<?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-515357091385917900</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:10:12.327+08:00</updated><category term='Yeah..about that'/><category term='rants'/><category term='Decision'/><category term='Smiles'/><category term='だいがく'/><category term='True story'/><category term='Muse'/><category term='Blues'/><category term='random'/><category term='What did I do'/><title type='text'>Revelation</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-515357091385917900.post-2872496577490441699</id><published>2008-11-13T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:05:45.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smiles'/><title type='text'>Backk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SRwzt1Wve7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/qxeSvwxBCRE/s1600-h/DSC03555+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SRwzt1Wve7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/qxeSvwxBCRE/s400/DSC03555+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268142526626233266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back from the land of Kimchi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall blog about it once my schedule is cleared...I really will!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. my&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; seoul&lt;/span&gt; is still in Korea.. gotta put myself together!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/515357091385917900-2872496577490441699?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/2872496577490441699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=2872496577490441699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/2872496577490441699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/2872496577490441699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/11/backk.html' title='Backk'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SRwzt1Wve7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/qxeSvwxBCRE/s72-c/DSC03555+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-515357091385917900.post-2301498228263537415</id><published>2008-10-31T15:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T15:38:06.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='True story'/><title type='text'>Q: Why did the chicken cross the road?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Please don't hate me after reading this... really =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;True story..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Dad came back with mom's car as it was in the workshop earlier today..he drove it back to test drive it 1 more time in case the air-conditioner is still not working. So then I had to drive my father to his car, which was at the workshop too. I turned right from my house and was facing a long stretch of road..with houses on both sides. As i shifted to 2nd gear and at this point, I was was close to the 1st house on my left, I saw a chicken..a very tall black chicken with patchy feathers on its neck area (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Ayam kampong bahh..can't miss it..long legs and all.. lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; rummaging around the rubbish bin outside that house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Any sensible person (Like me, yes) will at least slow down right? I did. Mind you, I wasn't driving fast ok! Maybe around 20km/h, 30 max I'd give. So after slowing the car, the chicken of course, startled by the loud sound by the Trooper, ran amok. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It ran across the road, which was to my right side. So I thought..well, maybe it has crossed the road. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Wrong move..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I guess the chicken hesitated in between running. I accelerated (slowly) and suddenly I felt a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soft &lt;/span&gt;bump after I passed the house. I didn't see no signs of chicken to my right. I panicked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Then I looked at the side mirror where dad was sitting..I saw red red stuff and black thingy. So I think out loud..OMG the chicken is dead (in Chinese) to which my dad confirmed "Ya, die already" after he turned his head to check it out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;My legs became &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nua&lt;/span&gt;...hands, shaky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I just ran over a chicken...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I couldn't stop thinking about it and I felt so bad..I told Ching and Ming about it..Ching's advise helped a bit as I was feeling better. But what Ming said really pulled my guiltiness to the next level. Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;After I dropped dad by the road, I drove home. I knew that I did something terribly bad, I avoided using that stretch of road, in case someone saw me..oh god I hope not!!! =S I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kam guan&lt;/span&gt; drive 1 damn big round to use the other road that links to my house.. and on my way home, I will still face the same stretch of road I used earlier this morning. =__________= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It didn't help..there, in front of me, I saw the 1/2 flattened 1/2 unflattened chicken in the middle of the road. AND. 2 or 3 medium sized chicken were roaming around that dead chicken. I thought the dead chicken was moving then I realised that the wind blew the feathers of it to make it look as if it was still moving.... hmmmm. Or was it my eyes?? lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Anyway, I told Ming that there were smaller chix around it and you know what he said? He said maybe thats the anak!!! OHMYYY.. I felt even scared and sad and...well a mixture of feelings =________=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But I'm OKAY now.. feeling much better. That chicken belongs...nay...Belonged to my friend's father.. lol. And a few years ago, he killed (accident) my Mickey too. My poor teenage dog was hit by his car (but didn't run over la) and he died within minutes. Mickey was just at the side of the road..dunno how that happened. My sis was there to witness though. I think. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;So in case that man accused me of doing that to his poorly kept, loose chicken, which should be kept in a proper fenced area (The fence doesn't look secured. lol holes and all) I'll use that against him. LOL. Not that I want to. lol..It was ages ago. And its not like I had the intention to kill that chicken right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People tell me they've ran over animals like..frogs, cats and dogs, the usual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;as they just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chiong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahhhh&lt;/span&gt; everytime they see a car coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;..and the unusual one will be birds flying in front of their windscreen and snakes slithering on the road. But chicken?? That's first for me. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans: The chicken crossed the road so that it can get to the other side of it..but hesitated in between action. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/515357091385917900-2301498228263537415?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/2301498228263537415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=2301498228263537415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/2301498228263537415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/2301498228263537415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/10/q-why-did-chicken-cross-road.html' title='Q: Why did the chicken cross the road?'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-515357091385917900.post-7435758657450078126</id><published>2008-10-27T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T23:11:13.312+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='True story'/><title type='text'>Not so relieved..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I managed to give 2 presentations and you can imagine how light I felt after that whole load!! Muk Muk's one was a lil over the board as I don't really know what I was saying.. It was as if I was in a trance and the words just came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I did Sal's presentation and I went first =___= oh whyyy! I made a few mistakes..the one which I shouldn't be making.... zzz I hope she takes into account that I went first... lol.. the rest of me peeps can learn from the mistake I made.. Fuhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 2 down!!!! 4 to go!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After Japanese class, I met Ching.. and apparently our friends, Kenny and Gabby were involved in an accident T_T Gabby was unscathed but Kenny got the full blow. Oh goshhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But thank goodness hes alive..after what happened. He just had surgery.. the bones in his arm and leg were broken =S I hope there's nothing serious going on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna visit him tomorrow if Ching confirms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be catching on my sleep.. I haven't slept since..my 1hr+ so called break just now. lol...excluding the short break I had on my way to and back from Uni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh deary me eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/515357091385917900-7435758657450078126?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/7435758657450078126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=7435758657450078126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/7435758657450078126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/7435758657450078126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-so-relieved.html' title='Not so relieved..'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-515357091385917900.post-472235281806180674</id><published>2008-10-23T17:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T23:12:02.249+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Reporting from..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SQBF6bsqP8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/NMWcKmPvKOM/s1600-h/Procrastination.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SQBF6bsqP8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/NMWcKmPvKOM/s400/Procrastination.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260281234938544066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blurburger.com/shoebox/toons/albums/toons/toon_procrastinator.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 501px; height: 393px;" src="http://www.blurburger.com/shoebox/toons/albums/toons/toon_procrastinator.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Those pictures say it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*yawns..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just had a nap. Hmm. I was supposed to do my Salbrina but Don and Beb texted me saying its extended. Lol. I’m back to my laid back self again - watching gg and himym. (this afternoon only).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So tonight, I shall make up for time loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I shall sleep late and finish that piece of work!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2 days ago I was in a state of shock-ness. I didn’t know I had to give 2 presentations – Mukul&lt;br /&gt;and Sal’s – and I was panicking -__- what’s more, the website was still untouched since the last time I went out with Ming… fuhhh.. due wednesday!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I gotta really finish up Sal’s work. Or Mukul. Ughh. Readingssss!&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/515357091385917900-472235281806180674?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/472235281806180674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=472235281806180674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/472235281806180674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/472235281806180674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/10/reporting-from.html' title='Reporting from..'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SQBF6bsqP8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/NMWcKmPvKOM/s72-c/Procrastination.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-515357091385917900.post-7546559776248148984</id><published>2008-10-17T12:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T12:24:54.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='True story'/><title type='text'>Ouch!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Darn it! I scalded my left hand while making coffee just now T__________T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hurts so #$%^&amp;amp;!!!?@ bad!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SPgRdUAkccI/AAAAAAAAAI4/GofjvE1lKLc/s1600-h/burn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SPgRdUAkccI/AAAAAAAAAI4/GofjvE1lKLc/s400/burn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257971760240030146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Putting aloe vera on it.. Don't know why its yellow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait..Xiao Ming said one should not swear..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70% of my left hand got scalded but that particular part of me hands was affected the most. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I should have known the water will "bounce" back from the spoon when I pressed the PRESS button of that automatic vacuum flask T_______T I knew it!! I knew it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 blardy seconds of hot boiling water...SIGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh why did I ignore my instinct. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/515357091385917900-7546559776248148984?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/7546559776248148984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=7546559776248148984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/7546559776248148984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/7546559776248148984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/10/ouch.html' title='Ouch!!'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SPgRdUAkccI/AAAAAAAAAI4/GofjvE1lKLc/s72-c/burn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-515357091385917900.post-4459592850178697497</id><published>2008-10-11T21:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T21:31:56.150+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Files</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A few months back, I have been sending my friend, Jik, episodes of himym. I managed to get him to accept the file..(he was kinda free that time, I suppose) and after 4 hours of transferring an episode…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I must say, he enjoyed it. Give me a high 5! And I send him the following episodes every other day when we chat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On some days, it was cool. The transfer rate was quite fast..it took us less than 2 hours! However, other days were reasonable… about 4 hours max. But other-other-other days took longer than 7 hours &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-_______________________-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And can you imagine.. when it was about 0.5cm more to finish transferring, his landlady switched off the broadband… NM. One time only..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But it went on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Not only that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I remember sending him the same episode twice -.