<?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-3280895335645681578</id><updated>2012-02-04T17:23:07.055+08:00</updated><category term='trip: japan'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='anime: kurenai'/><category term='trip: malaysia'/><category term='anime: code geass'/><category term='songs'/><category term='boarding'/><category term='fandom: gackt'/><category term='trip: taiwan'/><category term='trip: bangkok'/><category term='anime: blade of the immortal'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='anime: vampire knight'/><category term='inspirational stuff'/><category term='fandom: yong hwa'/><category term='anime: skip beat'/><category term='japanese'/><category term='prom'/><category term='personality'/><category term='apad'/><category term='instep'/><category term='fandom'/><category term='drama: hana yori dango'/><category term='sports'/><category term='anime: bus gamer'/><category term='concert'/><category term='questions for you'/><category term='drama: heart strings'/><category term='fandom: shirota yuu'/><category term='anime: kuroshitsuji'/><category term='drama: maou'/><category term='work'/><category term='anime: monochrome factor'/><category term='friends'/><category term='drama: gossip girl'/><category term='books: kazuo ishiguro'/><category term='drama: zettai kareshi'/><category term='books: robin hobb'/><category term='anime: white album'/><category term='chalet'/><category term='anime: night head genesis'/><category term='drama: regatta'/><category term='anime: toki wo kakeru shoujo'/><category term='studies'/><category term='cosplay'/><category term='anime: jigoku shoujo'/><category term='anime: natsume yuujinchou'/><category term='drama: first kiss'/><category term='anime: innocence'/><category term='anime: fullmetal alchemist'/><category term='music'/><category term='fandom: matsumoto jun'/><category term='fandom: ikuta toma'/><category term='final fantasy vii'/><category term='gaming'/><category term='fandom: chinen yuuri'/><category term='camp'/><category term='drama: miss no good'/><category term='anime: kiniro no corda'/><category term='seiyuu'/><category term='life'/><category term='movie'/><category term='parents'/><category term='anime: itazura na kiss'/><category term='drama: breakout'/><category term='fandom: yamapi'/><category term='drama: hanakimi'/><category term='trip: germany'/><category term='anime: bleach'/><category term='anime: gintama'/><category term='random thoughts'/><category term='hockey'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='anime: junjou romantica'/><category term='fandom: oguri shun'/><category term='korean'/><category term='drama: you&apos;re beautiful'/><category term='comic strips'/><title type='text'>Saudade</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>285</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-2574828423084911756</id><published>2012-02-04T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T17:23:07.116+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Year 2 Sem 2 Week 4</title><content type='html'>Hello, hello. I just bought new speakers and they are amaaaazing. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Harman-Kardon-Soundsticks-III/dp/B0042F3K9W" target="_blank"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt; sells them at a price much lower than that in Singapore (and you still pay less after shipping fees).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ii.alatest.com/product/full/b/a/Harman-Kardon-Soundsticks-3-Design-2-1-PC-Lautsprechersystem-0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://ii.alatest.com/product/full/b/a/Harman-Kardon-Soundsticks-3-Design-2-1-PC-Lautsprechersystem-0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't wait to watch a movie with these speakers.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;My previous set of speakers was the S$20 SonicGear ones I got from the 2010 September Comex. Only the sub-woofer was working properly, the right speaker was semi-working while the left one died on me. Perhaps that's why I'm enjoying my new speakers so much now, the contrast is just too huge. Love, love, love my speakers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, school has been quite bleah. Digital gaming project is damn irritating, the prof demands for a million and one things to be done for a 10% project. Ew. Well, I'm prepared to SU this elective already! And I was really surprised when I found out that most of my other group members weren't going to SU this. How can you guys still stay so hopeful about this when the prof does nothing but assure you that "this is going to be the toughest elective you ever take in your entire university life"? Whatever they may be thinking of, I'm definitely going to SU this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I'M GOING TO IRELAND FOR EXCHANGE! Couldn't believe it at first? I mean, I still don't know how I got in but WHO CARES. I'm already listing out the towns and sight-seeing places that I want to go to. Europe here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-2574828423084911756?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2574828423084911756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2574828423084911756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2012/02/year-2-sem-2-week-4.html' title='Year 2 Sem 2 Week 4'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-5719096549494770515</id><published>2012-01-29T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T12:54:06.