5396305901852054548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/5396305901852054548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/5396305901852054548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-just-finished-this-tw-drama-fated-to.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-7922851634891793512</id><published>2009-08-16T13:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:01:04.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just read on sunday times that this year, 3 singaporeans topped oxford! wow. ok well i'm not exactly very surprised considering i know a handful of pple in oxford/cambridge, and i know these pple are extremely motivated and driven. wen's going to be one of them when she graduates next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i look at myself. well once upon a time, i was classmates with these pple. for those who knew me after sc, i know it's hard to believe, but i was once driven, studied hard and was proud of my grades. i mean, my grades are still acceptable. but in comparison, now i don't even bother to read up before seminars and i find it an extreme chore to do my readings. i guess i've come to a realisation that i don't mind settling for second and i no longer see the need to be so competitive. maybe i'm finding excuses for myself so that i can be conveniently lazy. to be honest, my laziness does irk me sometimes, i could be achieving so much more. perhaps i could have been one of those scholars studying abroad if i hadn't slacked in j1. or perhaps i could be on the dean's list if i rekindled the drive to excel. ok not perhaps. i know i could be if i wanted to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think life is too comfortable for me. when those oxford pple are mugging their guts out for that extra half mark, i would be thinking of which movie or drama i should watch next. and when they are burning the midnight oil and ploughing through the thick reference books, i choose to scan through my scanty notes to make sure i get the main gist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. why. why. why. i only have 1 more year left before i graduate. maybe i should work harder? but i must first find a reason for me to work hard. with a reason comes motivation. but what should it be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-7922851634891793512?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/7922851634891793512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=7922851634891793512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7922851634891793512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7922851634891793512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-just-read-on-sunday-times-that-this_16.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-8634747092732959231</id><published>2009-08-12T09:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T10:46:58.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if u're thinking of a way to kill a car. maybe i can give you some advice coz i seem to be on a car-killing streak lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;incident 1&lt;br /&gt;what turned out to be a rewarding dust-sweeping experience turned out to be one of my biggest nightmares. you see, i was quite excited about the new magic-clean duster, so i bought one to clean up the dust that was collecting in the car. so i cleaned cleaned cleaned. then to prove to my mum how effective and wonderful the duster was, i stuck it all the way into my handbrake. and it happened. my detachable duster got stuck INSIDE my handbrake!! omg. so my mum gave me these mini jewellery pincers to kiap it out. oh. then it happened again. the pincers dropped into my handbrake and it got stuck inside too!!&lt;br /&gt;what a disaster! so operation 101 started. we tried to dig it out with our fat fingers, we shone a torchlight(which was rather dim and only slightly helpful. and finally as our last hope, we used the vaccum cleaner, which successfully sucked out the feather duster! BUT the pincers were still stuck inside. so how? hmm. well i tried to drive the car up and down the slope, hoping that the pincers will fall into a spot that will allow us to retrive it easily. oh but no. it kinda disappeared into thin air. i was so worried it would cut my gearbox and send my car spinning while i'm on the PIE.&lt;br /&gt;last resort: we sent it to the servicing centre just now. the technician told us they'll have to dismantle both front seats, the gear box etc etc to take out that tiny pincers. oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;on a slightly brighter note: i drove the car to school yesterday and it seemed perfectly fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;incident 2&lt;br /&gt;i drove my mum's car to send my bro to camp on sunday night. so while my bro alighted, i pulled up my handbrake. then after driving for about 10minutes on the PIE, i realised my handbrake light was on!! but the funny thing was, the car didn't seem to be encountering much friction. and i tried to push my handbrake down, it was already down. but why was my handbrake light on?&lt;br /&gt;to my horror. i realised that the handbrake was only HALF down!! coz my spectacle case was blocking it!! yes. i felt so stupid. ok i still feel stupid. yar and the worst part is, i was driving at 90km/h with the handbrake half up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. yar so if you wanna kill a car. you can seek my advice. btw did i mention i once did a parallel parking with my handbrake up? sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum says i am a sheng1 huo2 bai2 chi1. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw UP is a great movie! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-8634747092732959231?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/8634747092732959231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=8634747092732959231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8634747092732959231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8634747092732959231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-ure-thinking-of-way-to-kill-car.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-3977306627070030374</id><published>2009-08-07T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T11:31:10.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wen chelly kyna and i met up on tues for our much-anticipated sushi kikuzawa buffet!! omg it was damn good! i had goosebumps after i ate my first salmon sushi(and i'm not exaggerating!). i dunno what's the name of the cooking technique whereby the sushi chef uses this bunsen burner thingy to cook the sashimi till it's half cooked. can anyone enlighten me? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love sushi! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and yesterday i went to the airport to send kristin off. sigh i should have dressed better; but i didn't expect to see so many pple at the airport! both my parents asked me the same question when i told them i was gg to the airport - 'you're gg to the airport dressed like that?'. and i replied without hesitation 'yar, for a short while only mah'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh but guess what. i was so embarrassed. i was in tshirt, shorts, and slippers and my fringe was clipped to the back. i looked as though changi airport was next to my house. my mum added another sentence 'you totally killed the image you've built up'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so those pple who are studying abroad have left. ok wen's still in sg, but she'd be leaving soon too. and school's starting for me. yikes.. i'm having pre-school blues. so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm i shall look forward to tmr's tiong bahru breakfast! i hope we manage to identify which ones are the good ones. yum yum =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-3977306627070030374?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/3977306627070030374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=3977306627070030374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/3977306627070030374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/3977306627070030374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/08/wen-chelly-kyna-and-i-met-up-on-tues.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-5672592463241069219</id><published>2009-07-29T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T16:02:08.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sian i hate singapore. i want to get out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's all PAMELA LIM'S FAULT!! you horrible friend!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate school. so irritating!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-5672592463241069219?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/5672592463241069219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=5672592463241069219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/5672592463241069219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/5672592463241069219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/07/sian-i-hate-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-1093457510823137274</id><published>2009-07-27T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T10:47:30.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i wonder if i'm too rational. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up super early to send mari zong and cheese off this morning, and i couldn't help but to have that 'what-if' thought. what if i didn't change my mind? i could have been on that plane to sydney too! and today would have been a brand new chapter of my life! imagine, a life in australia and an entire slack semester! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nope. i'm stuck in singapore. why? coz i rationalised it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told myself that&lt;br /&gt;1) it's way too expensive!!&lt;br /&gt;2) i'd miss my family and oakey!&lt;br /&gt;3) i just got a new car and it doesn't make sense to leave it parking at home&lt;br /&gt;4) aussie accounting standards aren't applicable to sg&lt;br /&gt;5) i can't do housework&lt;br /&gt;6) i'd miss my big 4 interview (which didn't turn out to be a problem anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as i sent them off this morning, i really wished i was on that plane too! sydney is such an awesome place! and mari zong and cheese would be excellent company! well, of course it doesn't help that my trip to shanghai is cancelled and i'm STUCK IN SG THIS HOLIDAYS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's no time to go on a holiday! oh i can't find anyone to go on holiday with me! why is everyone so busy? sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does anyone want to go on a holiday? i'm desperate! (i don't mind going to any &lt;U&gt;city&lt;/u&gt; in the world)&lt;br /&gt;zong/mari/cheese, can i crash ur apartment in sydney? hmm but i'd probably live in regret after seeing ur place. aiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-1093457510823137274?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/1093457510823137274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=1093457510823137274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/1093457510823137274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/1093457510823137274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/07/sometimes-i-wonder-if-im-too-rational.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-8845152959397252721</id><published>2009-07-27T10:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T10:35:57.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright, i wanted to blog about the end of the internship and my birthday celebrations. but blogspot was down for a while and i've been busy the past 2 weeks, so i've kinda forgotten what i wanted to write. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in short. i really enjoyed my 10 weeks with ap, ww, jason and ts! it's really unthinkable how it could have been if it wasn't for them. so i'm really glad we're all going to be clsmates next sem! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course my birthday! thank you EVERYONE for the well-wishes/presents/cards etc. i really loved it and it was extremely memorable! THANKS! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw in case you don't know. i've got FACEBOOK! haha my sis keeps complaining that i'm on fb 24/7. well that's coz i'm super free at home and i'm trying very hard to hit 200 friends!! yar i know it sounds pathetic, even wj said so himself. but nvm, i shall slack off from fb once i hit 200 friends. i just need 8 more friends! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-8845152959397252721?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/8845152959397252721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=8845152959397252721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8845152959397252721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8845152959397252721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/07/alright-i-wanted-to-blog-about-end-of.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-4673548341130430675</id><published>2009-07-17T12:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T12:27:59.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when bosses and airline companies are super anal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stress level is super high and SIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope insurance companies are nicer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-4673548341130430675?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/4673548341130430675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=4673548341130430675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4673548341130430675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4673548341130430675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-bosses-and-airline-companies-are.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-299652886641193628</id><published>2009-07-09T17:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T17:20:28.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a great day! Haha I’m in a very good mood compared to the rest of the week. Haha. Lunch made it even better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was girls-lunch-out, so as usual, we wanted to be hip and adventurous, so we headed to central to eat waraku haha. Ok it’s not that hip, but compared to the usual stuff we eat, it’s considered a luxury already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it got even better coz we ended up eating yummy jap food at this atas restaurant (called kyomomoyama). Weiwei and I ate fresh hand made sushi while ap ate the chicken don. Weiwei said the sushi there was comparable to the ones she ate in japan! Well I didn’t eat sushi while I was in japan, but I really loved the maki =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best part was, it’s only $6++! SO CHEAP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re definitely going back there again next week. Haha weiwei was very sad she didn’t bring her cam to take pics of that atas place haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-299652886641193628?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/299652886641193628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=299652886641193628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/299652886641193628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/299652886641193628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-is-great-day-haha-im-in-very-good.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-527687593703801391</id><published>2009-07-08T10:09:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T10:20:33.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;My Tribute to Michael Jackson&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I’m not too sure where to start because I have never called myself an MJ fan, I didn’t even know how he looked like when he was still a black. But after I watched the MTV special on him last night, I finally understood why he was so legendary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the morning of 25 June 2009, while I was getting ready for work, my mum shouted across the house ‘Michael Jackson died!’ And my response to that was ‘oh ok’, the impact of his death on me was zero. I knew MJ when he was already a pop icon, and when I started taking more notice of pop music, he was already a plastic-surgery-gone-wrong pedophile; I actually found him scary-looking and I couldn’t comprehend why the whole world paid so much attention to this psycho. Even Justin Timberlake (who is about a half a decade older than me) said that he wasn’t there when Michael Jackson was performing, what more me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn’t say Michael Jackson has excellent vocals coz he sounds a little gay, and I’m not too impressed with his songs (probably because it’s music from a different era), but I must admit, he has excellent stage presence and a very sincere voice. When I was watching his special last night, I kept telling myself ‘whoa, I’ve never seen anyone with so much stage presence. It’s obvious he’s really enjoying the music and his moves show how passionate he is about his performance’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually come to think of it, apart from the extremely illustrious career he had, his personal life was quite pitiful. I did a wiki search on him and I found out that he was physically and mentally abused by his dad when he was a child. And having entered showbiz at a tender age of six, he had been in this industry for 45 years! Even though MJ is somewhat past his prime, I still think he’s quite an admirable figure. The accusations he faced about his legal suits and physical changes must had been quite hell for him. Well and I am sad to admit, but I am one of those ignorant fools who believed the tabloid news about him bleaching his skin to look white. And even up till last night, I was asking myself ‘why on earth would he want to bleach his skin? He looks completely fine as a black and with his tremendous success as a black, why does he still want to be a white? Was it some childhood trauma?’. But guess what, he was actually suffering from vitiligo and lupus, which made him sensitive to sunlight, and the medication made him paler. With regard to the changes in his facial features.. I’m not too sure what struck him to do so, but I’m sorry I was too superficial and too judgemental to discredit his musical talent after seeing how he looked like. Honestly, I don’t think the change in his facial features affected his performance competence at all, his whole performance had already transcended beyond makeup and special effects (unlike jolin and aaron kwok; both of whom would probably have died long ago without makeup and special effects), the whole performance was boiled down to Michael himself. I’m not exaggerating, but he simply stands out even when there are 20-30 background dancers behind him; his moves are just too sleek and it seems to be part of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another big discovery I made was that he’s the same age as my mum. I was quite stunned when I found out he was already in his 50s coz it never struck me that he was already so old. Actually.. I always thought that he only came into the entertainment industry in the 1990s. yes I’m very suagu coz his peak was in the 1980s. I saw footages of the rehearsal for his comeback concert this july, he was dancing with the agility of a man in his 20s! and it’s almost unthinkable that he’s my mum’s age. oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m now listening to ‘You are not alone’. The MTV special on him played this song while featuring his life in the 1990s and 2000s when he was plagued by his health and legal issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to end off by saying I’m so sorry I had dismissed you as a crazy pathetic pedophile without first realising ur musical talent and contribution to the musical industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so sorry and be assured that you would always be remembered to be the king of pop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-527687593703801391?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/527687593703801391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=527687593703801391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/527687593703801391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/527687593703801391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-tribute-to-michael-jackson-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-7186455314559636451</id><published>2009-07-06T13:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T18:24:22.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok I’m feeling really poor now. Or rather, I’ve been feeling extremely poor since the holidays started. Poor and depressed. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t really go out that often, and I think that even when I go out, I spend a reasonable amount of money, but I just hate it when everything adds up. When I go through my expenses, I realized there are a lot of unnecessary expenses like eating out and movies. So I tried to cut down on these areas. But life without these things is so meaningless. And yet, these things are such a waste of money. Shopping is another thing. It’s extremely therapeutic, but it’s so transient. And no matter how many new clothes u buy, ‘enough’ is never the word to describe it. It’s an addiction. An expensive worthless addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people get money so easily. I think I used to be like that; money had so little meaning to me since I had access to it so easily and I didn’t keep track of my expenses. Some time ago, I probably would have behaved like how Jason did this morning; he got fined $20 this morning for jaywalking and he said ‘it’s ok la, $20 only’. But now, I would actually cheat the 50cents of my parking coupon! What the shit. I think I’m rubbing off my dad’s miserly manners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say being thrifty and frugal is a good habit. But I think I’m getting too extreme. I think I lead a very contradicting life, I love to spend money because I find spending very therapeutic, but yet I also love to save! How can these two things co-exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is such a love-hate relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the whole point of this entry wasn’t supposed to be about my personal finances. Aiya whatever la. I think I’m being too harsh on myself. Chill dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we went out on sat to celebrate wen’s super belated 21st birthday haha. We were supposed to eat at this sushi bar, but wkend prices were too ex, so we’re going back there to eat another time for wkday lunch. I can’t wait seriously! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so we watched duplicity. Hmm it wasn’t what I expected it to be. But I thought I was still alright. But wen and chelly hated it. I think both of them geniuses felt that the protagonists were plain dumb. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea then later we went off to tanjong pagar to eat the jap cakes. Hmm but we got kinda lost so by the time we reached, there were only the cheese tarts left haha. I couldn’t really taste it coz my nose was blocked, but I assume it’s super nice haha. It’s supposed to be anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea then after which, wen chelly and I loitered around this park that was filled with scary-looking cats. I felt like some old abandoned ah ma. So sad. I really don’t quite understand why tanjong pagar has so many old HDBs in the middle of it. it’s such prime land! Anyway we couldn’t stand the ants crawling down our backs, so we moved back to Chinatown plaza and sat on the floor like some ah lians. What a sad way to spend a Saturday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at the sui restaurant was not bad. I thought the sashimi and the fried rice was good haha. Then came dessert. Lol. We went to udders to try it and I was conned! Stupid wen and chelly bluffed me that they were going to get double scoops of ice cream, so despite the fact that I was sick, I decided to get double scoops too! But guess what, they ps and bought single scoops instead! Hmm I can’t really comment how great the ice cream tasted because I couldn’t taste anything with my blocked nose. But it did taste creamy and I think it’s supposed to be very yummy coz there was a tremendously long queue squeezing into the puny shop. and guess who we saw? lol TAN YENLING! with her whole family (including ah ma hahah, so hip)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised we're all related to the government in one way or another..&lt;br /&gt;me: intern with agd&lt;br /&gt;glori: med student, bonded to moh&lt;br /&gt;chelly: jtc scholar&lt;br /&gt;wen: moe scholar&lt;br /&gt;sam: mfa scholar&lt;br /&gt;kyna: intern at lta? lol&lt;br /&gt;ok ching isn't with the gvt, but she's in far far canada anyway haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we’re going to have a food trail soon haha. I’m quite excited about it. hmm but I’ve been eating too much, so I’m feeling super duper fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Jason just came over and saw me blogging this entry on word. Hmm he thought I was writing a children’s story =.= is my language that childish?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-7186455314559636451?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/7186455314559636451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=7186455314559636451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7186455314559636451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7186455314559636451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/07/ok-im-feeling-really-poor-now.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-2131841971596582563</id><published>2009-06-30T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T10:02:06.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm I’ve decided (perhaps a long while ago) that I don’t really care anymore. And that probably explains why I sauntered the whole time this morning and I wasn’t panicking at all when I left the house at 830.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked into the train, I told myself ‘so this is how it feels like to live day by day’. Then I paused and corrected myself ‘hour by hour’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sidenote, one of the male staff here permed his hair! So now he looks like pck lol. And he’s only in his late 20s btw. I overheard an interesting convo between 2 female staff about his new hairdo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; what happened to his hair? He looks so weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B:&lt;/strong&gt; I asked him what happened and he said he wanted volume. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt; volume?? I’ve never heard of a guy who wants volume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B:&lt;/strong&gt; exactly! Now he has a currypok head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one of the staff thought he was wearing a wig and asked if she could pull his hair lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, nobody really knew what kinda shock he underwent. But it did add some excitement into everyone’s Monday I guess. Haha. This place is gravely quiet 99% of the time. Ap said she could hear me crunching my apple very loudly even though she’s seated like 4m away. Just for illustration purposes, even a whisper here sounds like a supersonic boom. (and there is no exaggeration involved)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-2131841971596582563?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/2131841971596582563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=2131841971596582563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/2131841971596582563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/2131841971596582563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/06/hmm-ive-decided-perhaps-long-while-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-2048832454126460279</id><published>2009-06-25T10:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T12:11:26.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; going to faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; going to fall sick. really really sick. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;blehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; seems like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;eternity&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/10276672-2048832454126460279?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/2048832454126460279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=2048832454126460279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/2048832454126460279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/2048832454126460279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-u-dont-like-someone-anything-heshe.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-3560476051163066541</id><published>2009-06-22T12:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T12:20:52.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I learnt something important on friday night. so no more alcohol for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Joe dieting ah? Drink margarita only?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anna:&lt;/strong&gt; whoa really ah. Does it really work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dawei:&lt;/strong&gt; don’t think so, alcohol has a lot of calories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me/Anna:&lt;/strong&gt; really??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gav:&lt;/strong&gt; yupp. That’s why u use alcohol as a fuel mah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. No wonder ah guat loved gav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyyyyyyy. Anyone interested in going &lt;a href="http://www.laserclay.com.sg/index.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LASER CLAY SHOOTING?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-3560476051163066541?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/3560476051163066541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=3560476051163066541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/3560476051163066541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/3560476051163066541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-learnt-something-important-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-8209410511148182425</id><published>2009-06-17T13:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:31:56.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so i've realised that pple think that i look like an old granny when i wear my specs. sigh. i always thought i looked quite nice in my specs so i'd try to wear it along the corridors for fun sometimes. well, what an embarrassment! ap says my specs shape is weird.. really? i chose it after trying on so many other pairs leh. ts said i looked so bad that although he only saw me wore it once or twice, he completely remembers how i looked in them. sighhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really think i don't have an affinity with specs. i was trying on ap's specs yesterday and both ww and her were speechless. i suspect i looked like some geek from the 80s lol. ww tried to put it as nicely as possible, she said that i looked 'weird'. lol. so well, when the ever-nice ww says something like that, i think i really looked like crap. then i tried on jason's specs; his were those frameless type. the rest said i should have just chosen the frameless type, but when i saw the photo of myself in those specs, i personally think i look even more like some teacher-like granny! well fortunately for me, i'd only have to look weird during lessons/lectures lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k on hindsight. i remember how i ALWAYS look like crap when i try on most pple's specs. fine. i shall minimise wearing specs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we were also discussing about aging. and i've come to the conclusion that it's ok (albeit a little sad) to grow old as long as you age gracefully. we noticed that some pple around us aged really nicely, but most of the others.. well.. aged not as gracefully haha. so fellow aging females, it's time to stock up on anti-aging products this very second!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mango sale later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 more days~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-8209410511148182425?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/8209410511148182425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=8209410511148182425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8209410511148182425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8209410511148182425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-so-ive-realised-that-pple-think.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-3968515318538680054</id><published>2009-06-16T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T10:43:05.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling the blues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 more days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-3968515318538680054?