- what a waste of time. Lol. ma bad~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There was 1 incident where its about..0.3cm more to finish transfer..then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY BROTHER SWITCHED OFF THE ROUTER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GRAHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We’re not talking about a small file.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Its friggin 175MB alright!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So, obviously, after HOURS and HOURS of waiting.. I was very #$%^&amp;amp;* words couldn’t express how I feel. I was soooo pissed. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ok, so that was months back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have managed to send episode 17 so far. I just hope Tina will be able to handle that big file. Kekeke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nyakkk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I started my assignment...and I am very happy I finally made an effort to do it. Yeah, after sitting for the whole day yesterday and my bum is feeling very sore. Muscle hurts...just like it would after hiking =__________________=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And speaking of assignments again, I have to really work out on my 3 other HUGE assignments (I hope I am right that there's 3!) as I will be flying off in less than 4 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ya Allah..tolong saya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/515357091385917900-4459592850178697497?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/4459592850178697497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=4459592850178697497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/4459592850178697497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/4459592850178697497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/10/files.html' title='Files'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-515357091385917900.post-1586297646447644808</id><published>2008-10-10T09:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T21:33:00.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What did I do'/><title type='text'>Belly bizy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting this morning with a friend. It went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:     how are u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend:     great, urself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:     im ok. hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend:     miss me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:     ...&lt;br /&gt;Me:     anyway i should be off now. chat with u later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend:     is that a yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:     si ai bin -____________- ""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend:     bcoz 3 dot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. Lidat also can?!?! Funny friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've been busy with things this week. I was out for 2 days straight, am to pm, which explains my lack of concentration in lectures for 3 days. I was literally sleeping in front of Ms. Elgar's and Dr.Mukul's face. I think they noticed it coz when my head swayed from side to side at certain times. And also my hands seemed to be covering my forehead a lot. LOL! I shouldn't have cut my bangs. It could have been easier to hide me peepers compared to this shorter fringe I have now -______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I should soooo do something about my sleeping habits. Or I'll have to master the art of sleeping with my heads straight and eyes open!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Actually, at times, I do sleep with my eyes half open. Or so I heard. Kekekekek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louis is back in town! We met in uni and went to Giant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! I have finally been to GIANT! Don said I lost my Giant virginity -_________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean ever since its opening ceremony a few months back..I can't remember when.. it was the talk of town! The "in" question was "Have you been to Giant?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which I replied "No"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they will give me that surprised look / disbelif look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we were on our way to Fai's car, I met Far and CheeHau and I told them I was going to Giant for the first time. They just smiled. hahah. Yeah! I had to tell my friends its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my first time &lt;/span&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Giant, we went to the Empire beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SO64DLCx2WI/AAAAAAAAAIo/TJK_gSB5dPw/s1600-h/loubeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SO64DLCx2WI/AAAAAAAAAIo/TJK_gSB5dPw/s400/loubeach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255340179831511394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Homai.. I broke the Golden Mean rule!! Look, the tall thing is in the middle of me picture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SO64DCaQJfI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Xlu2zjpBvAE/s1600-h/beach1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SO64DCaQJfI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Xlu2zjpBvAE/s400/beach1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255340177514046962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its soo much nicer if you were to see it yourself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Then went to Gdg and the night went on till past 1030pm. Voon, Sia, Penguin, Wantin and Chaw were all there. I was discussing about the Korean trip with Voon and Sia. Yea, Im going to Korea! Very excited about it!!! It will be *ahem* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My first time&lt;/span&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I have been saying this and I will say this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I WILL START MY ASSIGNMENTS NOW!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/515357091385917900-1586297646447644808?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/1586297646447644808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=1586297646447644808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/1586297646447644808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/1586297646447644808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/10/belly-bizy.html' title='Belly bizy'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SO64DLCx2WI/AAAAAAAAAIo/TJK_gSB5dPw/s72-c/loubeach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-515357091385917900.post-299868552632306923</id><published>2008-09-30T01:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T01:04:51.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nelly’s song...All good things come to an end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Disagree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nyaaaaaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Not mine!! xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;..I sound like I'm very bo liao. lolz&lt;br /&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/515357091385917900-299868552632306923?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/299868552632306923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=299868552632306923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/299868552632306923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/299868552632306923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/09/song.html' title='Song'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-515357091385917900.post-104639112010863353</id><published>2008-09-24T17:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T18:39:47.365+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='True story'/><title type='text'>Bugger!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This post will make me feel like not wanting to ever live again. Lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I did mention about the photo shoot that me and a few friends are suppose to do right? Hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, I decided to take it. My shoot is at 1.30pm and I was asked to arrive half an hour earlier for make up and stuff I assume, since Datin did say that there will be a make up artist. I thought it was in ICTC and my short journey there was a bad one. My heart felt as if it was hammering against my chest…I don’t know why I got so nervous all of a sudden. Oh and I almost trip (4 inch heel please). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Turns out that its in ETC 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; floor. I went there to find out that there is no make up artist!! Thank goodness I brought my eyeliner and also lip balm. And in the middle of fixing my head scarf, it has decided to “not listen to me” and gave me a really difficult time fixing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh did I mention that I had the sniffles since Monday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was asked to take different shots. My shots are mostly close up and the angle from below. Oh boy. Little did I know what so many unseen can be seen from below!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After about 30 minutes, I was ready to take off my scarf. The picture was then uploaded to the computer for selection. It was in thumbnails so nothing can be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nvm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I reached home close to 11pm and after showering and all (Went to Villa Mauri with Ching, Ming and Jason) I decided to take a look at those pictures taken. You would have guessed what my reaction was when I saw the pictures which were taken from below. Can you guess? I did mention that I had the sniffles right? ( I still have it now ;( )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To my horror… over there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my nose… there...it was…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;eeewwwwwWWWWWWWW!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;I don't have to say what it is here. Just be smart. lolz.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Right, so I WAS &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;#$%^&amp;amp;*!! Wottt?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;It wasn't obvious at first glance but... with a camera like that, everything is made crystal clear!!!! Every pore, every strand of hair and every thing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And so today, after Japanese class, I sprinted to the ETC and badgered the person in charge to delete the pics. That person thought I was funny. T__________T Waaat?? About 30 of them in that angle can!! UPCLOSE some more ok. With a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tua tua ki&lt;/span&gt;* camera (Nikon D2X, I think) I was sooooo paranoid. I couldn’t sleep for days and nights.. it was that bad. Lolz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Trans: Big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway I feel safe now. I deleted the whole lot of them =) Lolz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just so you know, I am still feminine and yes, I do clean my nose!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have to stop being a clumsy klutz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/515357091385917900-104639112010863353?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/104639112010863353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=104639112010863353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/104639112010863353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/104639112010863353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/09/bugger.html' title='Bugger!!'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-515357091385917900.post-1309702109121729516</id><published>2008-09-21T10:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T11:08:15.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='True story'/><title type='text'>Steps</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Note: Do not continue reading if you are faint-hearted. Or if you are about to eat. Or are eating. Or have a lizard as a pet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Printer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNW4Y-eLSII/AAAAAAAAAHw/uikvWIDpGiM/s1600-h/DSC02930+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNW4Y-eLSII/AAAAAAAAAHw/uikvWIDpGiM/s400/DSC02930+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248303679996119170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Want to print&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNWybxQ8fLI/AAAAAAAAAG4/-PaqTORz7oI/s1600-h/print+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNWybxQ8fLI/AAAAAAAAAG4/-PaqTORz7oI/s400/print+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248297130920803506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Went to printer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNW4Y-eLSII/AAAAAAAAAHw/uikvWIDpGiM/s1600-h/DSC02930+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNW4Y-eLSII/AAAAAAAAAHw/uikvWIDpGiM/s400/DSC02930+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248303679996119170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;@.@?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNW4ZGP27KI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J0-kXR0CKWA/s1600-h/DSC02923+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNW4ZGP27KI/AAAAAAAAAH4/J0-kXR0CKWA/s400/DSC02923+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248303682083548322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Wot??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNW4ZTSstfI/AAAAAAAAAIA/2s8sehpTLCU/s1600-h/DSC02925+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNW4ZTSstfI/AAAAAAAAAIA/2s8sehpTLCU/s400/DSC02925+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248303685585122802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Opens printer...sees...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNW1mzbX-bI/AAAAAAAAAHI/23mtpAowyU0/s1600-h/tail.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNW1mzbX-bI/AAAAAAAAAHI/23mtpAowyU0/s400/tail.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248300619014863282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Yetchhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNW1nLjh20I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/JLlXurN2ePs/s1600-h/squished.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNW1nLjh20I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/JLlXurN2ePs/s400/squished.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248300625491516226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;For the first time, I have no intention in killing. Its true..I intended to print Dr.Deterding's lecture notes for Monday but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just so happen that that thing was hiding inside my printer! And it was before breakfast!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROARRR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is this lizard karma in action?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/515357091385917900-1309702109121729516?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/1309702109121729516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=1309702109121729516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/1309702109121729516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/1309702109121729516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/09/steps.html' title='Steps'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNW4Y-eLSII/AAAAAAAAAHw/uikvWIDpGiM/s72-c/DSC02930+copy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-515357091385917900.post-3000689063325051789</id><published>2008-09-20T16:36:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T17:38:12.044+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decision'/><title type='text'>Next models</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got a call from chab after Bird’s. Speaking of Bird, the test was… uhm… for a lack of better word – not good. Lol. When will you learn?