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Commercials</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="640" height="480" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2mTLO2F_ERY?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="355" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mdWkKKSckNk?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-5719096549494770515?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/5719096549494770515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/5719096549494770515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2012/01/great-commercials.html' title='Great Commercials'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://img.youtube.com/vi/2mTLO2F_ERY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-4072654638668610396</id><published>2012-01-27T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T15:04:18.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama: heart strings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Heart Strings 4&amp;5</title><content type='html'>I'm currently on another drama where Jung Yong Hwa will get to be together with Park Shin Hye. Hope I got those names right. I forgot if I used to include spoilers in my posts but I guess I won't be giving any episode synopsis for these two episodes I just watched. Nothing worth fangirling over, yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here are some screen caps I took. VLC player isn't as screenshot-friendly as GOM, but I have to play with VLC since srt files don't work with GOM at all. Guess VLC will become my next best friend now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wd1BlkPIKrQ/TyJIS9pGxXI/AAAAAAAAB30/o6gCqWlZJtQ/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-27-12h02m42s152.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wd1BlkPIKrQ/TyJIS9pGxXI/AAAAAAAAB30/o6gCqWlZJtQ/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-27-12h02m42s152.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Holding the ever-so-significant cup of coffee&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-505X_Cy2oqk/TyJITrt-nZI/AAAAAAAAB38/-hEoXnzK8l0/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-27-13h39m46s24.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-505X_Cy2oqk/TyJITrt-nZI/AAAAAAAAB38/-hEoXnzK8l0/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-27-13h39m46s24.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emo boy is emo.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4-fwwlo1pkU/TyJIUCRecnI/AAAAAAAAB4E/m4ZIyDkiTsA/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-27-13h41m15s153.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4-fwwlo1pkU/TyJIUCRecnI/AAAAAAAAB4E/m4ZIyDkiTsA/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-27-13h41m15s153.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The "bitch"of the show who is really quite pretty and not that despicable, yet.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lQTaiybnf7w/TyJIVUtXO9I/AAAAAAAAB4M/Wc-Ujto4ZTY/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-27-13h41m21s208.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lQTaiybnf7w/TyJIVUtXO9I/AAAAAAAAB4M/Wc-Ujto4ZTY/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-27-13h41m21s208.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nice voice alert!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r6ow-ESsmUY/TyJIWIzr7mI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/1umGX7JcUdk/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-27-13h42m19s24.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r6ow-ESsmUY/TyJIWIzr7mI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/1umGX7JcUdk/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-27-13h42m19s24.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The professor Lee Shin (Yong Hwa) likes in the show.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4IOIttDxgg/TyJIWhwWZVI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/8zRi5T2y1y0/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-27-13h42m23s59.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4IOIttDxgg/TyJIWhwWZVI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/8zRi5T2y1y0/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-27-13h42m23s59.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The director whom professor above likes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sSfXMC4A6V0/TyJIXXArfrI/AAAAAAAAB4g/aXaWTH5qNDU/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-27-13h45m59s173.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sSfXMC4A6V0/TyJIXXArfrI/AAAAAAAAB4g/aXaWTH5qNDU/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-27-13h45m59s173.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gyu Won (Shin Hye)'s face after Lee Shin was mean to her.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rIu99zSuuZQ/TyJIYKdPW-I/AAAAAAAAB4s/kEsu0PQZiFc/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-27-13h46m01s193.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rIu99zSuuZQ/TyJIYKdPW-I/AAAAAAAAB4s/kEsu0PQZiFc/s1600/vlcsnap-2012-01-27-13h46m01s193.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lee Shin's expression after being rejected (for the nth time) by the professor.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Complicating love trapezium. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides Korean dramas, my life has been filled with worries/thoughts about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Digital games group work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Digital games quiz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exchange outcome?