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/3968515318538680054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=3968515318538680054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/3968515318538680054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/3968515318538680054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/06/feeling-blues-sian.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-2655414009976559562</id><published>2009-06-13T11:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T13:42:06.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol i'm so excited! just got invited to 2 21st birthdays on the same weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat: gav's bday (not confirmed yet)&lt;br /&gt;sun: bean's bday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha even though i'd be seeing the same pple, but i think it'd be fun. believe it or not, i haven't been to any 21st parties this whole year! my friends seem to prefer casual dinners; understandable but unexciting. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm kinda feeling the need to get fb. i'm always the last to know that i'm invited to some event. sighhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday parties. how tempting. aiya but so mafan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-2655414009976559562?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/2655414009976559562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=2655414009976559562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/2655414009976559562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/2655414009976559562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/06/lol-im-so-excited-just-got-invited-to-2.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-5877634794761444849</id><published>2009-06-09T11:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T11:54:47.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i shall now officially promote you to ‘Professional Claims Analyst’&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok my boss didn’t exactly say that, but looking at the work that is given to us, I should think we have been ‘promoted’ to that position. I think I need to crunch on carrots every night now. Staring at excel and looking at the claims one by one is really quite detrimental to my eyes. Btw I tried raw carrots for the first time yesterday and even though it was organic, it tasted quite horrible. It was kinda bitter? A little alkaline-like? And it’s only vaguely sweet. So i don’t quite understand why my dad and oakey enjoy chewing on raw carrots so much. Gross. I think I’d stick with raw baby carrots – sweet and soft lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m watching this new drama called ‘defeated queen’, it’s about this successful and smart 33 year old female who is a workaholic and hence single, until ethan ruan comes along.&lt;br /&gt;so it’s a puma-little boy* type of love. What forbidden love. Ok I know I’m conservative, but 8 years leh! That’s almost a decade! She should have just gone with her snr. Oh btw mari told me that it actually happens in real life – her female boss is like that!! Tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*fyi: when an older woman dates a younger guy (20yrs), the female is called (depending on her age)[source – urban]&lt;br /&gt;30 yrs – puma&lt;br /&gt;40 yrs – cougar&lt;br /&gt;50 yrs - jaguar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway I think I’m getting old. I feel it. SIGHHHHHHHHHHH. 21 years old is really very very old. I’m getting embarrassed when people ask about my age. Now I understand why older women are so sensitive about their age and wen refused to celebrate her 21st bday in jan lol. Birthdays just remind us that we’re getting older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Older&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Oldest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-5877634794761444849?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/5877634794761444849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=5877634794761444849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/5877634794761444849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/5877634794761444849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-shall-now-officially-promote-you-to.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-2506066746695857397</id><published>2009-06-02T09:21:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:41:55.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SiTzdf623xI/AAAAAAAAAK8/P5LdsclVfKg/s1600-h/Big+Bird"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342662746078371602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SiTzdf623xI/AAAAAAAAAK8/P5LdsclVfKg/s320/Big+Bird%27s+Brainy+Wisdom+Of+Life+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SiTzdSo00ZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/hdeS8wj3WdU/s1600-h/Big+Bird"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342662742513078674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SiTzdSo00ZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/hdeS8wj3WdU/s320/Big+Bird%27s+Brainy+Wisdom+Of+Life+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SiTzOsxpJ2I/AAAAAAAAAKs/z9adj8hhcwA/s1600-h/Big+Bird"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;i'm so glad the "Big Bird's Brainy Wisdom of Life" managed to see the day of light again. thanks bean! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was reading it just now, and i was giggling uncontrollably to myself. i think my other colleagues must think i'm mad. haha. but well, as much as i can't believe i'd say this, i actually miss ah guat. she was the most memorable chem teacher i ever had. literally one of a kind haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some of her classic quotes bean collected, it's kinda short though coz bean only started collecting it in the middle of year 2. if we had started from j1, i'm quite sure we could have written a book and made it a bestseller! lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SiTyiMTLRpI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ii0PHiNnCBw/s1600-h/Big+Bird"&gt;&lt;/a&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/10276672-2506066746695857397?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/2506066746695857397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=2506066746695857397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/2506066746695857397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/2506066746695857397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-so-glad-big-birds-brainy-wisdom-of.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SiTzdf623xI/AAAAAAAAAK8/P5LdsclVfKg/s72-c/Big+Bird%27s+Brainy+Wisdom+Of+Life+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10276672.post-1556460105015295129</id><published>2009-06-01T09:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T09:33:49.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Patisserie Glace~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after watching the channel 8 show recommend this cake shop, I had this sudden craving for such cakes! Actually I wanted to try it out with mari and kris on sat, but it closed kinda early, so I went with my mum and sis to get it yesterday! Lol it was definitely worth the trek up the little hill and walking in the hot sun. i think it's actually quite famous coz it's located in a ulu shopping centre at tanjong pagar and it was a sunday afternoon, YET there was a queue for the cakes! haha i think i need to start discovering good and cheap food all over sg, it's so exciting! ok, the cakes weren't THAT cheap, but i'd rather pay this price for this than the stale ones from coffee places. haha&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SiMsy1WfmJI/AAAAAAAAAI0/1df3oFbsiOk/s1600-h/DSC03565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342162834818046098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SiMsy1WfmJI/AAAAAAAAAI0/1df3oFbsiOk/s320/DSC03565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SiMsyl9_GJI/AAAAAAAAAIs/bTyHg-RadiY/s1600-h/DSC03564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342162830688721042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SiMsyl9_GJI/AAAAAAAAAIs/bTyHg-RadiY/s320/DSC03564.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SiMsyJi1NYI/AAAAAAAAAIk/AX3D5o22FSA/s1600-h/DSC03567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342162823058634114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SiMsyJi1NYI/AAAAAAAAAIk/AX3D5o22FSA/s320/DSC03567.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sis with her fav strawberry soufflé. And oakey’s eyeing her cake lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SiMsx0PrUkI/AAAAAAAAAIc/iDubeqdUF60/s1600-h/DSC03568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342162817341149762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SiMsx0PrUkI/AAAAAAAAAIc/iDubeqdUF60/s320/DSC03568.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me posing with the super yummy mont blanc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SiMsxrSC8sI/AAAAAAAAAIU/qAPi21Lr4_Q/s1600-h/DSC03571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342162814935167682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SiMsxrSC8sI/AAAAAAAAAIU/qAPi21Lr4_Q/s320/DSC03571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha my new nerd look! No la, I’m just playing with my bro’s new army specs. Anyway I think I look like crap in thick frame specs. Haha. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and on fri, i met up with anna and ky. lol re-living the jc days was really quite memorable. hopefully we can meet up as a class soon =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-1556460105015295129?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/1556460105015295129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=1556460105015295129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/1556460105015295129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/1556460105015295129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/06/patisserie-glace-well-after-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SiMsy1WfmJI/AAAAAAAAAI0/1df3oFbsiOk/s72-c/DSC03565.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10276672.post-8962041265956129831</id><published>2009-05-26T16:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T16:45:55.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>btw i just found out the name of chelly's second dog - LOKI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol does it ring a bell? coz my dog's name is called 'OAKEY'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha what a coincidence. but i must say i was in deep shock when i found out. but i think it'd be fun if both our dogs ever meet. they'd sound like brothers! (btw chelly, is ur dog male? haha) and both of them have bright round eyes! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i walked into a guys toilet yesterday during lunch. i was quite stunned to see the uriners.. luckily there wasn't anyone though. haha otherwise i'd be so embarrassed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k back to reality. and back to editing my report sadddddddddddddddddddddd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-8962041265956129831?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/8962041265956129831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=8962041265956129831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8962041265956129831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8962041265956129831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/05/btw-i-just-found-out-name-of-chellys.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-7545815130276539581</id><published>2009-05-24T12:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T13:11:19.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just a year ago, it happened. and one year later, it's repeating itself all over again. nope it isn't a sense of deja vu, it's just that some things never change, and it doesn't seem like it will. we're all set on a particular direction and there isn't a u-turn, or perhaps we just prefer the convenient straight road ahead. inevitable but sad. can i just walk out? but i guess there's no need to anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need to be in a different room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-7545815130276539581?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/7545815130276539581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=7545815130276539581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7545815130276539581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7545815130276539581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-year-ago-it-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-2919012666864235211</id><published>2009-05-22T16:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T16:27:04.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once again, I’m having one of those days when bad luck just keeps pouring on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i stepped out of my house today and slipped on my bum! yes after living in the house for 9 years, I actually slipped on my front porch! How embarrassing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Yesterday I was looking at the back of my blazor and I realized that my office chair damaged my blazor! Sadddd. All the thread at the back came out and it’s un-wearable anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) and today I wore this new pair of shoes I bought from far east. And guess what! The strap broke!! And I had to resort to staplering it back.  it’s the first time in a long long long long time since I bought a pair of shoes from far east and it just had to discredit that little bit of confidence I had in it. From now on, far east shoes are absolute no-nos! Kris, I finally understand how you feel when your shoes break. It’s such a ridiculous situation! But I’m lucky coz at least my shoes are still wearable. I think I’d give them to oakey to chew on them later haha, he’d be thrilled =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) then of course, my GPA dropped. Sian. Sian sian sian sian sian sian. Maybe I should go to aussie after all. See how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so sleepy now. My eyelids are so heavy. I think I should go home straight after work to avoid anymore bad luck. 2 more hours to knocking off! As weiwei has been saying the whole day, TGIF! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-2919012666864235211?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/2919012666864235211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=2919012666864235211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/2919012666864235211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/2919012666864235211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/05/once-again-im-having-one-of-those-days.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-8807965762552035075</id><published>2009-05-20T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:50:32.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i need to clarify some things here. my internship is NOT SLACK. well i won't say it's hectic, but it's definitely not slack la. i realised that it's not that easy to do a statutory board analysis, especially since it's a NPO and we're kinda left to do it all by ourselves and each stat board is unique.halfway through, i realised that i was on the right direction, but on the wrong track. so i was kinda worried when everyone else was already analysing their balance sheet(weiwei has completed her report!!), and i'm still analysing the income portion of my income statement. the rest seemed to know what to do exactly, but ts and i were still wondering how we were going to explain our severe operating deficit. i could tell ts was really worried, he kept coming over to ask how to do haha. and he even fell sick!&lt;br /&gt;oh and the stupid excel graphs were driving my nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and yesterday i sounded like a complete spoilt brat in front of my boss. i felt so remorseful after that, and i still feel like an idiot now. my only consolation was that jason sounded quite spoilt too, but definitely nowhere near me sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ate lunch at the pantry yesterday and our boss came in and started chatting with us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boss:&lt;/strong&gt; so do u think smu or ntu is better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; ntu is not bad, just that it's really far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boss:&lt;/strong&gt; so how do you go to school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; eh i started driving recently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boss:&lt;/strong&gt; did u stay in hall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; eh yar. but i moved out coz i found it un-livable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boss:&lt;/strong&gt; so do u prefer smu or ntu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jason:&lt;/strong&gt; both are ok. but i'd rather go to ntu coz i can drive there. parking in smu is too expensive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yikessssssssssss. crap why didn't i think before i said those things!! i feel so stupid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway met gan and zong for dinner last night. i realised gan has really improved on his financial knowledge! both of them were bombarding me with trading terms and i seemed so clueless. it looks like a steep learning curve ahead yikes! but at least i've learnt a bit of technical analysis this hols haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-8807965762552035075?