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Right, the phone call. Apparently Datin wants me to be one of UBD’s model!! @.@ The first thing that came into my mind was - student role model. Lol! Not bad! Then realization strucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;=________= I was wearing a really baggy jeans and a wrinkled 3/4 t-shirt. And my hair was not combed, as usual. Lolz. I panicked coz I thought the shoot is today! Come on, we have only 1 class! And since I woke up late, I just put on any shirt I can find. Its me being untidy and scruffy at my best. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Its not only me. Uhm the chab and don will also be in it. And maybe far too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh! Our faces will then appear on banners, cards, tv?? Hmm. Media!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am a little apprehensive yet curious on whats gonna happen next week. Tesl undergraduates as well as a handful of IM students will be taking part. The person who is in charge of the photoshooting and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(I am assuming) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;filming  is from Singapore. Sounds like serious stuff! Don't pray pray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Should I go for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We will be further informed on the details tomorrow. It should be good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Huhu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/515357091385917900-3000689063325051789?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/3000689063325051789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=3000689063325051789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/3000689063325051789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/3000689063325051789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/09/next-models.html' title='Next models'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-515357091385917900.post-5799648962135807323</id><published>2008-09-18T12:59:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T14:08:30.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='だいがく'/><title type='text'>Around ubd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of things going on in UBD. I mean the small, people-don't-usually-care detailed stuff and also certain places which I never know existed even after studying there for more than 2 years! Maybe I am just too ignorant. lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the places which I never knew existed...but recently discovered them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Senate room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHmm3YprkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/i8frYQQ2NuY/s1600-h/senate.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHmm3YprkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/i8frYQQ2NuY/s400/senate.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247228596240100930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Hokkaido university students visited UBD 2 weeks ago, we were asked to go to the Senate room. Heh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senate whaaaat? I was very the surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHoKKP74fI/AAAAAAAAAGg/t_KDEzx3QEo/s1600-h/senate2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHoKKP74fI/AAAAAAAAAGg/t_KDEzx3QEo/s400/senate2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247230302110867954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the Senate room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon this place looks as if we are in a court room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 The place of Zen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHkVesMyKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/JYTi5hSiQjw/s1600-h/zen1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHkVesMyKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/JYTi5hSiQjw/s400/zen1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247226098530175138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at those trees...shady~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With twigs and all that on the tiled floor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can sort of hear the sound of waves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound of insects....birds....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its windy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHkVvP2vWI/AAAAAAAAAF4/4IkcrzozT_0/s1600-h/liedown.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHkVvP2vWI/AAAAAAAAAF4/4IkcrzozT_0/s400/liedown.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247226102974692706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I took that pix while lying down... *Sighs~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are bored zen-ning alone, just back it up with some good company and viola~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHqavVlZ_I/AAAAAAAAAGw/06rhHrrmMt0/s1600-h/fren.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHqavVlZ_I/AAAAAAAAAGw/06rhHrrmMt0/s400/fren.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247232785967835122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mango good good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is behind the Zen place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHp6gQKO_I/AAAAAAAAAGo/qg8pIq7gcj4/s1600-h/behindlib.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHp6gQKO_I/AAAAAAAAAGo/qg8pIq7gcj4/s400/behindlib.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247232232162737138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't look like UBD eh? I have yet to find a proper name for this place....Hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon if the Zen place is equipped with sockets, it would be an ideal place for gamers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It won't be called a Zen place anymore no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else I noticed in UBD...The small bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way to CLT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHgZ0m3noI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/lOKSbVlUJKA/s1600-h/Liz2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHgZ0m3noI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/lOKSbVlUJKA/s400/Liz2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247221775086362242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red ants attacking a helpless lizard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Muahahahahahha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHgaBGxCPI/AAAAAAAAAFY/J5_a7mz1Exg/s1600-h/Lizard1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHgaBGxCPI/AAAAAAAAAFY/J5_a7mz1Exg/s400/Lizard1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247221778441373938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serves you right lizard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHmnSFLxtI/AAAAAAAAAGI/OZJ2L2OyPFI/s1600-h/liz3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHmnSFLxtI/AAAAAAAAAGI/OZJ2L2OyPFI/s400/liz3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247228603406206674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fat!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Machiam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sudah makan seekor burung&lt;/span&gt;!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* Translation: Looks as if it has eaten a bird!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont care whats it called, it looks like a lizard! So there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wandering around the FASS courtyard in the early hours (yes I am usually in uni at 7am this semester!) before lecture starts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHkU9JY5jI/AAAAAAAAAFo/i8GegxeyjpA/s1600-h/spyderant.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHkU9JY5jI/AAAAAAAAAFo/i8GegxeyjpA/s400/spyderant.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247226089525798450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Triders!! hahah its three spiders!!... sorry its lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those spiders are pretty big for normal spiders. Not the skinny legged and big bummed spiders you see hiding in the corners of your room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attacking a red ant which I half killed and throw on the invisible web...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHkUlyO12I/AAAAAAAAAFg/bqT8T07W7Sg/s1600-h/antz.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHkUlyO12I/AAAAAAAAAFg/bqT8T07W7Sg/s400/antz.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247226083254654818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attack!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHnTmQSZ4I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/DQmh5xIeKLM/s1600-h/insect1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHnTmQSZ4I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/DQmh5xIeKLM/s400/insect1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247229364735731586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some weird insect... no it ain't no praying mantis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't be fooled by its size...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call it Peacocksect... peacock-insect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHnUK1ftcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/9rXOrWKiu24/s1600-h/insect2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHnUK1ftcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/9rXOrWKiu24/s400/insect2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247229374555469250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what insect is it exactly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7adea8cf7952b9e4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7adea8cf7952b9e4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330252612%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D696B9E5CC7C412F73776820EA5F19B42ABCB4172.21DE19DE50102B2E0B1FDC03CC76C43064F313D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7adea8cf7952b9e4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3OhBgeHjRItV6OjZ63yvI5qM8IU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7adea8cf7952b9e4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330252612%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D696B9E5CC7C412F73776820EA5F19B42ABCB4172.21DE19DE50102B2E0B1FDC03CC76C43064F313D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7adea8cf7952b9e4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3OhBgeHjRItV6OjZ63yvI5qM8IU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at it tryna intimidate me... Hahaha I was pointing my phone at it to get a better video and its trying to get closer to me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/515357091385917900-5799648962135807323?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7adea8cf7952b9e4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/5799648962135807323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=5799648962135807323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/5799648962135807323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/5799648962135807323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/09/around-ubd.html' title='Around ubd'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SNHmm3YprkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/i8frYQQ2NuY/s72-c/senate.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-515357091385917900.post-3736215030155038160</id><published>2008-09-15T21:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:55:53.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='だいがく'/><title type='text'>What happen to tabby?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...what's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SM5mBn900mI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7vi1VP_l1Mo/s1600-h/cat.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SM5mBn900mI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7vi1VP_l1Mo/s400/cat.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246242794027405922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SM5mCcjaqoI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pUBc2fbEVMg/s1600-h/cat1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SM5mCcjaqoI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pUBc2fbEVMg/s400/cat1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246242808143719042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; *Gulp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dead ねこ in front of ICTC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looked like a puppy of some sort coz its really big for a ねこ. The orange tabby's tummy is bloated with some black stuff coming out of it. Lots of flies there! Kel reckons its maggots that caused the tummy to.... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ewwwww!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what happen to it...I mean there? Maybe it was on its way to the library but the rat poison or the rat who ate the poison decided to take its toll on tabby there. Such good location. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure everyone got a fair share of smell of its rotting corpse. I got my share of its whiff on my way meeting Dr. Prescott cuz I also wanted to take a shot of it. Ended up zooming it but still. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bauuuunyaaaaaa*&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bau - Smelly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&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/515357091385917900-3736215030155038160?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/3736215030155038160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=3736215030155038160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/3736215030155038160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/3736215030155038160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-happen-to-tabby.html' title='What happen to tabby?'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SM5mBn900mI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7vi1VP_l1Mo/s72-c/cat.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-515357091385917900.post-4293546532156525954</id><published>2008-09-07T20:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T20:43:01.436+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>No this and that</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We can’t watch veoh vids. Then Kel told me youporn is going to be next. Yea its shut tight by the way. No pun intended. And then again, maybe for most porn sites. Perhaps youtube is next cos apparently there are many vids posted by Bruneians and also some about the royalties. I see a trend here. Then who knows? Metacafe? Then.. I don’t know. Blogs in Brunei? But seriously. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Why&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;INTERNET&lt;/span&gt; for crying out loud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/515357091385917900-4293546532156525954?