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Should I get new specs?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Should I do lasik soon?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;213 project&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grades&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;And so on. Sometimes it gets worse and sometimes it gets better, how my life seems depends on my attitude towards it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm a bit indifferent towards it all. Come what may!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-4072654638668610396?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4072654638668610396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4072654638668610396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2012/01/heart-strings-4.html' title='Heart Strings 4&amp;5'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-wd1BlkPIKrQ/TyJIS9pGxXI/AAAAAAAAB30/o6gCqWlZJtQ/s72-c/vlcsnap-2012-01-27-12h02m42s152.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-8014943855464050813</id><published>2012-01-24T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T23:01:06.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fandom: yong hwa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama: you&apos;re beautiful'/><title type='text'>You're Beautiful</title><content type='html'>Just watched my first Korean drama and, it's really frustrating to not know what they're talking. At all. I guess after a while I start picking out their names (even though I still can't really remember those names now) and I realized that some Korean words actually sound like Japanese! But that only gets picked out by me when I hear the words, recognize them in Japanese and match the meanings with those in the subtitles. That happened about thrice for the whole show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lv9ms2v9Tx1r75jpxo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It HAS been really quite some time since I last watched and followed through with any drama. Oh my heart... I really can't take it when the guy I like doesn't end up with the girl in the show! I hope that wasn't a spoiler, but usually you can tell who will be the main couple in the show from the first episode. Sadly, this show fits that norm too. Basically, this show is just when almost all eligible guys fall in love with the female protagonist, who will, despite her wide array of choices, choose the meanest jerk to reciprocate that love. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway let me celebrate my first drama in years with pictures. And, spoilers alert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lv9ms2v9Tx1r75jpxo1_500.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lv9ms2v9Tx1r75jpxo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The super nice guy who got rejected about 100 times in the show. (Just googled, and his name is Yong Hwa. Sounds so weird.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tumblr.com/photo/1280/iheartxv/8292189803/10/tumblr_lp6v19HI0X1qccqy7" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="355" src="http://www.tumblr.com/photo/1280/iheartxv/8292189803/10/tumblr_lp6v19HI0X1qccqy7" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"You were almost there... Just one more step and you would have found me." IMO the saddest moment of the drama.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk1o0xUpQh1qbwgkao1_400.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk1o0xUpQh1qbwgkao1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forever the martyr. Sad stuff.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Okay, lazy to dig for anymore nice photos already. Afraid of being judged too. Oh wells, at the end of the day, I wonder which part of his face underwent plastic surgery. Hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-8014943855464050813?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/8014943855464050813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/8014943855464050813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2012/01/youre-beautiful.html' title='You&apos;re Beautiful'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-4825753221530087971</id><published>2012-01-20T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T01:19:00.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Gamer's Rant</title><content type='html'>This is going to be one boring, but necessary post. I really need to get this out of my system. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've recently started playing Harvest Moon on my DS and I think I'm hooked onto it. Well, I did sort of play it before, a while back, but I never really seriously tried to complete it before. So addiction has gotten me, playing my DS on trains and buses like some little kid or loser gaming dude. And I'm here to complain about parts of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this achievement in the game I'm trying to unlock, and it involves harvesting a certain number crops within a game year. Is it a bug in the game? I have checked, calculated and planned the best way to go about doing this, but I just can't get enough crops for me to get that achievement! There isn't enough space in the first place, for me to plant the necessary amount of crops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, throughout the game map, there are certain plots with default trees on them. Logically speaking, I can actually chop down those useless trees and have more space for my crops. Those trees aren't even like the ones I've planted, they can't even bear fruits -.