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/8807965762552035075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=8807965762552035075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8807965762552035075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8807965762552035075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-i-need-to-clarify-some-things.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-3575248567894436912</id><published>2009-05-18T14:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T14:08:42.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm analysing National Environment Agency's financial statements and here is a sentence that i found quite amusing lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A foreigner once derided Singapore as a “little red dot”. Singapore cannot fundamentally change our size, but we can aspire to be a little green dot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. little green dot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-3575248567894436912?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/3575248567894436912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=3575248567894436912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/3575248567894436912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/3575248567894436912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-analysing-national-environment.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-4621162064509964924</id><published>2009-05-12T21:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T12:03:02.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>internship has started. and well. haha. yesterday was the first day and it was super tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well we spent the whole morning standing around and waiting for our computers to be fixed. so the 5 of us (weiwei ap jason ts and i) just stood around and chatted for the whole morning and debated whether there was a pantry or was the pantry merely the tap that was located in the middle of nowhere. oh and after which, we were introduced to the whole office. lol. pauline brought us to each dept and made us repeat our names again and again. jason was quite funny coz he said we should have just held a piece of paper with our names and hold it up LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically, most of the time, jason and ts would just come over and we'd start standing in our little circle and chatting away. ok today we were more productive coz we spent most of our time discussing which report topic to do. ts and weiwei are doing pensions and, ap and i are doing exchange rates. jason is bravely going to attempt swf all by himself! whoa i really think he's going to go nuts doing all that analysis and 'personal input'. he looked super stressed when he found out that we're all pairing up except him hahaha. good luck to him man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-4621162064509964924?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/4621162064509964924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=4621162064509964924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4621162064509964924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4621162064509964924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/05/internship-has-started.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-7918107799452277474</id><published>2009-05-08T22:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:56:54.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SgRH65bUtEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/VopiQJ8BOUc/s1600-h/DSC00103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333466935886918722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SgRH65bUtEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/VopiQJ8BOUc/s320/DSC00103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SgRH6kb8SxI/AAAAAAAAAHc/HDz_vOW65eM/s1600-h/DSC00101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333466930252368658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SgRH6kb8SxI/AAAAAAAAAHc/HDz_vOW65eM/s320/DSC00101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SgRH6fa6vAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/FzEABklwe5s/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333466928905894914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SgRH6fa6vAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/FzEABklwe5s/s320/DSC00102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SgRH6CMmtFI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ur9KM1tOTsE/s1600-h/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333466921061233746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SgRH6CMmtFI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ur9KM1tOTsE/s320/DSC00100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SgRH5zLVgCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/q0_TGYwKogk/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333466917029380130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SgRH5zLVgCI/AAAAAAAAAHE/q0_TGYwKogk/s320/DSC00097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here are some food photos we took at the queen and mangosteen! =)&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/10276672-7918107799452277474?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/7918107799452277474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=7918107799452277474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7918107799452277474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7918107799452277474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/05/here-are-food-photos-we-took-at-queen.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SgRH65bUtEI/AAAAAAAAAHk/VopiQJ8BOUc/s72-c/DSC00103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10276672.post-5182741477857460965</id><published>2009-05-08T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:08:27.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bleh it's already day 3 and i'm still having a sore throat! =( i really need more vit c. oh and i was ecstatic this morning when i opened my fridge - GOLDEN KIWIS!!! i haven't eaten it for so long and it's finally in season again! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i recover soon. it's horrible to be ill. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh but i'm really happy about my nail buffer purchase coz my nails are so shiny~ they actually sparkle! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-5182741477857460965?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/5182741477857460965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=5182741477857460965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/5182741477857460965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/5182741477857460965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/05/bleh-its-already-day-3-and-im-still.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-8143773705515315636</id><published>2009-05-07T12:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:46:50.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't believe this is happening to me. i'm sick -again- bleh i was sick last wed and i fell sick again yesterday!! and it's not as if i go out all the time, it must be the horrid weather. siannnnnnnn now i have to stay home the rest of the week and there are so many things i want to do! i haven't even watched xmen and i'm dying to! nvm the bright side is, i get to save money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i was glad i stayed out yesterday despite the chilling aircon and slight sore throat coz dinner was SO damn GOOD! we ate at this super cool british pub at vivo - the queen and mangosteen =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food: 8.5/10&lt;br /&gt;Ambience: 7.5+1/10 (1 extra mark for the super nice toilet hehe)&lt;br /&gt;Service: 8/10 (we stayed there for 1 hour before we ordered sth. and the waiters were nice enough to keep refilling our water haha)&lt;br /&gt;Company: 10/10 lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feli said she saw the place featured in the papers and i saw it featured in the magazine, so we decided to check it out to celebrate yl's and ls' super belated birthdays lol. well yar and despite my sorethroat, i still drank the cocktail that they're famous for - Pimm’s &amp;amp; Lemonade haha, it's not bad la. there were bits of cucumber and lemon skin floating on the drink, quite cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the food was great! the dips were superb really. lol. and yar i really felt quite spirited even though i wasn't exactly in tip top condition haha. we were all commenting that we were all definitely going there again! ohh and the creme brulee is ahh~ to die for. at first i was quite cynical about all that cream, but after i tasted it, haha i changed my mind immediately and heck care with fatty cream. it tasted just like custard. oh and all of us learnt of a new fruit last night - gooseberry. i didn't try it, but br and ls said it tasted a little bitter and tasted a bit like a tomato lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and br and i each bought this super cool nail buffer! it was way more than i thought it would cost. guardian sells it for $1.95, so i thought the max it would be would be about $7-9. but anyway, it was super duper effective! i buffed all my nails at river island while waiting for feli and br to shop. haha yar i know it's embarrassing to buff my nails in public, but nvm la. the nail buffer is really good! even my sis was super excited when she saw it! she couldn't wait to use it too lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well and tonight i can't meet glori chelly and kyna coz i'm barely audible. siannnn. and i can't play squash tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wants to watch xmen??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-8143773705515315636?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/8143773705515315636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=8143773705515315636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8143773705515315636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8143773705515315636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-cant-believe-this-is-happening-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-5864309030381332943</id><published>2009-05-01T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T16:06:01.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok this is embarrasing, but i have to blog about it as a follow up to my previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after mobilising my whole family, including oakey(who wasn't much help since he was too engrossed in the salmon biscuits we baked for him lol), i finally found my laptop battery! well that's the good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the flip side is.. my mum realised that it was actually in my laptop all this while! well but i'm positively sure it wasn't in it when i brought my laptop to my grandma's house that day! it's so bizzare really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i was watching kangxi last night and the episode was on habits/obsessions that the artistes wanna get rid of. and i think i really need to quit shopping. every time i walk unsuspectingly into a shop, i always end up coming out with a new purchase. bad bad bad. did i mention that i'm heavily in deficit for this mth already?? and yes it's only the first day of the month!! i'm in dire state now. eh kris, if you read this, next fri can we please go to ur house? even better if we postpone coz i desperately need to spread out my expenses. next week is going to blow another hole in my wallet again.. i'm eyeing this top and this pair of wedges. yes i know i don't need them, but needs VS wants don't really apply to me anymore; i'm immune to it. shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-5864309030381332943?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/5864309030381332943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=5864309030381332943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/5864309030381332943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/5864309030381332943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/05/ok-this-is-embarrasing-but-i-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-7755623875511684677</id><published>2009-04-29T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T18:22:32.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg i can't believe this is happening to me. i lost my laptop battery!! it's so ridiculous! i think the last time i used it was on thursday when i was watching my drama on the dining table. then after that i left it by the stairs. hmm but i can't rmb if i brought it into my room, and if i did, i thought that i put it in my drawer. but apparently not.. oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope it appears soon! what is a laptop without its battery??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-7755623875511684677?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/7755623875511684677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=7755623875511684677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7755623875511684677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7755623875511684677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg-i-cant-believe-this-is-happening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-2203756022764685692</id><published>2009-04-27T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:38:26.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is only the third day after exams, but i've already gone through about 3 rounds of retail therapy and still counting! my wallet should be on high alert mode now. YIKES! well, i think it's partly coz i only bought one skirt this whole sem, so i guess once i started, it was kinda hard to stop lol. and i'm not very keen on counting how much i've spent.. luckily we start work in 2 weeks so that i'd be kept occupied haha. but well, it is also because i've spent so much that i now have a negative motivation to start learning how to invest. yes i know, i've been harping on learning investment for more than a year, but this time, i'm really determined. shall start tmr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i've made up my mind! hope i don't get murdered because of this decision =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to go on a holiday~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-2203756022764685692?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/2203756022764685692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=2203756022764685692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/2203756022764685692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/2203756022764685692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-is-only-third-day-after-exams-but.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-765862252512873421</id><published>2009-04-25T20:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:10:13.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>exams are over!! =) and i tasted sweet rain after a long drought when the examiner said 'pens down' yesterday. well, not exactly yesterday since i was already losing my motivation while studying for marketing.. oops haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went out with ap mari and kris yesterday to eat coca! the food was really not bad la, just that i think they added lotsa msg in the soup coz ap and i felt really thirsty after that haha. then we watched 17 again! good film! it was really hilarious =) once again, i must insist that it's good to choose comedies as post-exam movies, coz u'd always have a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh before the movie:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ap: 17 again? hmm i don't like zac efron&lt;br /&gt;kris: yea.. so childish&lt;br /&gt;me: watch la, i heard it's kinda nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;after the movie:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ap: ahhh zac efron is so shuai!