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/4293546532156525954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=4293546532156525954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/4293546532156525954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/4293546532156525954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-this-and-that.html' title='No this and that'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-515357091385917900.post-8173098061902747859</id><published>2008-09-02T13:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T13:58:55.837+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Template</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I never knew searching or selecting a template for a blog could take up so much time! It’s been months and I still can’t find a right one. This one is too… uhm...plain. I didn't really check the margins and color coordination...i don't know whats it called. All I do is click on "New Post" each time I log in. I wonder how many people use this. But I shall be sticking to it till I get one. Or should I make one for myself? Or should I put in more effort on how it looks after my 100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; post? Hahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/515357091385917900-8173098061902747859?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/8173098061902747859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=8173098061902747859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/8173098061902747859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/8173098061902747859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/09/template.html' title='Template'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-515357091385917900.post-7545997862916009827</id><published>2008-08-31T15:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T15:32:46.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muse'/><title type='text'>How do you see it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Its funny how a nondescript comment of someone you know from another person can totally change your view of &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;that person. Its scary innit? Wouldn’t it be better if you go and see it for yourself instead of believing it by “I heard from V, who heard it from W who heard it from X (the list goes on) that Y is so and so. Can you imagine how the story has change and god forbid, modified to make it sound jucier?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;=_______________________________=&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;But at the same time, it can also be seen as a good thing. The comment part. Take for example if you are trying to get over someone but you are still learning to. Then someone said that 1 thing (not about that person you are getting over and not necessarily bad) and BOOM! That very hard feeling of getting over is gone. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;OKay! Maybe not a comment on a particular person per se. But just some random advice. We get that all the time. Don’t smoke. Don’t do this. Don’t do that. If you do this you will regret. Bla bla bla. But if it was said at one particular point of time, in a right place and right state of mind (or probably none of this ever matter), whatever that person said will automatically &lt;i style=""&gt;click&lt;/i&gt;. That’s when everything made sense. Why have you been acting that way, behaving that way and thinking that way made you realize that it is just not worth it. You feel that you've been living  below a coconut husk and suddenly you see the whole picture.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Just like one episode of himym where the gang told Ted about his date who could not shut up. And Ted mentioning to Marshall about Lily’s loud chewing and Lily mentioning to Robin about her issue.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;*glass shattering*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Which have a different ending where "someone's bad habit were pointed out to you its hard to ignore them...but if you love them enough, those bad habits are easy to forget."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Totally different story but yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I just had that moment &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;=)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Revelation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&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/515357091385917900-7545997862916009827?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/7545997862916009827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=7545997862916009827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/7545997862916009827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/7545997862916009827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-do-you-see-it.html' title='How do you see it?'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-515357091385917900.post-687022206198026429</id><published>2008-08-30T21:08:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T16:54:11.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What did I do'/><title type='text'>Tiring</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;T__________________T Bro left today. Bye bye bra we will miss you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh now I can tell 1 disadvantage of being fair skinned!! Not that I am not aware of it. Lol. When I get teary eyed…everything gets red! My eyes, brows, nose, lips.. whole face lah!! It doesn’t help much if I am also &lt;i style=""&gt;manja&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;lol. Actually&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I dun think I am lor. I am just very…emotional. Sometimes. Whats more…fair?! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After I left home, I couldn’t control it and so the flood gates opened. Cannot tahan!! Silently some more. Dowan people to know bah. Lol. Grahh oh why like this?! I can’t seem to hide how I feel is it? My &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baju&lt;/span&gt;’s sleeve and also the one near my neck were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;penuh&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ingus&lt;/span&gt;. No tissue!! Oh! And also my jeans. Lol. That was how badly I cried. Lol. Maybe it was a good thing I didn't send him off too. Haha. But...haihhh. Gotta learn how to control. Cannot go on being super transparent. So yah. Feel so much better now. The mind is set to ok mode =p Hmmm. In 2 or 3 years time. I should go and visit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Something really oddly-"funny" happened when they were at the airport. Apparently some people there got all proud (I guess?) and didn't even want to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;layan&lt;/span&gt; people. Ehh. Skadar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I was out the whole day yesterday. Was last at the temple with family and later at Coffeebean to spend the night out with bro. I saw the Jordan All-Star players. Whoa...@.@ Super tall! And kinda cute too x)) &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I wasn’t wearing my specs/contacts! Dang!! By the time I reach home, it was 11pm! So I started doing Dr.Bird’s presentation and finish a few minutes past 2 a.m. I was all alone in the dining room, so being the scaredy cat that I am, I practiced it in my room. I felt a presence while preparing my notes…so naturally I got all paranoid =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I had less than 3 hours of shut eyes only. Prepared to go to uni. Hugged brother before that and all that started. I will not go into that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;During Dr.Gary’s lecture, Irene texted me – Dr.Bird’s class is cancelled. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; I did not get enough sleep because I was preparing for it =______________=””” Kek tio! And I had 5 hours gap before Japanese. So after class, I joined cousins and Marki for Japanese. Went to Fanny’s house after dropping Marki off. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;could have&lt;/span&gt; went to the airport if I know it was going to be cancelled. Or will I? Hmm. lol. Never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Tiring day indeed! It rained heavily from 2pm onwards. It is still drizziling as I am typing here. Rid, who is in Japan now reckons that my tears brought all the heavy rain there. Hahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p face="georgia" style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh and the Genting trip is confirmed!! I cant waittt x)) It was booked 2 days ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I pray Monday would be a public holiday! Fasting month!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/515357091385917900-687022206198026429?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/687022206198026429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=687022206198026429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/687022206198026429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/687022206198026429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/08/tiring.html' title='Tiring'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-515357091385917900.post-7283931886424948867</id><published>2008-08-27T19:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:58:32.325+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What did I do'/><title type='text'>Lesson learned</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh gawd. My presentation this morning for Dr.mukul was a disaster T_____________T For starters, I printed the wrong document – the 2 chabs emailed me like…3 different documents before that and Mag asked me to print a certain document which turned out to be the wrong one. Odd…cos I thought that was the correct one as the content I pasted to her was right. Pffft. Anyhoos, the 3 of us managed to scrape off doing our presentation without using the projector and handouts. Sartz right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Funny story about the projector. I thought I could just Bluetooth the ppt file into the faculty’s lappy…just like I did for Dr.Debbie’s. Or not. When I pressed the Bluetooth sign, it says no device. CRAP!!! I panicked coz &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thas mean&lt;/span&gt; we have to photocopy our wrong handout. But mag scribbled all over the paper with the points she wanted to add…. Zzz. So yeah. Funny right? Lol. I hope we won’t get penalized =S doubt it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I managed to present it OK kua. Well I rate 4/10 la =______________= Kel said I repeated my points over and over again which made him restart his brain. Lols. I think I blabbed. No, I know. Hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Then it came to Dr.Gary’s meeting. I hesitated when it came to the budget allocation =(( Because when I mentioned that I wanted all the money, everyone gasped and I thought I was not suppose to do that (note to self: read his notes extra thoroughly!!!) and so I changed my mind, saying at least half of it would do. Hehhhh. And no second thoughts; leave that to discussion point. Ok, got it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Lesson learned: Don’t do things last minute!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/515357091385917900-7283931886424948867?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/7283931886424948867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=7283931886424948867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/7283931886424948867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/7283931886424948867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-gawd.html' title='Lesson learned'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-515357091385917900.post-8575295338344563074</id><published>2008-08-21T22:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T23:17:04.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smiles'/><title type='text'>Hen's night</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Guess what? xDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be attending a hen's night this weekend!! Its Meimei jie's and she's getting married next month. Happy happy! I have never been to a bachelorette party before, so I am very looking forward to it. It’s strictly for females only…duh. Hen? Any male/s found loitering/crashing the party must and will be made to do a few rounds of striptease! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Muahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt; xD Gosh will I sound like an alcoholic by just mentioning “binge”? =pfftt. lols. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Oh and speaking of weekend, there will be a Japanese Speech contest this Sunday @9am in the Lecture theatre in Chancy's Hall. みなこ　せんせい　expects me to be there and I will! My cousin Jer will be giving his fair share of speech so Ima be there to supportsu him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gawd please make sure I am awake by then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*Grinnnsss*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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/515357091385917900-8575295338344563074?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/8575295338344563074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=8575295338344563074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/8575295338344563074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/8575295338344563074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/08/hens-night.html' title='Hen&apos;s night'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-515357091385917900.post-1994878957978949347</id><published>2008-08-18T22:15:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T23:19:23.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='True story'/><title type='text'>3 wheel drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes. It’s a very thrilling experience. True story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dadz was as usual was sending a truck of soldiers to their respective institutions – 3 rounds; MD, SMJA and UBD. While driving, I suddenly felt (I couldn’t hear cos I had earphone on) that there was something wrong cos that feeling was strange. It was as if we were moving on some sort of momentum. lol. It was as if there were no wheels. Literally. It’s like you were riding on some rides. You know, FLYING! Before I know it, I saw a tyre rolling away towards my right. Sorry but I am still improving on my description skill. So, it happened in slow motion…and I remembered thinking…whoa the tyre’s off! And I even looked, with fascination, at the tyre which rolled in slow mo till it stopped a few meters away from where we stopped. It was exactly at the opposite side of the GHK showroom. This happened at about 6.38am so there were not many cars. The back tyre on the left came off cos the night before, dadz was fixing it the night before and he did not tightened the nut and was meaning to do it today. He forgot. Lol. Just so you know, we weren’t moving that fast! And I know the consequences of such "accident".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SKmFBoVkvfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/G_qTI4awNWc/s1600-h/deep2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SKmFBoVkvfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/G_qTI4awNWc/s320/deep2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235862304849182194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The left side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The front left side of the tyre was half buried on the soft soil with grass. I don’t know why but I didn’t feel embarrass or anything. I don’t know, should I be? lol. I thought the whole incident was hilarious. And oh! No one panicked. lol. Bra said it could have been worse – the tyre could have come off at the roundabout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So within 10 minutes after waiting for rescue, a Good Samaritan stopped by and offered to help send 1 of my bra to school. The man sort of knew dadz ( I think) and he has a son who is studying in SMJA too. So 1 down. Another bra left after a while as his van took him and were off to KB. Me and sis waited for dadz’s friend and we left the scene around 7pm. I almost tripped over while getting myself out of that soft…patch of grass! It dirtied me heels. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SKmFBbMx9BI/AAAAAAAAAEo/g2F1zN-oJWc/s1600-h/deep.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SKmFBbMx9BI/AAAAAAAAAEo/g2F1zN-oJWc/s320/deep.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235862301322638354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Deep deep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don’t worry, the pick-up truck, or Optimus Prime as some of my friends call it; will be in the workshop on Wednesday. What?? Am I gonna get judged at the kind of transportation I use? Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not too bad. Started my day flying. Have you experienced it? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="georgia" style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/515357091385917900-1994878957978949347?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/1994878957978949347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=1994878957978949347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/1994878957978949347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/1994878957978949347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/08/3-wheel-drive.html' title='3 wheel drive'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SKmFBoVkvfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/G_qTI4awNWc/s72-c/deep2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-515357091385917900.post-4279343711708020397</id><published>2008-08-13T23:10:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T13:20:12.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decision'/><title type='text'>The other half and cups</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Remember about &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://conosenza.blogspot.com/search/label/Muse"&gt;the birds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;that built a nest next to the main door of my house? I have not seen them flying out of the nest for the past 3 weeks. Usually when I bend over to look for my shoes, a bird will suddenly dash out from the nest. Not that I did it on purpose, but sometimes I just forget that there is actually a nest about 30cm away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So, I thought it’s a little strange if those birds abandon their nest after all those hard work of building it. Mumzy was wondering what happened to those birds and the other day she peeked into the nest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To her amazement, she saw 5 little eggs inside it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SKL7dZCsRPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9j5XRO7Po5Q/s1600-h/nest1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SKL7dZCsRPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9j5XRO7Po5Q/s320/nest1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234022199314892018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Waa...the bird is about the size of a sparrow but managed to lay 5 eggs! Where did they come from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Steady bird!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SKL7c0wHybI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jVfyiGGPHlw/s1600-h/nest.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SKL7c0wHybI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jVfyiGGPHlw/s320/nest.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234022189573327282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Awwwww...its like they're sleeping...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mumzy hypothesized that the bird got into an accident..maybe it got hit by a car or got eaten. So I piped in and said what happen to the other half?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SKL7digj8EI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/qTxqzibNFW0/s1600-h/sparrowdie.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SKL7digj8EI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/qTxqzibNFW0/s320/sparrowdie.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234022201856094274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random bird that plunged to its death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Har? Got other half again meh? I thought only 1 bird will take care of it”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOL! Of course there are 2 of them right? Lol. I told mumzy that there are actually 2. Female and male mah. Right?? Thats what cartoons and uhm...others always depict. Then she said...kasian eh maybe 2 of them died=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She asked me and sis to “yang*” it. Use my Ikea lamp’s yellow bulb to keep the eggs warm so they can hatch. Then go to the garden or field to dig for worms. Plenty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*yang - In Mandarin, means take care of it just as you would if you have pets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We still don’t know what to do. So far I have not seen any bird flying in that area. I am getting worried. What if they never return? Or are birds like penguin, where 1 of the bird will hunt outside for fishes (I can imagine) and by the time they get back, which is after a few weeks, you can see their beak (looking very proud at their achievement) overflowing with fishes? Think Happy Feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What if those eggs become rotten after a few more weeks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GRAHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK! Let’s just say some hypothetical person decided to hatch those eggs. And that hypothetical person has to juggle between university, work, chores, possibly dancing and also leisure time. Can anyone deal with it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We are talking about 5 nestling here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who is gonna feed it every few hour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Clean it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Keep them away from ants?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Teach it how to fly?! Lol. Erm. Course not. That’s for eagles only right? Errr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take the challenge. Be the mama bird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="georgia" style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sigh. I don’t know what to do. What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Something a little more happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My orders from the US arrived yesterday! Wheeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SKL-2hffcII/AAAAAAAAAEg/lzd3KNLzUGA/s1600-h/vs1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SKL-2hffcII/AAAAAAAAAEg/lzd3KNLzUGA/s320/vs1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234025929614782594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SKL-mv0nIJI/AAAAAAAAAEY/DO1H2oax6eE/s1600-h/vs.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SKL-mv0nIJI/AAAAAAAAAEY/DO1H2oax6eE/s320/vs.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234025658583556242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy happy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The wait is finally over! 7 weeks can?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;But when I tried them, I got a bit disappointed cos I chose the wrong size =( Yes, you know what I'm talking about. The band is sort of loose even when its tightened. But the cups fit. lol. Had I picked a smaller one, I think both will fit just nice. It will go well with the plunge-bare back dress of mine for cousin's wedding next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to make up my mind - gain 5kgs in 4 weeks or return it only to get the correct size 8 weeks later =_____________________= The former sounds good though. It means I have license to eat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. But I'm going for the latter. I'm still gonna have to eat though. Many of my friends whom I have not seen over the semester break said that I am losing weight. And they ask &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"whats wrong, why suddenly so thin?" =&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I shall blog about it when I can. Haven't take pix of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&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/515357091385917900-4279343711708020397?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/4279343711708020397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=4279343711708020397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/4279343711708020397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/4279343711708020397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/08/other-half.html' title='The other half and cups'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SKL7dZCsRPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9j5XRO7Po5Q/s72-c/nest1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-515357091385917900.post-2493550087341129467</id><published>2008-08-07T11:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T11:42:53.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What did I do'/><title type='text'>New sem!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe uni started! I was dying 3 months ago for that day to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 4 days and work is piling x) I can't say I have done any. My lecture notes and files are still sitting happily on my hidden desk. I say hidden because its hidden underneath the pile of clothes and god knows what! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I don't have class on Thursdays..courtesy of Dr.Mukul xD Sweet! Uhm. But my Saturdays are till 6pm. Its a huge sacrifice..cos its weekend can?! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be going off to Lumut later. Bra should be coming back today =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/515357091385917900-2493550087341129467?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/2493550087341129467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=2493550087341129467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/2493550087341129467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/2493550087341129467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-sem.html' title='New sem!'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-515357091385917900.post-6822826405992390263</id><published>2008-07-27T14:35:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T14:56:11.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yeah..about that'/><title type='text'>What hurts the most</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Why must you part two souls? Why must you play such an important role in people’s lives? Why must you bring such blissful joy and painful sorrow to those who have experienced your wonderfulness? I thought we were meant to be. I thought he would be my first and last, that we would be together until one of us drops dead. He would be the person I grow old with. He would be the person who makes me feel whole. Make me want to change to be a better person. He would be the reason why I wake up with a smile each morning. He would make me have a bajillion butterflies inside me that would not die even with just the thought of him. Make me want to give my best in everything I do…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I thought we were right together.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;but…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;T_________________________T&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Curses.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;It just had to happen. I am maimed. It’s hard to deal with pain of losing him but I am learning. Learning to let him go. Bit by bit. Try and erase the thought of including him in everything. Plans, hopes and future. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;My feelings towards him grew stronger each time I realized that I might lose him one day. That feeling of knowing that he will never be by my side is…ineffable. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Perhaps one day you will lead us back together.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Or perhaps never.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I have to learn the hard way of growing up.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, It might have been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;- John Greenleaf Whittier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:65%;"&gt;*I think Rascal Flatt's What hurts the most is a suitable song for this entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I look forward to that day where I will look back and smile at this entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/515357091385917900-6822826405992390263?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/6822826405992390263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=6822826405992390263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/6822826405992390263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/6822826405992390263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-hurts-most.html' title='What hurts the most'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-515357091385917900.post-3047929428047896088</id><published>2008-07-26T12:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T13:04:25.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Don't mess with my room</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My room is a mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They are things on the floor, desk, t.v, chair, bed, mirror...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't stand it! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't ask me to sit. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="georgia" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But don’t pretend you’re surprised. Lol.&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/515357091385917900-3047929428047896088?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/3047929428047896088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=3047929428047896088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/3047929428047896088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/3047929428047896088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/07/dont-mess-with-my-room.html' title='Don&apos;t mess with my room'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-515357091385917900.post-165818051714914055</id><published>2008-07-23T13:26:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T23:23:30.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What did I do'/><title type='text'>Lumut Lunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just got back from Lumut. I drove back all alone and it wasn't that bad. Lol. I never even thought it would be. In fact, I was excited!!! There's music and also the NFS. Heeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My bra should be on board now and I think they will leave for Japan in a few minutes. He'll be back after 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have a good trip!! *Gasp! Whoa Japan babeh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="georgia"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*update*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Apparently bra is still here. They will be leaving after 2 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/515357091385917900-165818051714914055?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/165818051714914055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=165818051714914055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/165818051714914055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/165818051714914055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/07/lumut-lunting.html' title='Lumut Lunting'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-515357091385917900.post-6799413266843971200</id><published>2008-07-21T00:54:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T17:09:24.