- I'm quite sure if I clear those lands and use it for my crops instead, I'd have enough crops by the end of one game year to get my achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, cultivating crops and getting achievements aren't the only aspects of this complicated game. There's also other aspects of farming like, what do we call that, having animals? Raising a certain number of animals and accumulating points from them is another requirement for me to get this stupid achievement, and I have made sure that I have done what I should have. So no problems there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another irritating part of this achievement is getting the people in the town to like my character. I need to maintain certain levels of friendship with almost everyone in town, argh. Certain acts will cause my friendship points to go down; littering anywhere in town is a huge no-no, chopping down random trees is another act which will decrease my friendship points with everyone in the town! So, technically, I CAN chop down those trees to make space for my crops, but I don't particularly like the consequences of having my friendship points with everyone dip to zero. What kind of dilemma is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I probably have to forgo this achievement then, but it's one of the major achievements of the game. Feels quite sian diao when I know that I have a forgone achievement in the game. Hm, I'm quite an anal gamer, I HAVE TO get every single attainable special items/achievements/unlockable blablas in the game. And I'll actually return to my latest saved file just to get what I missed, even if that file was last week's. Oh wells, I guess I just don't like to not get what I could have gotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo, then why was I so careful about the animals part of this game, what's the use of fulfilling that part of the requirement then getting stuck at this crops part. Why am I even continuing with my crops plantation now zzzz. Actually, the "end game" for Harvest moon should be just for me to get my character married and reach some master farmer status. This achievements thing is just an add-on. But, aiyo, my achievements list will look so incomplete with one blacked out! Argh, this is where I get tempted again, to forgo those stupid town people's friendship points for the first game year. Just clear those spaces and plant my crops! I'm sure I can start from scratch with them in the second year. But then again, it isn't really how the game should flow. Argh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I re-calculated the crops thing yesterday, and realized that: it's too late. In one game year, I only have 90 farming days to do all that planting stuff. And, as I was letting game time run on while I mull over the trees-chopping decision, almost half of my first year is gone -.- Even if I do clear more land and plant more crops now, I won't be able to cultivate enough crops to qualify for the achievement! So all that's left for me is to forget about it and continue my game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk. I feel like stopping this game already, it's taking up too much of my time. I'll tell myself (or my roomie if she's in), "15 more minutes". But that 15 minutes will slowly stretch to an hour, or more. Such a waste of my time when it could have been spent more practically on ... studying? Or sleeping. Well, I might continue playing this game for a while more. If I don't complete it soon, I think I'll probably lose interest in it. It's not that interesting after a while, because you'll be doing the same things over and over again. It's like farmville in rpg. I guess I should really invest more time in studying, need to pull up my gpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game is fun, but it is, afterall, the not so frivolous parts of a uni student's life that I should be focusing on. No point completing a game, attaining the full score without actually enjoying it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-4825753221530087971?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4825753221530087971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4825753221530087971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2012/01/gamers-rant.html' title='A Gamer&apos;s Rant'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-1208172988948204121</id><published>2012-01-08T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T00:21:05.685+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Starting School</title><content type='html'>School started. And I feel very sian all of a sudden. I mean, I AM still very very motivated to study hard and get good grades etc, but I'm just quite sian of, just everything. Instep, digital games, jap, all the present-shopping I'm doing on behalf of other people, all the moral obligations that I have but can't care less about, all the frustrations which I can't voice out because I probably brought it all upon myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, bla. I'll go update my Taiwan post and publish it soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-1208172988948204121?