&lt;br /&gt;kris: yesss!! i'm going to google him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLLLLLLLLLLL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and believe it or not, i actually kept to my post-exam promise and went to exercise this morning! yup and it was definitely a very unconventional way to get my muscles moving again. lol. i went swimming with oakey at ecp! hahaha yes in the dirty sandy seawater! and my arm muscles are aching from carrying oakey back into the see at least 20 times! i think oak's at least 12kg.. but it's really a good workout lol and it was surprisingly fun haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i just want to say that i'm really glad accountants invented this thing called depreciation! it's really a super cool concept and i applied it super well today haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW i rebonded my hair! and it's SO FLAT now. omg i hope 2 weeks quickly pass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-765862252512873421?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/765862252512873421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=765862252512873421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/765862252512873421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/765862252512873421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/04/exams-are-over-and-i-tasted-sweet-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-8327699251141837029</id><published>2009-04-18T22:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T22:08:22.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i keep getting tricked! damn itttttt!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-8327699251141837029?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/8327699251141837029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=8327699251141837029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8327699251141837029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8327699251141837029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-keep-getting-tricked-damn-itttttt.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-8055463390200653769</id><published>2009-04-12T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T21:04:30.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after being dormant for so long, my love for hk drama has rekindled! the plot keeps getting better =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-8055463390200653769?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/8055463390200653769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=8055463390200653769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8055463390200653769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8055463390200653769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/04/after-being-dormant-for-so-long-my-love.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-8727718931193402967</id><published>2009-04-10T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T21:51:08.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this article caught my eye on the yahoo website.. i think oakey should go for swimming lessons soon haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SYDNEY (AFP)&lt;/strong&gt; - - A pet dog that fell overboard in rough seas off Australia has been reunited with its owners after surviving alone on an island for four months, reports said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie Tucker, apparently named after a late US entertainer, fell overboard as Jan Griffith and her family sailed through choppy waters off the northeast Queensland coast in November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog was believed to have drowned and Griffith said the family was devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But out of sight of the family, Sophie Tucker was swimming doggedly and finally made it to St Bees Island, five nautical miles away, and began the sort of life popularised by the TV reality show "Survivor."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was returned to her family last week when Griffith contacted rangers who had captured a dog that had been living off feral goats on the largely uninhabited island, in the faint hope it might be their long-lost pet.&lt;br /&gt;When the Griffiths met the rangers' boat bringing the dog to the mainland they found that it was indeed Sophie Tucker on board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We called the dog and she started whimpering and banging the cage and they let her out and she just about flattened us," Griffith told the national AAP news agency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She wriggled around like a mad thing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Griffith said that when the dog was first spotted on the island she had been in poor condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And then all of a sudden she started to look good and it was when the rangers had found baby goat carcasses so she'd started eating baby goats," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie Tucker, a member of the Australian cattle dog breed, had been quick to readjust to the comforts of home, complete with airconditioning, Griffiths said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She surprised us all. She was a house dog and look what she's done, she's swum over five nautical miles, she's managed to live off the land all on her own," Griffiths said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We wish she could talk, we truly do."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-8727718931193402967?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/8727718931193402967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=8727718931193402967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8727718931193402967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8727718931193402967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-article-caught-my-eye-on-yahoo.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-8029549904080644862</id><published>2009-04-06T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:15:26.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seriously, today was a day when everything seemed to be running out. and what's worst is that all that threatened to run out were of immense importance today!! but i'm glad it struck me to put some cash into my wallet last night, otherwise i'd probably be feeling quite pathetic with only a few coins in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as my bro said, today is really a day of 'contingency plans' sigh. anyway i'm kinda tired to type out the whole series of events, it was a remarkably un-believable and frightening experience. but i did learn a whole deal today though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i think i'd just write what i've learnt from today's lessons:&lt;br /&gt;1) never assume i'd be able to go home for lunch (i planned to reach home at 11, but i reached at 6pm instead)&lt;br /&gt;2) always charge your phone battery or bring a charger (my hp batt threatened to die on me when the car ran super low on petrol and when i was in some godforsaken place in sg)&lt;br /&gt;3) never procrastinate pumping petrol even if this means making a detour to thomson&lt;br /&gt;4) petrol is consumed at an amazing rate when u drive at 90km/h&lt;br /&gt;5) the distance from my bro's camp to the nearest shell kiosk is exactly, or rather, slightly less than 10km&lt;br /&gt;6) drive at 60/70km if you want to conserve petrol&lt;br /&gt;7) always keep a lookout for nearby petrol kiosks&lt;br /&gt;8) street directories are never quite reliable&lt;br /&gt;9) make friends with people who know where the petrol kiosks are&lt;br /&gt;10) try not to beat the red light and make illegal u-turns when desperate&lt;br /&gt;11) try not to hold the street directory and drive at the same time (i admit i'm not as pro as aloy who managed to find his way to parkway doing that lol)&lt;br /&gt;12) armour camp MOs are anal and inflexible and unkind&lt;br /&gt;13) i drove a total of 130km today (4 times back and forth ntu and the army camp)&lt;br /&gt;14) inventors should invent ways in which cars can share petrol&lt;br /&gt;15) i'm not sure if this works, but this is what i did to save petrol (coz on hindsight, i think these things save battery instead haha):&lt;br /&gt;-turn off the aircon&lt;br /&gt;-turn off the radio&lt;br /&gt;-not turn on the headlights even though it was raining&lt;br /&gt;-minimise my direction signals&lt;br /&gt;16) and lastly, but most importantly, JUST BELIEVE (copyright anna haha), cross your fingers and hope for the best. (i found the kiosk when the petrol meter was blinking furiously and indicating that i had less than 1km of petrol left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, my bro came up with an ingenious contingency plan in case the car really died halfway to the petrol kiosk. he suggested that i park the car at the side, hail a cab to the nearest kiosk, buy petrol and a FUNNEL, and take the cab back to the car. HAHAHA. funnel omg. that's sth else that i learnt today. do pple really use that when desperate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm so glad i'm meeting up with anna soon to play MAHJONG!! lol i realised all my friends are always so busy during school term. i shall make it a point to meet up with everyone this hols =) but first.. the dreaded exams. i hated biz law, and c law isn't any better bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-8029549904080644862?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/8029549904080644862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=8029549904080644862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8029549904080644862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8029549904080644862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/04/seriously-today-was-day-when-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-7052986784667895194</id><published>2009-03-27T16:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T16:52:27.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok actually i don't feel like that anymore, but i did feel rather *, and it's hard to say whether i'd have this notion again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls stop commenting and insulting me. pls stop it. it's almost as though i was being controlled, and that's definitely not something i can tolerate. and pls stop assuming too, it's harsh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-7052986784667895194?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/7052986784667895194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=7052986784667895194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7052986784667895194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7052986784667895194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok-i-actually-dont-feel-like-that.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-4060432450915779446</id><published>2009-03-23T22:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:43:31.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bleh. i can't believe my english got criticised. bad grammer. O M G. well, i admit there were some careless oversights on my part, but bad grammer?? i can't believe it. i can't take it lying down. bad grammer?? i can't even remember when was the last time someone commented on my grammer. this is kinda frustrating. kris admited she was a little anal when she corrected my statement of purpose but it wasn't her fault coz i asked her to edit for me, but STILL, bad grammer??? it's insane. well, yes as much as you have observed, i really cannot accept it when pple criticise my grammer. even if i do commit a grammatical error, don't tell me coz i probably know i did it - careless oversight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so this is a reinforcement of another bad point of myself (not that i haven't already discovered it, but i guess i've been trying to conceal it and play it down) - i cannot accept criticism, especially in areas that i know i'm good at or areas that i've put in a lot of effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, kris was really sweet today and yes i was touched lol. she bought me cedele carrot cake from raffles city. at first she wanted to get my fav tutti frutti, but there wasn't any in both outlets, so she bought carrot cake instead, another one of my fav cakes lol. but she really didn't have to, i guess she did it out of goodwill to show her appreciation. she said she bought zong banana chocolate cake too haha. btw kris also bought oakey his beloved doggie biscuits on fri. &lt;strong&gt;so thanks lots kris!&lt;/strong&gt; i really appreciate it, i really do =) and you don't have to buy food for me anymore la, i'd still give you lifts even without the food - i'm not like zong hahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-4060432450915779446?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/4060432450915779446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=4060432450915779446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4060432450915779446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4060432450915779446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/03/bleh.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-3084204927803616912</id><published>2009-03-16T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T01:41:47.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am indeed a very private person. i know, or rather, i think i appear a very chatty person sometimes, but there would be some moments that i do prefer my quiet moments. and when i'm having that moment, i'd just be quite apathetic to almost everything. it's not because i'm not interested in what you're saying, but sometimes, i'm just trying to sort out my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think a lot, but i don't perceive myself to be emo. i think to clear my thoughts, especially when a lot of things come crashing in at the same time. i think i'm a rational person, or at least that's what i aim to be haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i usually don't talk about every single thing i do, so i guess i don't expect pple to do the same to me. but if you wanna tell me, i'd listen, and if you don't, i won't probe either. maybe that's why i find myself on diff wavelengths sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kev is trying to psycho me to get fb on msn. aiyo here we go again. and i'm telling him that the only good thing i see in fb is the bday reminder. i feel so bad forgetting kok's bday; he had to remind me that i was 5 days late =X i think countless pple have tried to con me to use fb. i rmb chelly was trying to psycho me for 1 hour during the hols. goodness. and fudge offered to set up a fb account for me. it's scary how pple are so addicted to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(emilia) says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd consider it again after exams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(emilia)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[b/-\i].kev says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha gosh u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(emilia) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;coz currently, i just see fb as a stalking device&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[b/-\i].kev says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;yar actually quite lar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[b/-\i].kev says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;but jus limit the access to ur profile loh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[b/-\i].kev says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;but its honestly quite interesting seeing how some old frens are like now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[b/-\i].kev says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i wudn't otherwise have found out abt **** bf n all haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(emilia) says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stalker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[b/-\i].kev says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i confess it haha. but i still prefer to remain closeted haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyi, when friendster was the in thing in sec school, ching told me that friendster was so yesterday coz everyone in canada and america were already using fb. and now she tells me that fb is obsolete. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kev just reminded me how old i am. or rather, how academically old i am:&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[b/-\i].kev says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft tt one more yr rite. haha. so fast!