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What did I do'/><title type='text'>A day at the seaside</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So I was at the beach last weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Muara Beach to be exact. This would be the 2nd time since I set foot on it since Form 3 reunion. Whoaaa! That's like.. 1...2...3...no! 6 years ago!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SINwgJL4YBI/AAAAAAAAADA/0YAYgj0mXhY/s1600-h/Muarabeach1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SINwgJL4YBI/AAAAAAAAADA/0YAYgj0mXhY/s320/Muarabeach1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225143690203783186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Weather looking good at noon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It has got to be one of the best weekends ever! Imo. lol. Even though not many turned up, I still think it was awesome. Imo remember? I have not seen Kwong Ya since I left middle high. I almost thought he was someone else cos he was wearing ray bands. Abby and I were catching up talking about whos where doing what in where while waiting for Win and the rest (they were hunting for bbq stands) when he approached our hut. I looked at him and asked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;you are?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; He smiled and paused and said his name and whoa. Knock out! Lol. Ok I'm exaggerating. Well he definitely looks different from his FB. And different in this case is good. Haven't seen Win for ages too! And now hes all grown up! T_____________T I mean he was my lab partner back then and I remembered him as a little boy who helps little me with experiments and copied each other's work...and....and now? Whoaa!! Its as if I watched him grew into a man. In snap shots of course &gt;.&lt; *Being nostalgic here* And he has a good different too. Same goes to Vince. And everyone else for that matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry off topic. Right! They found the bbq stand and we had to walk for km’s to reach there. Haha. So the guys started the charcoal. It looked pentagonish with a hole in the middle and it’s a &lt;i style=""&gt;high quality&lt;/i&gt; charcoal. My arse. Those poor guys had trouble starting the flame (over an hour!!) and fire starter sucked. Yes they are capable scouts. It was the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;high quality&lt;/span&gt; charcoal's fault ok! They even used rolled newspaper in an attempt to spread the flame. Totally did not follow the instructions on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;high quality&lt;/span&gt; charcoal box. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SINwgc5kWEI/AAAAAAAAADI/nyGzP7o-ABk/s1600-h/Muarabeach2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SINwgc5kWEI/AAAAAAAAADI/nyGzP7o-ABk/s320/Muarabeach2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225143695495682114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Let there be fire!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our 1 and only lighter from Win went dead on us too. Lol. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Deline had to get a more reliable charcoal and fire starter – Cock brand and it can’t go wrong!! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Trust me!! Less than 20 minutes after adding the trusty, reliable and REAL quality charcoal and Cock brand fire starter, everything looks good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So the plan was bbq at 3pm in Muara beach. We ended up eating around 5. And what’s worse was that it began to rain. Mizzling at first. Then just droplets. Then it poured!! Accompanied by streaks of light across the sky. Duhh lightning of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Deline managed to take 1 short video and I took about 5 shots worth of beach pics using her cam, which means I wasn’t in any of it =_________= so much for hard copy memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SINwhEfkfqI/AAAAAAAAADY/ysNZ_em5Obc/s1600-h/muara4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SINwhEfkfqI/AAAAAAAAADY/ysNZ_em5Obc/s320/muara4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225143706124058274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Catch!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SINwg75ry5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/3wH0_LOaP-o/s1600-h/muara3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SINwg75ry5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/3wH0_LOaP-o/s320/muara3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225143703817669522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ummpphh xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The weather looked like this at sun-set before it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SINwhY-PcBI/AAAAAAAAADg/FtkTKBbKSyA/s1600-h/muara5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SINwhY-PcBI/AAAAAAAAADg/FtkTKBbKSyA/s320/muara5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225143711621410834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SINyl2nJVVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/UzT-I_WYeqw/s1600-h/rain1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SINyl2nJVVI/AAAAAAAAAD4/UzT-I_WYeqw/s320/rain1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225145987320337746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...decided to rain on us a few minutes later.  If only God sent the rain after 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Thank goodness Frank brought his umber-ella-ela-ela-eh-eh-eh. A few hours ago I was just making fun of him being a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;puteri lilin*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; lolz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*In Malay, Puteri(princess) lilin (candle) : The flame makes candle melt.  So it is used to refer to someone who is afraid of hot places/sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We headed to Deline’s house. Past 5 episodes of Heroes (or was it 4?) and ice-cream eating, booze came in. After 4 rounds of drinking game, we started singstar-ing. I was hoping that after singing, we would resume to drinking. But naw. Vince was already semi-drunk after he got the 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; king (thank goodness cos I was before him!!) and he had to drink this weird concoction of JD, Level and.. I can’t remember. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sidney came and later went to the airport ;) Haha. (Gosh it’s been ages since I saw him too!-Good different) We started chilling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SINxLs6guhI/AAAAAAAAADw/Ns9-wp6nv3Y/s1600-h/drink2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SINxLs6guhI/AAAAAAAAADw/Ns9-wp6nv3Y/s320/drink2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225144438528981522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Are you in that level?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SINxLHbqriI/AAAAAAAAADo/IQnVtiu3IRE/s1600-h/drink1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SINxLHbqriI/AAAAAAAAADo/IQnVtiu3IRE/s320/drink1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225144428467498530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;The color looks pretty! Wonder if they have it in pink ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was during that time where people started getting the last kick out of the drinks and got mellow. The guys were pretty much wasted/sleepy cos of the almost impossible mission in starting the charcoal and also the drinks. Lol. Me and deline on the other hand were very awake!! I even gave myself a second helping of an orange flavoured Japanese Cocktail Partner while watching himym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I already decided to stay over since Frankie was already sound asleep but Seng offered to send me back. So by the time I reached home, it was…let’s just say it was super early. Haha. I woke up just in time to get ready and catch an afternoon show. I had a tough time hunting a pair of jeans and a matching heel for my dress. Cousin’s wedding is in Sept. and I need to find one before resolving to last minute shopping. Lol. At least I am eyeing on a pair of jeans now and will get it after showing sis. Hehe she knows whats best for me! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Towards the end, I ended up buying 2 bras. Can’t help it ok! And it was on SALE! Yes, &lt;b style=""&gt;sometimes&lt;/b&gt; when a girl has something to buy, she will end up buying something irrelevant to what she had in mind earlier on lor. (But puhleeze guys do not overgeneralize.) So early shopping is not advisable. Lol. On a second thought, maybe it’s not all irrelevant or bad. You walk around = exercise. Can lose weight and also firm your booty. Not wasted right? And bras are after all part of looking good in a dress. Remember, we're talking about killer booty here! And if you look good, you feel confident = Happy!!! When you are happy, you do good stuffs and that all good right? Its an amazing cycle. Lol. Speaking of lingerie, my order from the US should be arriving this week. Wheeeeee!!! I’m excited!!! I hope it fits me. I wonder if the sizes in VS and Triumph are similar?? I assume they are. Erk.&lt;/span&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/515357091385917900-6799413266843971200?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/6799413266843971200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=6799413266843971200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/6799413266843971200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/6799413266843971200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-at-seaside.html' title='A day at the seaside'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SINwgJL4YBI/AAAAAAAAADA/0YAYgj0mXhY/s72-c/Muarabeach1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-515357091385917900.post-4173942405745881249</id><published>2008-07-12T00:37:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T16:44:32.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;At approximately 12.31am, a lizard was murdered. YeesSS! REVENGE!! I was happily chatting, minding my own business when there was a sudden movement on the sofa (in front of me) to my right. My first reaction was to ignore it cos who knows my eyes are playing tricks on me. I mean at this hour?! lol. A few minutes later, the same movement caught my eyes...and this time its no mistake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw it. It was on the sofa. My defence mechanism was to grab whatever was closest to me and hit it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHACK!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And another few rounds of whacking…(lol ok I am exaggerating, just 4 HARD whacks)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*the tail remained on the sofa’s sheet but its body flew to the table…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SHeOylVm1cI/AAAAAAAAAC4/45IWv55VBxo/s1600-h/lizard.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SHeOylVm1cI/AAAAAAAAAC4/45IWv55VBxo/s320/lizard.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221799292626720194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;If you look closely, you can actually see the skin coming off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...and what amazing strength I possess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ROARRR!! You deserve it for pooping all over the house,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; on my lappy’s touchpad! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and also making effing annoying chik chik chik chik all the time (and at the wrong time some more) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gun&lt;/span&gt; told me once that they're actually fucking hence the sound. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And NO! Don't give me that "I ated flies and moqueestows and...and.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Lizard: Pleaseeeee don't kill me. I promise I won't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; So..THERE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;As you can see this post is way way way past the ETD - Estimated time of death - of the lizard right? Well its coz it ain't dead yet! Bro came down and he saw the lizard on the table and asked if it was real. I told him its fake. He wanted to touch it but quickly withdraw when he saw that THING move!! My whacks, apparently cannot match the thickness of the lizard's skin. Mind you, this lizard is the...translucent kind (there are many types - will get back to that) where you can almost see through its skin!! Lol!! So my natural reflex was to grab the rolled paper (I was holding the mouse) and give it an additional 3 HARD whacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I can sleep in peace now knowing that at least 1 out of.. a few hundredsss of them is down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/515357091385917900-4173942405745881249?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/4173942405745881249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=4173942405745881249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/4173942405745881249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/4173942405745881249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/07/report.html' title='Report'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SHeOylVm1cI/AAAAAAAAAC4/45IWv55VBxo/s72-c/lizard.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-515357091385917900.post-7242510625949202267</id><published>2008-07-07T22:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T01:34:53.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What did I do'/><title type='text'>A bit of today</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, so I lied. I didn’t &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; put him on hiatus for 5 days. It’s been &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; than 1 blardy week now T______________T When will I have the time for you? When will I have the time for anything?! I’ve been going out every day since last Monday. Im friggin pooped and let’s face it. I may never get to touch him again =( Ever! Or not!! Oh gosh but can you imagine? I mean just the thought of it makes me…well let’s just not have suicidal thoughts!!lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Celebrated two of my close cousins’ birthday last Saturday. I have decided not to inebriate myself. Managed to stealth myway to the living room and later to the bedroom, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;unnoticed&lt;/span&gt;, from the usual group after dinner. I suffer from a very serious condition called the Occasion Syndrome or O.S in short. Will get back to that. Ended up chatting and was in a slumber for a good 11 hours =)~~ before heading to Gramms the following noon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I started reading Twilight. Finally! I got it as a present from Puff during Christmas last year. It took me this long to start reading it. lol. It was in mint condition and i did not have the heart to un-minticize it. lol. So far it’s up to my expectation and sooner or later I’m gonna order New Moon and…well basically the whole Twilight Saga. Sis has read the former in a grand total of 6 times. And counting. I’m not sure about the rest. I certainly can’t beat that. I have also finished watching How I met your mother season 1! Wooh! I know I’m slow. I am actually taking my time watching and every episode is legen…wait for it…wait for it...DARY!!! &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/515357091385917900-7242510625949202267?