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1208172988948204121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1208172988948204121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2012/01/starting-school.html' title='Starting School'/><author><name>Liu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10919361838897864647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-8768016021361702679</id><published>2011-12-13T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T22:43:59.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip: bangkok'/><title type='text'>Back from the Land of Smiles!</title><content type='html'>Our long-awaited Bangkok trip finally happened and we were there from 8th till 12th December. 5 days would have been a lot, if we had better flight timings. But since we got this Bangkok trip from a deal website, there were little flight timings we could choose from. So we had to settle with reaching Bangkok on Thursday evening and leaving on Monday early afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we met at the airport on Thursday afternoon and flew off for the land of smiles on Thai airways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jsbGNWpd5aw/TucLg5gxbGI/AAAAAAAABmE/dxlrmBKDKf4/s1600/IMG_3654.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jsbGNWpd5aw/TucLg5gxbGI/AAAAAAAABmE/dxlrmBKDKf4/s400/IMG_3654.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thai airways&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We thought we would get personal screens on the plane but, guess it was an old plane or something, no personal screens :( But instead they showed us some sort of live footage from a camera placed in front of the plane, quite cool stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tl79Y2_wTKQ/TucLlu3QucI/AAAAAAAABmU/SyjWMvcDWJA/s1600/IMG_3660.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tl79Y2_wTKQ/TucLlu3QucI/AAAAAAAABmU/SyjWMvcDWJA/s400/IMG_3660.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;P2 Boutique Hotel, "the new hotel in Bangkok"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's our hotel, quite new and clean, as seen from the photos below. The hotel is pretty near Platinum mall too - walkable distance, which we realized only on the last day. Why only on the last day? We HAD to walk to platinum that day, because we had very very little money left haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MDruaii7T24/TucLpb0W3-I/AAAAAAAABmk/AjHE5zjk5B4/s1600/IMG_3662.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MDruaii7T24/TucLpb0W3-I/AAAAAAAABmk/AjHE5zjk5B4/s400/IMG_3662.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xtDKuIfr2SU/TucLnfAJ74I/AAAAAAAABmc/yDOvfqUpSEs/s1600/IMG_3661.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xtDKuIfr2SU/TucLnfAJ74I/AAAAAAAABmc/yDOvfqUpSEs/s400/IMG_3661.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;TV was placed at a really weird place &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After checking in at the hotel, we left for the tailor's at Nana. We chose Jhasper fashion, which was a surprisingly small shop manned by an Indian couple who were born in Thailand. They were very nice people and explained every single detail to us very patiently, not sure if it was because we were paying customers. They even recommended us this restaurant with apparently good thai food, but we didn't go for it - too expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed back to our hotel area and none of us had the map to our hotel, it took the cab driver quite some time to understand where our hotel was, but he managed to get the location right in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FeNtV8L-z0s/TucLvKtANnI/AAAAAAAABm8/BKT-RLq54L8/s1600/IMG_3667.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FeNtV8L-z0s/TucLvKtANnI/AAAAAAAABm8/BKT-RLq54L8/s400/IMG_3667.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7En-nilt2GU/TucLxFcSwiI/AAAAAAAABnE/ik-5n8Z2sqU/s1600/IMG_3668.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7En-nilt2GU/TucLxFcSwiI/AAAAAAAABnE/ik-5n8Z2sqU/s400/IMG_3668.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dinner on the first night&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;There were lots of roadside stalls near our hotel so we decided to walk around and look for food! The roadside food were kinda dirty but we didn't really care and ate roadside food for almost the whole trip. Had some prata-like thing from the uncle above (who was damn unhygienic), noodle soup and mango sticky rice. I like the noodle thing so much that I bought 2 packets of it back home haha, not sure if I'm ever going to cook them though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, we went for our first thai massage at this 24-hour massage parlour near our hotel. The room for the full body massage looked kinda sleazy, it was just a dark room with mattresses and pillows inside. I don't know what made it look so dodgy, maybe the place just looked cheap. But the massage was really good - painfully shiok. My muscles were seriously aching from the hockey training on Wednesday and this massage was just godsend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2, we got awakened by a 6am morning call from the front desk because we had to meet at 7plus for our half-day tour from the agency. Ate the hotel breakfast (which kinda sucks) and left on a small van for our tour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the van, the guide was spamming us with random thai facts. He said that for the thai language, girls generally end their speech with an opened mouth while guys do so with a closed mouth; key thing for distinguishing females from males. Another thing he told us was that for thais, they believe in 5 qualities that separates humans from animals. I don't really remember what those 5 things were, but there were probably things like no cheating on your wife and no alcohol. Stuff that don't really match our impressions of Bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z-uj5_OXaR4/TucLzJhXVDI/AAAAAAAABnM/Rm02Wb1O6mQ/s1600/IMG_3674.