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;internship - job interview - graduate - work! now i need to squeeze in time for a grad trip. since zong and kris are gg for exchange, i doubt they'd wanna spend extra money on grad trip. lol. i wonder if br and ls are still up for the trip. haha. last time i asked, they said duh lol. see how then. i think ap and mari would be interested too hahah. oh at the very worst, there's still the avid-traveller pam. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now kev is telling me abt his squash trip that day. lucky him! i really need to play badminton or squash asap. oh yeshhh found a new squash kaki, kev!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10276672.post-9027892189958261937</id><published>2009-03-14T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T00:06:11.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i discovered a few things lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)kristin is a really good fluffer. she's the only person i know who can say nonsense with so much conviction and enthusiasm. it's what guys would term 'imba' lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)apples can be rotten sometimes. they look really nice on the outside, but they're actually super rotten and messed up inside. tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)i've been sleeping late for a long time now. i can't rmb the last time i slept before 12am. so i shall hurry off to bed now. i can really see my eyebags coming out =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-9027892189958261937?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/9027892189958261937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=9027892189958261937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/9027892189958261937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/9027892189958261937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-i-discovered-few-things-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-992170158769934543</id><published>2009-03-09T16:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T16:33:10.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and just when you think that nobody is looking.. think again. taking the long mrt rides back from school sometimes makes me feel like barfing. and what's worst is that i've seen it happen more than once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;em&gt;Digging for gold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, pple pick their noses. and if that's not bad enough, sometimes pple dig their noses as though they're really digging for gold. and what do they do with the newfound gold? i can't bear to see what happens for the thought is too revolting. but what i can say is that i've realised that there are a lot of fingerprints on the handrails.  but usually when this happens, most of them don't bother to see if there are any onlookers. that's the part that creeps me out the most. more often than not, this happens on those priority seats or those 2 seaters. and that's very much the reason i prefer not to sit on those seats. so when kristin told me that was her fav spot, i was really quite appalled haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;em&gt;Fly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k this is a one-off incident. once there was this old man (ard 70+ years old) who sat down and embarrassingly realised that he didn't zip up his fly. so he looked around surreptitiously to see if anyone was looking in his direction before slowly moving his bag onto his lap to cover up his act. well, then of course he proceeded to zip it up. i think the girl next to him realised it coz she was desperately looking away and well, haha the old man didn't realise that diagonally opposite him was me, and i saw the whole process. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;em&gt; Snowing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k wrong word, i think a more appropriate word is 'flaking'. and it happened just now when i took the train back to bishan. i really really felt my stomach twisting inside out when i saw it coz he just kept doing it for at least 15-20mins! it was this man(maybe late 50s) with a relatively thick coat of hair. i realised that he kept twisting his fingers around his hair and then dusting his fingers on the floor. i starred harder and he was still completely oblivious to my existence coz he kept doing it. he was having very bad dandruffs! he kept peeling his scalp or sth (i really don't know what he was doing), and it was so gross coz he was littering the mrt floor with his dandruff! then came the finale that made my goosebumps raise. when it was amk, he reached into his back pocket and i thought to myself 'yes! he's getting off!' but oh no.. he took out a comb and tilted his head to the empty seat next to him and combed. &lt;em&gt;snow in the mrt!&lt;/em&gt; and to my horror, the empty seat was laden with white flakes which he indifferently swept it onto the floor. the mrt door opened and an unsuspecting victim sat on that previously snowing seat. poor chap. i really wish i could send him my condolences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so just to reiterate my point. when you think nobody is looking, really, think again and again and again. coz there's ALWAYS someone looking. i realised this usually happens when i take long mrt rides to non-town areas. maybe it's coz there are lesser pple. gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine maybe it's not just limited to public transport. pple do gross stuff in their cars too. just because you're the only person in the car doesn't mean nobody can see ur actions. the car in front can always use the rearview mirrow to see what the car behind is doing. so yea lol, do be careful. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-992170158769934543?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/992170158769934543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=992170158769934543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/992170158769934543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/992170158769934543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-just-when-you-think-that-nobody-is.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-7570976566258301846</id><published>2009-03-07T23:46:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T00:45:26.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's oakey's FIRST birthday! and we had a mini birthday party for him just now =) i initially wanted to get him a red bowtie for his present, but i didn't think they have bows made specially for dogs, and human ones are wayy too ex! so in the end, i just DIY-ed a birthday hat for him! ooh he looks so cute! we bought him a fruit cake and various freshly baked doggy biscuits! we sang a bday song for him while my bro played the piano. my sis took a vid of it and oakey was so cute! he was wagging his tail like mad and at the end of the song, he gave a little bark =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad my dad took the cam and had to come home late, so below are some photos taken by my sis and my phones haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SbKjX3TTSVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3V1YCz9wie8/s1600-h/Image136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310486541000460626" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SbKjX3TTSVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3V1YCz9wie8/s200/Image136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SbKjJUdROeI/AAAAAAAAAFk/1ZIsAcGaju0/s1600-h/Image138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310486291128859106" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SbKjJUdROeI/AAAAAAAAAFk/1ZIsAcGaju0/s200/Image138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7570976566258301846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/03/todays-oakeys-first-birthday-and-we-had.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SbKjX3TTSVI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3V1YCz9wie8/s72-c/Image136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10276672.post-8961727223764930059</id><published>2009-03-06T23:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T00:55:49.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pam and i ate at orange lantern just now lol. and guess what we saw???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially we walked in and we had this short convo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pam:&lt;/strong&gt; eh how come the crowd here is so old ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; no la, i think they're having some company function, those must be office pple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pam:&lt;/strong&gt; really meh? companies come to such places?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; of course la. what else can it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pam:&lt;/strong&gt; i dunno, speed-dating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; what?? speed-dating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then 2 of us starred at the long table next to us and realised that the guys and girls sat on separate rows! and they all seemed to be engaged in some sort of superficial conversation with 'sincerity' and 'earnestness' being written all over their faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not long later, we saw them take out a piece of paper to scribble some stuff. pam said they were exchanging numbers. O M G. after which, the guys moved one seat down. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over our dinner, we observed a particular guy, a rather interesting character we concluded. and now let me share with you some tips on identifying if your date had been forced by his mum to attend such matchmaking sessions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) has a very sian face from the start of the session&lt;br /&gt;2) starts to fold his arms across his chest&lt;br /&gt;3) no longer has eye contact with his date&lt;br /&gt;4) turns his body at a 45 degree angle&lt;br /&gt;5) looks in every direction but his date&lt;br /&gt;6) turns his body at a 90 degree angle&lt;br /&gt;7) takes a deep breath when his date goes to the washroom&lt;br /&gt;8) leaves abruptly after his date returns from the washroom and leaving her stranded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course there were other couples who were yawning and looking obviously disinterested, but there were others who were really putting out their best. pam commented that the girls were all of ok standard, but the guys were well..haaha.. not. kk i mean they looked honest, but they're old.. at least 38 years to 40+. pam emphathised with the girl who was yawning after seeing who her 10minute date was. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh anyway did i mention that a lot of pple won't be around for my 21st even thought it's ironically the hols and end of internship?&lt;br /&gt;pam - shanghai&lt;br /&gt;kristin - shanghai&lt;br /&gt;shiqi - aus&lt;br /&gt;ching - hk&lt;br /&gt;wen - tentatively uk&lt;br /&gt;gan/zong - iic event&lt;br /&gt;rightttttttttt so 7 of my good friends aren't going to be around. nice. did i leave anyone out?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-8961727223764930059?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/8961727223764930059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=8961727223764930059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8961727223764930059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8961727223764930059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/03/pam-and-i-ate-at-orange-lantern-just.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-5115240366533182908</id><published>2009-03-03T08:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T09:00:00.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sian it's a bright tues morning and what am i doing? having a very 'dangerous' lesson with the most loserfied person in the world and being very pissed with my 4% D+! i wanna burn my script and kris wants to tear it. kris and i both feel like killing pple, or rather, a very specific anal person. what an ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i hope this is a good wake up call' he just said. omg. someone pls stab him at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ntu is having a very violent streak lately, thanks to what happened yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Faculty, Staff and Students of NTU,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is with a heavy heart that I inform you of a tragic incident on campus. A final year student from the electrical and electronic engineering school attacked a professor this morning, 2 March 2009. &lt;em&gt;(specifically, the student stabbed the prof at his back, slit his own wrist and jumped down from the 5th floor!)&lt;/em&gt; The student subsequently fell off the linkway between S1 and the Research Technoplaza and passed away. The next-of-kin of the student and professor have been notified. Out of respect for the parents of the student, the university will release names officially after the parents have been informed face-to-face of the full details. The professor is receiving medical treatment for his injuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all deeply shocked and saddened by what has happened. The matter will be investigated thoroughly. I urge the university community to rally together at this difficult time and do our utmost to help the student’s family, the professor and his family, and those traumatised by the incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The University’s counselling professionals have been mobilized. For help, do contact the Counselling Centre crisis hotline at 9721-8066. Media queries can be directed to the Corporate Communications office at 9616-4844. The school is assisting the police with investigations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DR SU GUANING&lt;br /&gt;PRESIDENT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhilin mentioned that she never knew it was ok to stab profs at the back, and she said that if we had a poll of which prof we wanted to stab, a particular one would definitely top. neither of us have heard of a student that doesn't dislike him. i think he better wear a safety vest for the rest of his life in ntu hahaha. oh my we sound so evil and devious. i hope i won't get into trouble. &lt;strong&gt;ok disclaimer. all this is just purely crap talk, dun take it into account!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian i'm so sian. i think i'm PMS-ing super badly. i'm so stressed! SIAN! i need to destress!! sian sian sian sian sian sian sian sian sian. someone pls save me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-5115240366533182908?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/5115240366533182908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=5115240366533182908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/5115240366533182908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/5115240366533182908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/03/sian-its-bright-tues-morning-and-what.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-8333872849817077988</id><published>2009-03-01T00:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:27:03.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just watched marley and me! great show =) and after watching it, i love oakey even more now! chelly, i know you only watch blockbusters, but you really should give this show a shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SaljTxtq6eI/AAAAAAAAADc/UxtznFlciCg/s1600-h/CIMG3484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307882827246397922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SaljTxtq6eI/AAAAAAAAADc/UxtznFlciCg/s200/CIMG3484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oakey and me!&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;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i realised i've been watching lotsa movies lately; slumdog, new in town, he's just not that into you and marley!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and there are 3 more films i definitely wanna watch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;push&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hotel for dogs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;confessions of a shopaholic&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/10276672-8333872849817077988?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/8333872849817077988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=8333872849817077988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8333872849817077988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8333872849817077988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-just-watched-marley-and-me-great-show.