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/7242510625949202267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=7242510625949202267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/7242510625949202267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/7242510625949202267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/07/bit-of-today.html' title='A bit of today'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-515357091385917900.post-5432347273202631602</id><published>2008-07-04T20:53:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T01:35:04.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muse'/><title type='text'>Bird's nest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I know birds build their nests on roof tops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/a/a7/Nest_of_Passer_montanus_B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/a/a7/Nest_of_Passer_montanus_B.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://homepage3.nifty.com/ysflight/birdphotogallery/20080411/IMGP1748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://homepage3.nifty.com/ysflight/birdphotogallery/20080411/IMGP1748.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;soups...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SG4gHKvY65I/AAAAAAAAACY/hSpwb_fZunI/s1600-h/bird-nest-soup.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SG4gHKvY65I/AAAAAAAAACY/hSpwb_fZunI/s320/bird-nest-soup.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219144325683276690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Bird's nest soup geddit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;or anywhere high but...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SG4ddqDNaWI/AAAAAAAAACI/pMiqmxYurH8/s1600-h/birdnest.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SG4ddqDNaWI/AAAAAAAAACI/pMiqmxYurH8/s320/birdnest.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219141413510146402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;...here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SG4hJCQfj9I/AAAAAAAAACg/y4g-nxgB_JA/s1600-h/birdnest2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SG4hJCQfj9I/AAAAAAAAACg/y4g-nxgB_JA/s320/birdnest2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219145457277571026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Just in front of DELAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bird 1: *Chirps happily while building its nest*&lt;br /&gt;Bird 2: *looks at bird 1* Whats his problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SG4ddqDNaWI/AAAAAAAAACI/pMiqmxYurH8/s1600-h/birdnest.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I think those areas there are safe, otherwise why would some crazyass birds build a nest knowing that that area is dangerous right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SG4eWz-ycJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/s_2sTjot8DY/s1600-h/birdnest1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SG4eWz-ycJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/s_2sTjot8DY/s320/birdnest1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219142395428499602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There is a big leafy plant right in front of the main door of my house and apparently 2 love birds have built a nest there. For the past 3 weeks, especially during noons, you can witness 2 hardworking birds flying to and fro that area carrying long dried strands of grass in their beaks. At first I thought I was &lt;i style=""&gt;seeing &lt;/i&gt;things cos my eyes felt as if she saw something small and black flew by. You know like those moments you thought you felt something/someone watching you from the corner of your eyes but when you look in that direction, you see nothing? Yeah that kinda feeling. I wonder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not exactly the superstitious kinda person but can anyone tell me what does it mean to have birds making a nest next to the main door of your house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/515357091385917900-5432347273202631602?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/5432347273202631602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=5432347273202631602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/5432347273202631602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/5432347273202631602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/07/bird-nest.html' title='Bird&apos;s nest'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SG4gHKvY65I/AAAAAAAAACY/hSpwb_fZunI/s72-c/bird-nest-soup.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-515357091385917900.post-6962669616008272606</id><published>2008-07-01T12:24:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T01:35:42.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What did I do'/><title type='text'>Another sleepless night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I’m still in the middle of downloading episode 6 of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;絶対彼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;"  lang="ZH-CN" &gt;氏&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;(zettai kareshi) Connection has been really sucky these days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sadly&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt; I have decided to put a hiatus on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;him &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;for 5 days before resuming. Latency sucks anyways. I miss playing already =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SGm5p_asXZI/AAAAAAAAACA/IPbplW_SvZw/s1600-h/darcybook.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SGm5p_asXZI/AAAAAAAAACA/IPbplW_SvZw/s320/darcybook.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217905774334598546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was reading Me &amp;amp; Mr.Darcy. A predictable ending but nevertheless its good if you want a reality check on your own love life. Like me. Sorry but I am a sucker for book-romance characters, thanks to Jude Deveraux's Montgomery men! And sorry Twilight, you’ll have to wait. I’ll be doing extra tutoring from this month onwards as Jack needs the tutor back. I promise I'll get back to you before semester starts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 days ago my lower half was aching like hell! Went to Tasik with cuzzies last Saturday to hike for a few rounds. I can feel my butt cheeks and thighs &lt;s&gt;of steel&lt;/s&gt; firming up! =D The first day was so bad I had trouble sleeping. &lt;i style=""&gt;Pusing sini &lt;/i&gt;also not, &lt;i style=""&gt;pusing sana &lt;/i&gt;also not. Very the &lt;i style=""&gt;fan &lt;/i&gt;ah! Good thing the pain subsided. Again, this morning I had trouble sleeping. This time its not from the pain in my arse. I had coffee (bad move!) before watching Get Smart. I think my body adapted herself to no caffeine after the exams. After class me and Ming hopped to qlap to catch a movie. It was between Wanted and Get Smart as I have watched all the movies showing, except Wanted and Ming haven't watch the latter. Since I have watched it, I gave in. After that we met up with Ching for dinner and holy bejesus! Its been ages since I LOLed! Literally! The topic of conversation gradually moved to apparitions (thanks to my curiosity) and after I went home from a bit of socializing with Ching's circle &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(give me credit ok, I am learning)&lt;/span&gt;, I thought I was tired and sleepy. Pfft. I went to bed after chatting with Jiggly and guess what? Tossed and turned till dawn! =_____________= in between so called sleeps, I don’t know if it was just me, but I heard someone or &lt;i style=""&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; playing/singing a particular song and I think it came from outside my window, just at the back of where my head is resting +__________________+ I even held my breath for a moment, just to make sure I wasnt ear-hallucinating. It was damn real ok! and the tune was repetitive. Why must these things happen to me?! Why? I wanted to check it out but the chicken little in me said no. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What if you see some headless thing or a land siren that looks like a naga witch and then you get posessed? Maybe its just the caffeine side effect playing tricks on your ears. Besides, you need the blardy specs if you wanna see clearly.&lt;/span&gt; Wanted to wake sis up but scratched that idea and forced myself to close my eyes and think about waves and waterfall. Yes. It works in most cases of cannot-sleepness nights. But not this time. In between closing eyes, I have a feeling that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something  &lt;/span&gt;is watching me. I opened my eyes. Nothing. Ugh. Why must I anticipate and expect something to pop up in front of me. I am an innate scaredy cat! AAhhhh! Amazing, with less than an hour of beauty sleep, I still manage to wake up not feeling tired. Whats wrong with me? Ahm. Right, got tutoring to do tonight! Might be watching a late movie with Rid and gang laters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Speaking of laters, its somebody’s birthday tomorrow~! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;                               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;                                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SHIc9a_pKCI/AAAAAAAAACo/Wb9i1po12Lo/s1600-h/jikang.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SHIc9a_pKCI/AAAAAAAAACo/Wb9i1po12Lo/s320/jikang.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220266759619684386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buon Compleanno!&lt;/span&gt; Haha. Too bad you are not here, not that it will make a difference really, as I doubt I will be there with you guys singing/screaming/shouting "Happy birthday to you!" when the clock strikes 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still. Hope you have a happy Happy Birthday! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p face="times new roman" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=p&lt;br /&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/515357091385917900-6962669616008272606?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/6962669616008272606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=6962669616008272606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/6962669616008272606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/6962669616008272606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-night.html' title='Another sleepless night'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SGm5p_asXZI/AAAAAAAAACA/IPbplW_SvZw/s72-c/darcybook.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-515357091385917900.post-483912985156570934</id><published>2008-06-24T00:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T01:36:08.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What did I do'/><title type='text'>No title</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Made a last minute decision to have luner (lunch+dinner geddit?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;in Excapade with Rid. Made another last minute decision to watch Made of Honor. And the bridegroom had to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; name. I am tired of feeling down. Its my midsummer break and I should spend it wisely *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SF_WT21Wq8I/AAAAAAAAABo/bGTNkuAK1Io/s1600-h/cake.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SF_WT21Wq8I/AAAAAAAAABo/bGTNkuAK1Io/s320/cake.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215122530143480770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yup. Mouthwatering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SF_WT21Wq8I/AAAAAAAAABo/bGTNkuAK1Io/s1600-h/cake.png"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Before watching, we managed to drop by CheezBox and tried this delicious….(I can’t remember the name)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Gosh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;those&lt;/span&gt; thoughts are running through my head now. Attacking me T_______T. I’ll continue this post when I can. -fleeing!&lt;/span&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/515357091385917900-483912985156570934?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/483912985156570934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=483912985156570934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/483912985156570934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/483912985156570934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-title.html' title='No title'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SF_WT21Wq8I/AAAAAAAAABo/bGTNkuAK1Io/s72-c/cake.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-515357091385917900.post-8756188603511606274</id><published>2008-06-17T13:21:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T01:38:18.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What did I do'/><title type='text'>Wrong side</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Uggh. My peepers and head hurts this morning. Contact lens makes my eyes dry. Or maybe I was just tired and it just adds up. I should invest on a new pair of specs which does not make one look &lt;i style=""&gt;old&lt;/i&gt;. Note to self. Lol. Apparently drowning that last cup of latte macchiato for yesterday’s brunch was a mistake. Nyehh. Was chatting with Rid 2 days ago and we decided to catch up on each other’s life. Rid is a childhood friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SFdUQBbdAjI/AAAAAAAAABg/srcfpHbHkuM/s1600-h/lattemacchiato.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SFdUQBbdAjI/AAAAAAAAABg/srcfpHbHkuM/s320/lattemacchiato.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212727727942861362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;We lost contact after I left sas and only met when he made a purchase in QQ last year. So yesterday we had a loooong brunch in De Fountain. The connection was bad even though there was not a single soul with laptop (apart from us) there. We exchanged dramas and stories. Hehhe. Oohhh and I started facebook. There. I’ve jumped on the bandwagon. I can hear people say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Finally!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Shoot me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SFdUDk8nW6I/AAAAAAAAABY/IEPeJ9gsIZo/s1600-h/manjarobar.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SFdUDk8nW6I/AAAAAAAAABY/IEPeJ9gsIZo/s320/manjarobar.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212727514138893218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Expect better quality pics when I get my hands on a new cam. w850i is just a walkman phone. Bear&lt;/span&gt; with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;We had to leave as I have class at 330. Then later, I went dinner with Ming and Ching in Manjaro (Those who dine there will come out &lt;i style=""&gt;manja! &lt;/i&gt;Heee.&lt;i style=""&gt;)&lt;/i&gt; That place has been refurbished since the last time I went there during my cousin’s birthday. I ordered buttered prawns. But prawns were not available. Hahah. Ching reckoned that they didn’t fish for prawns and they don’t have salt in their kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SFdTUitU3SI/AAAAAAAAABQ/47D-UF6e8ts/s1600-h/butterchic.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SFdTUitU3SI/AAAAAAAAABQ/47D-UF6e8ts/s320/butterchic.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212726706084044066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Cute! They serve it straight from the wok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I couldn’t agree more. Haha. Ming even had to add&lt;i style=""&gt; sale&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i style=""&gt;pepe&lt;/i&gt; to his &lt;i style=""&gt;char &lt;/i&gt;noodle. After that, we watched The Happening. It was suppose to start at 730 but it turns out that it starts at 8. Pfft. I should have taken my sweet time eating.