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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/_vQkI1iWNHLs/SaljTxtq6eI/AAAAAAAAADc/UxtznFlciCg/s72-c/CIMG3484.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10276672.post-3143070743291934111</id><published>2009-02-26T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:58:01.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok on hindsight, i was really over-reacting yesterday. realised i was really kinda insensitive especially since so many other people haven't even got interviews yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it would make anyone feel better, i wasn't shortlisted for either of the phase 1 companies i applied for. and nope it wasn't because they took my name off the list after i accepted AGD. so i guess i really was just pure lucky. and to add to any more consolation, zhilin told me her friend interned at iras before and her pay was only $440. so i guess my pay would be around there too sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy this week. busy next week. busy next next week. busy next next next week. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-3143070743291934111?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/3143070743291934111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=3143070743291934111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/3143070743291934111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/3143070743291934111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok-on-hindsight-i-was-really-over.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-7276812318608421279</id><published>2009-02-25T19:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T11:25:57.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sighhhhhhhhh i'm so damn SAD!! most pple say it's very demoralising to be rejected, but i think to reject other pple is even worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really feeling down in the dumps now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cargill called just now. i got the internship. lucky me. but guess what? i rejected them. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyi, cargill is a privately owned MNC, and if it were to be listed, it would be top 20 in the fortune 500 companies. sighhhhhhhhhhh. and what's worst is that i actually had a choice of which dept i wanted to intern at! cargill has this great commodities trading dept and i definitely could have learnt so much from there! but now, i'm stuck reviewing FRS for 10 weeks for a probable 3-digit pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. my mum says i should be happy that so many companies want me, but too bad there is only one of me. bad timing. why didn't cargill call earlier?? siannn. kris was nice enough to come down to accompany me and 'share my sadness'. and she's treating me to a drink later. thanks kristin! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm i shall attempt to stop wallowing in sadness. AGD really isn't that bad la. for one, there is the brand name. and there would be 6 of us, of which i know 4 others already, so i'd definitely have lunch buddies. and it's kinda near the mrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a deep breath emilia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-7276812318608421279?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/7276812318608421279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=7276812318608421279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7276812318608421279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7276812318608421279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/02/sighhhhhhhhh-im-so-damn-sad-most-pple.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-6511310416785535873</id><published>2009-02-21T00:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T15:06:56.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't know where to start, i was so damn annoyed just now, really felt like rolling my eyes a million times!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now i accompanied my mum to some investment seminar which we eventually signed up for. well, i was only interested in certain aspects of the seminar, so i was asking the manager if i could just come for the parts i'm interested in. he said it's ok. then i asked if he could give me a schedule/timetable of the workshop, he said it's usually not the protocol, but he'd see to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after being kinda convinced, my mum and i signed up for the workshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN this other girl was attending to us and she kept contradicting herself and her colleague. omg. she's such a smoker la, she didn't answer a single of my question directly and was just beating about the bush! please, does she think i'm stupid? just because i'm not even 21 doesn't mean i don't know how organisations and events are run!! PLEASE! I'M NOT STUPID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was a segment of your ridiculous convo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; so it's ok if i just come for half the seminar right? coz i'm only interested in the technical analysis part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;girl:&lt;/strong&gt; oh it's recommended that you come for the entire seminar. if you don't come, the speaker might ask you to leave and attend the next session in may&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; what? why would he ask me to leave? the parts that i missed aren't even related to the technical analysis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;girl:&lt;/strong&gt; oh it's all somewhat interlinked. the entire seminar is created in such a way that you learn it structured manner. so if the speaker feels that you can't catch up, he might ask you to attend the next session in may. it's for your own good and your group's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; so the basis for asking me to leave is for my own good? but i don't see how motivating you to earn money(the part which i intend to miss) is related to technical analysis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;girl:&lt;/strong&gt; oh it's all somewhat interlinked. or if you can't make it, we suggest you don't come for this march session and come for the full session in may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO! i just paid my deposit and you're telling me not to come?? are you crazy?? and this isn't all, she was so anal in the second part of the convo, i really didn't understand why she was so RIGID!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; then can you give me the seminar timetable so i can assess what time to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;girl:&lt;/strong&gt; oh we can't do that. we don't give out the timetables for our workshop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; why can't you give it? isn't it a standard procedure? and shouldn't the timetable be out at least a week beforehand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;girl:&lt;/strong&gt; oh it's coz the speakers might have some last minute commitments, so the sequence might change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; then wouldn't it be finalised the day before? can't i have it the day before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;girl:&lt;/strong&gt; oh yes it would be finalised the day before, but we would only post it on the day itself. this is so that participants would not come for just selected portions of the workshop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;i thought to myself, but why can't we come for just selected parts? we paid for it didn't we? and who on earth has so much time to come and listen to all the crap?? so i said &lt;/em&gt;but just now during the presentation, there was a clear indication of what you'd be teaching each day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;girl:&lt;/strong&gt; oh yea but that is just a guideline, it's still subject to last min changes. so for instance, if the speaker isn't available, they might teach that part on another day instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; but didn't you mention that the course is structured? so isn't there a sequence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;girl:&lt;/strong&gt; well yes, but you won't lose out coz eventually you'd still learn everything that is promised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you see the contradiction?? O M G!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; but your colleague mentioned just now that he can help me see to it if i want the schedule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;girl:&lt;/strong&gt; sorry it's strictly company policy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; but why can't you give it? your colleague said it's ok&lt;br /&gt;girl &lt;em&gt;tries to beat around the bush about how it's for my own good to come for the whole workshop and deliberately doesn't answer my question&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you see why i was so annoyed?? what kinda sales person is that?? i mean i don't think she deliberately meant to annoy me, but what she said completely contradicted what her colleague told me! and what's worst is that she's so rigid! yes she apologised at the end our convo, and i realised that my tone was harsh. but seriously, i felt that i already exercised quite a lot of self restraint. i asked my mum if i sounded angry, she said not really, but i did sound like i thought that her words were ridiculous and completely unbelievable. yes i don't deny it, i was completely flabbergasted at her ignorance and inflexibility. and it's completely ironic that she isn't giving in to the customer! yes i was being very persistent and i was really digging for details, but that's coz she was smoking!!! and her smoking skills suck! i mean i hang out with smokers all the time too (gan smokes 50% of the time and kristin smokers 99.99999% of the time), but that's ok coz they smoke about casual stuff. hello, but you're in the business line and you're trying to smoke me?? well, maybe you tried to smoke me coz you were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)lazy&lt;br /&gt;2)incompetent&lt;br /&gt;3)or worst, think i'm stupid and easily smoked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well guess wrong coz i'm not stupid and i can see through smokers quite easily. it's only a matter of only i wanna let it go or not. but just now, it's really wayy to smoky and i'd be an idiot to not sieve through your smoke!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-6511310416785535873?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/6511310416785535873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=6511310416785535873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/6511310416785535873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/6511310416785535873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-know-where-to-start-i-was-so.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-8506277974075592053</id><published>2009-02-18T10:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:10:07.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kristin was telling me that i 'damn' a lot. hmm. yea i guess. i don't mean it in an abusive manner, but it's just a natural thing to say sometimes. haha, i rmb my snr used to replace it with 'chicken macnugget'. lol. i wonder what enmity she had with it, i always thought it tasted great with the curry sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as much as my mum hates to hear me say it, i really feel like saying a bit fat 'SHIT'. yea just felt like saying it out of the blue. 'SHIT'. risk is so b o r i n g. it's one of those subjects that seems difficult to score, so you try to put in a little more effort by wanting to read more. and at this moment you realise that there really isn't anything to study/understand. the tragedy of business students. sometimes science students do get the better deal, at least they know what to study. lol how ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i just read ching's blog! she's gg back to hk for summer! sigh so near yet so far. if only she could make a detour back to sg in july, then all of us would be present to celebrate my 21st! damnnn lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i really wanna watch he's just not that into you~  friday seems like eternity!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-8506277974075592053?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/8506277974075592053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=8506277974075592053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8506277974075592053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8506277974075592053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/02/kristin-was-telling-me-that-i-damn-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-5246058806837453753</id><published>2009-02-12T10:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T10:17:11.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why didn't i realise that all my friends are so smart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my decision to not tell anyone till it comes has failed terribly. i didn't expect anyone to guess what it was, but well, all of you are really too smart haha. did i really say a tad too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just like the previous time after o level prelims when i tried to  fool everyone that my hc application somehow flopped and i was posted to rj instead. the whole world fell for it... until my grandpa got involved and i felt so miserable lying to him. haha. yar so my prank collapsed and i remembered wen and kyna were so pissed i lied to them that they they "dao-ed" me for 1 minute hahaha. those were the days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yes fine. confession time. my parents got an extra car, but it's not mine and as my dad emphasises, it's to SHARE with my siblings also. but regardless, it's not here yet, so no point talking to abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i just accepted the AGD internship. geri says branding is impt for internships, so i guess i was really lucky =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-5246058806837453753?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/5246058806837453753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=5246058806837453753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/5246058806837453753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/5246058806837453753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-didnt-i-realise-that-all-my-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-8156977580840684072</id><published>2009-02-09T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:26:20.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i now feel a sense of responsibility i ought to perform to myself. i guess it's a kind of gravitation that i'm experiencing and i'm glad i am. i hope it lasts coz i really feel quite determined. i guess seeing it everyday would be a good reminder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-8156977580840684072?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/8156977580840684072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=8156977580840684072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8156977580840684072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8156977580840684072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-now-feel-sense-of-responsibility-i.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-8681788638480194436</id><published>2009-02-08T13:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T13:58:47.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i rmb ahpek always loved to blog about his favourite phrase 'with power comes responsibility', i think he got it from his fav spiderman. i guess this phrase applies to me now. my dad was talking to me the whole night about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents have finally and miraculously relented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i somehow don't feel the joy and ecstasy that i thought i'd experience. maybe coz it's not here yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'd be increasingly cash-strapped. it's a trade off, so i seriously seriously seriously need to find new avenues of income. i guess that's a good push factor to force me to study the stock market carefully and more conscientiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks mum and dad! i really appreciate it! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-8681788638480194436?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/8681788638480194436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=8681788638480194436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8681788638480194436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/8681788638480194436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-rmb-ahpek-always-loved-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-1747733796262075183</id><published>2009-02-07T11:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T12:28:13.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was great fun with kris and mari! lol. well, initially we were supposed to eat coca lunch, but coz i had mkting meeting, so we had to permanantly kiv our plan, sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i was having really bad cramps yesterday, but i still decided to go out with them and it proved a good choice really haha. we first started out looking for cheap pedicure places at far east and well, we literally walked the whole of far-east and as we were about to give up looking for the legendary $7 pedi, we accidentally stumbled upon it! lucky us. you know, we were discussing yesterday that it's quite scary for girls, or specifically females in general to go shopping together because we'd all decide that we want to go budget, but after chatting excitedly with ur fellow female shoppers, the budget kinda gets thrown out subconsciously. so in the end, instead of the express pedi that we wanted, we all did a classic lol. but i think it's really value for money (see kristin, i didn't use cheap!) coz it was only $20. ok hindsight - it's not that value for money.. quite expensive actually. BUT relative to the other places we checked out, we did save an amazing $10! =) i think my nail colour is a little too dark, i think mari's colour is really nice. damn. nvm there is always a next time hehe. i will rmb mari's colour OPI W44!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, being a bunch of females, we naturally did what we were best at while strolling down orchard - shop. hmm. i bought a skirt and 2 dresses. actually i don't even know when i'd wear them coz i'm not too fond of wearing skirts while taking public transport. i think that it's really quite inconvenient if i have to walk across the overhead bridge; i've seen it happen way too many times. oh well, we shall see. my sis suggested i can wear the black dress i bought to work. i think it's a good idea haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we walked all the way to somerset to eat orange lantern!honestly, i'm quite impressed with mari and kris for being able to lug such insanely heavy bags across orchard without a single complaint of the weight! mari herself was carry a labtop, mkting text and a whole stack of paper and kris of course, carried her usual garang guni bag lol. kris, i really think u shouldn't bring so many things, it's not good for ur back to carry this kinda weight around. anyway finally got to drink my avocado shake! no wonder my skin felt like it's in better shape this morning hehe. kris said she really liked the vietnamese food there. i think it's fun to explore new places, and it's really uncanny coz as i thought i knew orchard inside out, i never knew that killiney area served so many nice and cheap food! hmm orange lantern wasn't that cheap, but i think the shops next to it served quite affordable food haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh hmm. i think i kinda pissed sq and pam off quite badly last night. sigh. they were complaining to me that they find it super difficult to ask me out. maybe it's coz i'm to some extent, quite a boring person. i don't club, i only do social drinking and i'm not fond of hanging out late. but sq and pam like to live their lives like that. sigh. but the thing is, they should know that i don't like to go out late at night and i also don't like last minute arrangements. i mean if it's once in a while, i don't mind, but i don't think we should make it a habit to meet late every time we meet. it's..unhealthy! anyway they insisted i went last night coz it'd be the last time we'd be meeting up before sq flies back to aus. but please, don't use that excuse on me coz i can't help it but to roll my eyes. sometimes, if you keep using the same reason every week, it really won't work anymore. and if you really want to meet up with me, why can't you ask me out earlier? why can't we go for dinner instead? why supper?? i really don't get it. sigh. anyway, regardless of how annoyed i was last night, i decided to buy their story one more time and i called pam around 9+. her phone wasn't turned on. sigh. i called like another million and one times, but her phone was still dead. so i came home in the end.. she gave me a missed call while i was already sleeping last night. i think she's going to yell at me. i could tell sq was quite annoyed coz she gave me her annoyed tone when she ended the call yesterday. sigh. maybe i should ask them out for dinner tmr. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-1747733796262075183?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/1747733796262075183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=1747733796262075183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/1747733796262075183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/1747733796262075183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/02/yesterday-was-great-fun-with-kris-and.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-5115865849925978560</id><published>2009-02-05T10:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T17:39:04.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i'd just do a short entry because i think it's hopelessly hilarious that something like that can happen to someone who is turning 21 this year lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on tuesday, kristin did the most embarrassing thing that i've seen anyone do. she was wearing a dark blue dress. and it was only during company law class(which was around 12pm), when i stared at her dress did i realise that the design of her dress was somewhat unique. lol. the seams were on the outside of the dress. so i stared harder and realised TO MY HORROR that she wore the dress inside out!! O M G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so damn embarrassing la. but luckily kristin is born with thick skin LOL. oh the the funniest part is she still put the blame on her maid for putting the dress on the hanger the wrong way!! HAHAHA please kristin, you need to be more independent!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-5115865849925978560?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/5115865849925978560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=5115865849925978560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/5115865849925978560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/5115865849925978560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok-id-just-do-short-entry-because-i.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-4369334529270844897</id><published>2009-02-04T18:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T18:57:09.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went for the cargill interview today and i think it went quite smoothly.. i hope haha. 2 financial controllers and 1 HR manager interviewed me. i guess i was quite lucky coz they didn't ask me any technical questions about the commodity markets, but rather, they asked me more career questions, like 'why did i choose accounting?', 'do i foresee myself working as an accountant all my life', 'where do i see myself in 10 years time?' haha. yea they're quite a friendly bunch la. hope i get in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if i really do get in, i think i must really give geri a big thank you! coz yesterday over lunch, she was sharing her interview experience with me and telling me exactly how i should go about preparing for the interview.&lt;br /&gt;i think she's probably the most experienced interview person i know coz just for her MAS interview alone, she went for 5 rounds alr lol. BTW geri got herself a job at MAS! congrats geri! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday, i came back, did my research on cargill and spent my night preparing for the interview. luckily the information i read up came in handy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw my mum kept telling me she thinks my hair is too dry and i should stop blowing it everyday. sighhhhhhhh. we shall seeee. actually i also agree that my blowing skills suck. it's so different from the way gerald sets it. siannnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i just found myself another way of getting rich. i think i should charge zong for smokescreen money. i heard that he just used me as a smokescreen on fb just now. what the crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-4369334529270844897?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/4369334529270844897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=4369334529270844897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4369334529270844897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/4369334529270844897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-went-for-cargill-interview-today-and.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-6760440160457481795</id><published>2009-02-01T11:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T11:46:25.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so happy~~~ heatwave is FINALLY open!!! they've been closed since first day of new year and i've been calling them since wed!! so i'm gg to cut my hair later!! HAPPY~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk anywayyy the main point of today's entry is to blog about last night's dinner. it was meant to be zong's late bday celebration. well, but coz it was his bday, so i guess he had the right to be spoilt and make gan kristin and i wait for 1 hour or so. but it was good that he was late coz i managed to buy a nice pair of sandals! i've been wanting to get a new pair for ages and i saw pam wearing it that day and i thought it looked quite nice, shall wear it later for risk meeting haha. oh kristin wore her pretty pink dress and pink sandals last night. lol. i thought it was quite nice actually, sweet demure look. and her maid combed her hair, so it was nice =) oh zong dressed up for once too! i'm really glad he didn't come in berms in the end, otherwise so cui. haha. but his white shirt and jeans combi came together quite nice, so he has proven his point that he has commendable dress sense after all hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a loonngggggggggggg time since the 4 of us went out together. when was the last time we went out as a grp.. hmmm.. i can't rmb seriously. anyway, we met at clarke quay and decided to walk over to robertson quay to eat liangkee. i really don't rmb the walk being so far, the other time i took a walk with my family after dinner, it really didn't seem so long. hmm maybe coz we were strolling and walking really slowly. maybe zong was right to roll his eyes in shock when he heard we were walking. lol. so the food there was good as usual, i love the duck with the sengnichow(this teochew chilli dip). zong said it was nice too. i think gan liked the tofu coz he kept eating that dish haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, we went over to yello jello. you know. i really don't like pubs with live bands. it's not conducive for talking. maybe that's why my fav pub is still balcony. yes i know, everyone says it's passe, but really, it's a VERY good place to talk. and the lychee magarita is nice. initially we sat on those high chairs inside, but gan accidentally toppled our drinks, so we moved outside to the smokers' area instead. the chairs were MUCH better, the environment was much quieter, but yea, it was still the smokers' zone. anyway, we had a nice chat there till abt 2am. and zong told me that his first impression of me was that i was 'hiao'!!!! he said it wasn't a bad thing, but hiao?? okok NVM NVM. i know i know. it must have been my hair. it was too short. let me emphasise that i'm a very good girl who does not club or smoke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm actually kristin kinda blogged abt the details of our convo, so haha i won't repeat what she wrote. and just before i was about to sleep last night, i checked my phone and saw zong's sms. lol. yes, as what kristin said, it was mushy, but i thought it was really sweet that zong took the effort to come up with it and smsed to us =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-6760440160457481795?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/6760440160457481795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=6760440160457481795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/6760440160457481795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/6760440160457481795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-so-happy-heatwave-is-finally-open.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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-10276672.post-7147550024288508283</id><published>2009-01-27T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T17:46:12.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pam is being very irritating. as usual. we should just watch the movie at cathay laaa. lido is so smelly and expensive. cathay is cheaper, and even though it's only $1.50 cheaper, stillllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't go to glori's house to eat dinner!! siann. why? coz i'm out with pam lor. and i'm now sitting at starbucks ATTEMPTING to do my risk proposal while waiting for her to finish reading her macro econs. i think she'd take forever. hmm. and i can't quite start on my part for risk coz i need to read mingjian's part first, and he's not replying me on msn. sighhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh oh.. labtop batt dying. 37mins left and no power socket available =( sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cny this year is hmm normal. i just experienced the most awkward situation any young adult could have experienced. my dad's friends came over and yar i had to hide from them; i've been avoiding such old pple gatherings for a few years now. bleh. well, i just find it really weird when they stare at you and wonder who u are, and it's only when my parents intro me as their daughter that they start saying lame stuff like 'oh so big already ah' or 'oh your sister is so much taller than you'. sigh. how do they expect me to react? i'm not being anti-social, but i just feel weird to hang around with old pple. and my mum was wearing this bright red chinese top, so she seemed like a walking hongbao. i really hope my parents don't invite their friends over again. or maybe they can ask them over for dinner coz it's really a bit difficult for me to escape if they come over for lunch. hiding in my room is not really an option coz my dad would keep shouting for me to go down and greet everyone. SIGH. there was one year i refused to go down and he was SO PISSED he didn't wanna talk to me, he said i didn't give him any face. sigh. well i was wearing my sleeping clothes, so how on earth did he expect me to go down and greet everyone else who was wearing nice cny clothes?? sian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i find it really scary how old pple can make so much noice. either that or my house is really echo-ey. their laughter is resounding and they seem to be talking at the top of their voices and laughing hysterically at every small little thing. i think it happens with age. yikes. i hope i don't become like that in about 30years time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think cny is over-rated. family gatherings get slightly less akward as we grow older coz all the cousins feel less childish and we kinda make small chat. well compared to our younger years when we'd just sit behind our parents and hope the hour hand would swoosh past. but now, yea we're more independent and somehow have more common topics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kristin said i cannot be so lazy. yes i know i'm lazy. well i guess i need a worthy competitor. competition pushes me to do better. otherwise yea.. as zong says, i'm very lum nua. sigh. perhaps i was a sloth in my previous life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like drinking the avocado shake at orange lantern! missing it~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10276672-7147550024288508283?l=blueplatform.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/feeds/7147550024288508283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10276672&amp;postID=7147550024288508283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7147550024288508283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10276672/posts/default/7147550024288508283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blueplatform.blogspot.com/2009/01/pam-is-being-very-irritating.html' title=''/><author><name>emilia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15537238844994639496</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>