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="times new roman" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The Happening really got my heart pumpin’! It makes you predict whats gonna happen next. But you never know what really happened. Could it be the grass? Lol. Anyway, I had trouble sleeping last night =___________= I woke up a bajillion times between short sleep (if you call that sleep!) with a different experience each time. At first it was too cold. Then it was hot and I was thirsty. Then snores. Then heaps of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;those &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;flooded my head. *sigh. I’m getting sick of them. Then it was the sound of prayers. Ya Allah. Then it was from the bright morning sun. Then it was the alarm. I didn’t have a good shut eyes and I thought I was tired. I blame it on the caffeine. Was supposed to watch Made of Honor with my sibs this noon but I couldn’t get my body to budge and I made hasty decision to just buy the DVD. Lol. Im off. Got  an important task to do. Its that time of the day xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&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/515357091385917900-8756188603511606274?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/8756188603511606274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=8756188603511606274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/8756188603511606274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/8756188603511606274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/06/wrong-side.html' title='Wrong side'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SFdUQBbdAjI/AAAAAAAAABg/srcfpHbHkuM/s72-c/lattemacchiato.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-515357091385917900.post-6846205884819178203</id><published>2008-06-10T22:27:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T01:40:57.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blues'/><title type='text'>Tuesday Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Not Monday blues. I think those who have experienced this feeling know that it sucks. But I don’t blame them. It really does &lt;s&gt;especially when you’re single, dateless and have all the free time in the world&lt;/s&gt; and you have nothing to do but to wait. Others call it Monday blues, I call it the Tuesday Night Blues. Pffft. I hope next week’s will be fast. Now I still haven’t any clue what to do. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Which is why I'm doing this now. Heee.&lt;/span&gt; It’s still so very the early! I have typed out half of my notes for the next class. The book that I was suppose to get is out of stock NATIONWIDE. There. I think I should open up a book store one day so not a single book will be out of stock.lol. I have to improvise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My voice was a little hoarse yesterday after an hour of lecture. I hope the hoarseness won’t come back in 2 days time. Hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I was alone at home this afternoon. I was trying to type my notes when I heard noises! It was eerie =__________= yes even in my own house! Imagine. I was all alone with lappy while Rihanna's Take A Bow was playing, trying to concentrate on typing when all of a sudden birds (I don’t know what type they are - I didn’t dare to check them out) chirped widly! They seem to come from the main door! (it was ajar) Ya! It was freaky! Its not like the kind of chirp you get everyday ok. I mean I’m not used to being all alone at home. lol. Usually the maid will be here and all. I was a bit disturbed by it coz it felt unusual at that time =______= My suspicious hat was on. Lol. I tried to ignore it and played the music louder. The chirping stopped. It worked. Nice. Then hor! Lizards started making that noise chek chek chek chek!! Ugh! If they were in my room. Hoho! Not a chance!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So anyway, as I was trying to ignore those sounds, trying not to simply think when BAAAM! (And that “BAAAM” reverberated to the other window and that only means that whatever was hit against it was was hit/slammed really hard!) The first thought that popped inside my already freaked out mind was OMG! Must be *tut*. Someone or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; slammed the window behind me! @____________@ I was so SCARED ok! I don’t remember locking the gate. Someone could have just stealth into the compound just like that *snaps fingers* But then I didn’t hear any creaking sounds of gates. Erase that. So it could only mean…that something is like an arm away from me! *GASP!!!* I could feel goosebumps on my neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Its like someone or something is trying to get my attention you know. All I wanna do is just get on with my work with all the quietness. I just want to do my work!! I didn’t turn back. Then I come to my senses.  It took me a while.lol. I slowly turned my head. Nothing. I stared at the window for a few more seconds hoping...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;expecting&lt;/span&gt; to see something scary. Lol. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Minta minta lagi tu&lt;/span&gt;. Still nothing. So I crept to the door and let my eyes do the wandering bit.  Actually a bird tried to fly through the window. Lol! Poor birdy. I hope its neck isn’t broken or something. Phew. What an afternoon!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/515357091385917900-6846205884819178203?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/6846205884819178203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=6846205884819178203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/6846205884819178203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/6846205884819178203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/06/tuesday-blues.html' title='Tuesday Blues'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-515357091385917900.post-741782883814528065</id><published>2008-06-03T22:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T01:41:14.916+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decision'/><title type='text'>Best of both</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Wawawa.. these days Ive been busy. Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Typical introduction when one does not blog for a few days. hehh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hmm. Well I have decided to have the best of both - to teach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; have fun. Good thing a friend of mine offered me her class. I had to pick between two levels - form 3 or 5 class. I picked the latter. I must admit I was a little nervous and excited as I didn't know what to expect. It was not too bad on my first day in class. In fact it was easier than I thought. Except that 3/4 of the students came in late and one of them thinks and later decided that I suffer from myopia. Ok. So I do. But the room isn't that big you see. I still can see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; far without me contacts/specs. She kept on looking down her desk. She texts like every 5 minutes!!! Even when I was explaining, she pretended as if she was listening!! After handing out the worksheet, the students started doing their work - except her. After 15 minutes, I walked down the short aisle of desks and upon reaching hers, she scrambled for a piece of blank paper, took out her pen and again pretending to start her work. ZZzzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I will have my second class tomorrow. I'll be staying over a friend's place before class starts as I'll be uber early. Another batch of tall students for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. Mmmhmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Digressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I didn't even touched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; today. And I can't play &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; I gotta wait for at least 2 hours and Im already beat =( I've done the chores and typed out next week's worksheet and was hoping to spend some time together and this happens?! Nuuuuuu...Anyhoo, tomorrow Ima getcha! I sound a bit deranged don't I? hahahah. Just so you know, Im NOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/515357091385917900-741782883814528065?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/741782883814528065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=741782883814528065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/741782883814528065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/741782883814528065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/06/best-of-boths.html' title='Best of both'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-515357091385917900.post-1910778507184057254</id><published>2008-05-29T12:16:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T01:41:58.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decision'/><title type='text'>Fishing for time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;OK. I was playing the other day…till I last traded with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gun&lt;/span&gt;. @.@ I cannot believe I actually stayed up till 3.40am. Even he was also surprised and announced that that was the latest time he has ever seen a LSET student up doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;. I feel so proud..smiling to myself, as if I’ve just won a prestigious title. Lol. Actually I could have continued but I have to be awake in less than 5 hours. Hee..at least I finished 4 quests.. it was with the help from 2 random and very generous players from Australia. Too generous I’d say. Random act of generosity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I bumped into one of the player who also helped me in my fishing quest a few days ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SD48Gf0hWyI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xP2kpFqD2XQ/s1600-h/fishie.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SD48Gf0hWyI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xP2kpFqD2XQ/s320/fishie.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205664301605542690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;It took me a good 45 minutes to fish those fishies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...and they offered to help!! Wheee~! I don’t think I could complete those quests without them. I am only level 17 that time =( &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Thanks soo frigging much you two! Whats more, we had to do it 3 frigging times and they didn’t even complain!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I end up waking up LATE!@#$%^ The alarm rang at 7.05am and as usual I snoozed it about 5 times before waking up. Bad habit...Mmm..nah. I think in this case is so-so. Cos on uni days, I usually snooze it for about 10 times before actually waking up. &lt;i&gt;Staie bah&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ekshen&lt;/span&gt; wanna wake up early. Lol. My tuition starts at 8.15am. And I woke up about 15 minutes later. You know every time in movies or cartoons when a character sees something then they sort of shrugged then ignore it and go back to sleep. And a millisecond later they look back and their eyes pops out? That’s exactly how I reacted. Not literally. But my eyes did become &lt;i&gt;TWA TWA LIAP&lt;/i&gt;! Jack’s mom texted me when I was on my way there. Uh Oh. This means that she called up a while ago and asked for me BUT I AM NOT THERE! I dashed for the toilet. As usual, at times like this, things that might go wrong WILL go wrong. Someone was inside. I immediately took my pink bottle along with lappy and dashed out of the house. I was über hungry by the time I reached there but good thing Jack’s mom made some green bean soup =)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;This holiday is meant to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;relek&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; ok. Don’t get too stressed. It will show in your face. Yea I know that. I am thinking of getting a part time tuition job in gdg. Don’t know if they still have slots. Hmm. Since Jack won’t need me till mid July. I think. And I am officially unemployed starting today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;apart from doing the dishes, cooking, sweeping, ironing etc etc&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; What should I do? Earn moolah or spend more time with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&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/515357091385917900-1910778507184057254?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/1910778507184057254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=1910778507184057254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/1910778507184057254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/1910778507184057254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/05/fishing-for-time.html' title='Fishing for time'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_NwLFzAAKkWQ/SD48Gf0hWyI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xP2kpFqD2XQ/s72-c/fishie.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-515357091385917900.post-8939165547040125483</id><published>2008-05-28T12:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T01:42:15.642+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What did I do'/><title type='text'>Welcome to my blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Posting this up does not feel weird. Ok! It does. I’ve been writing a journal since...Since that time.. Once upon a time, Little Shar (I am still little ;D) picked up a CLEO magazine and like any other magazine, she reads it from cover to cover; the first page all the way to the last. Not wanting to miss anything. She suddenly stumbled upon (She’s very clumsy you see..) an article and it was about trying new things and why you should do it. “Keeping a Journal” was listed. It sounded fantabuloustic. She began writing from that day, albeit looking back, it looked kiddy-ish. With grammatical mistakes that will make Dr.Wood cringe. Tee hee. Not that he wouldn’t cringe at her grammar in her current level. What does one expect from a naïve, barely 14 year old child’s writing? Crushes. Likes. Dislikes. Feelings. I can’t remember. My memory is failing me. Lol. But somehow somewhere between the road to 2008, she has decided to &lt;s&gt;burn&lt;/s&gt; erase some of the entries. Why? Herstory. Nyehh.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Right! I am suppose to do an intro here. Formalities can? This first entry will mark my.. uhmm. Mark.. my first entry? Lame-o.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Welcome to moi blog! Family, friends and maybe foe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(I don’t think I have...hehh. well maybe 1 or 2. lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I am starting this as I go through one of the most difficult periods in life. Suffice to say, along this long and winding journey, I’ll grow and shall discover things. Other random thoughts from my head will pop up from time to time too. This blog will serve as a time capsule which will remind me about things I went through and...well you get me. Life goes on, &lt;i&gt;with or without.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&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/515357091385917900-8939165547040125483?l=conosenza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/feeds/8939165547040125483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=515357091385917900&amp;postID=8939165547040125483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/8939165547040125483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/515357091385917900/posts/default/8939165547040125483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conosenza.blogspot.com/2008/05/posting-this-up-does-not-feel-weird.html' title='Welcome to my blog!'/><author><name>シャレん</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15273657434338552008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