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z-uj5_OXaR4/TucLzJhXVDI/AAAAAAAABnM/Rm02Wb1O6mQ/s400/IMG_3674.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recycled sandbags as Christmas tree!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A4Mof6h7FHw/TucL1a6xikI/AAAAAAAABnU/H0bAUzjSG80/s1600/IMG_3677.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A4Mof6h7FHw/TucL1a6xikI/AAAAAAAABnU/H0bAUzjSG80/s400/IMG_3677.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boat we will be taking&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HKFr_pygRiM/TucL3BeNmLI/AAAAAAAABnc/U4QWupZwJEw/s1600/IMG_3679.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HKFr_pygRiM/TucL3BeNmLI/AAAAAAAABnc/U4QWupZwJEw/s400/IMG_3679.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Excited for our floating market!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9M-A5r4Z-Q4/TucL5XchJLI/AAAAAAAABnk/nLbLt52_9PY/s1600/IMG_3699.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9M-A5r4Z-Q4/TucL5XchJLI/AAAAAAAABnk/nLbLt52_9PY/s400/IMG_3699.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some temple we stopped at&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Nothing interesting here, except that I bought a coconut and it was really nice. Rabbit and bee posed for some photos at one of those stand-up cardboard signs with a hole for you to fit your head in, and had to pay 40 baht. There was this sign below it saying "40 baht" and none of us spotted it before we snapped the picture. And the woman didn't allow us to delete the photo either. Well, at least she didn't wait for us to snap more picture with the cardboard things before asking for more money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ryhp9bIP1oo/TucL8z2l7LI/AAAAAAAABn0/ucwzvoTi-AA/s1600/IMG_3711.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ryhp9bIP1oo/TucL8z2l7LI/AAAAAAAABn0/ucwzvoTi-AA/s400/IMG_3711.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this was the so-called floating market -.-&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;On the boat ride back to some jetty/harbor, the guide told us to go "meow" if we want to say no to local thais. On my way off the boat, I somehow managed to slip and fall. Thankfully I didn't fall into the river, but I got a minor wound and some unsightly bruises at the back of my knee. Anyway, the half day tour was kind of like a cheat, many places they listed out, like the floating market and the four-faced buddha weren't really visited in proper i.e. we kinda just drove past the four-faced buddha and the floating market was like, 3 boats? We spent a lot of time at a temple, the jewellery factory and some honey factory though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that sight-seeing, we headed off to platinum mall for some serious shopping. The clothes there were so-so, some were of better quality while most of them were bugis-street-quality. Prices were around 200-300 baht per piece, that place wasn't very friendly for price-hagglers. The people just weren't interested in haggling with us, or even chasing after us for sales. Maybe we need to improve our bargaining skills?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that shopping, we went for our Mambo show! After we sat down at our seats, I started to regret a little, maybe we should have went for the thai girls show? This one might be tame enough, but what if it was boring? The whole performance was just dancing, lip-syncing and all but it was surprisingly entertaining. By the end of the performance we had nicknames for some of them already: "winky-winky" for this ladyboy who kept winking at every chance he got and "planet of the apes" for another one who looked really like an ape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AsrOk9u8gk8/TucMBawKz9I/AAAAAAAABoM/gi70fjZy2QU/s1600/IMG_3761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AsrOk9u8gk8/TucMBawKz9I/AAAAAAAABoM/gi70fjZy2QU/s400/IMG_3761.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This really entertaining performer who kept making the audience laugh&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XZNMFDeXP34/TucMDJj_qtI/AAAAAAAABoU/Bdl09uXDFXs/s1600/IMG_3764.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XZNMFDeXP34/TucMDJj_qtI/AAAAAAAABoU/Bdl09uXDFXs/s400/IMG_3764.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Winky-winky's boobs spilling out&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kzXT_YQ-hTw/TucMFfAEQEI/AAAAAAAABoc/bICJs-n_OzU/s1600/IMG_3765.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kzXT_YQ-hTw/TucMFfAEQEI/AAAAAAAABoc/bICJs-n_OzU/s400/IMG_3765.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Super chio ladyboy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fmRSc2_SdS4/TucMHG1yA9I/AAAAAAAABok/6ABbn6CrPMs/s1600/IMG_3769.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fmRSc2_SdS4/TucMHG1yA9I/AAAAAAAABok/6ABbn6CrPMs/s400/IMG_3769.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Winky-winky trying to seduce someone for the nth time&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i7BBylAVLaQ/TucMJQtKljI/AAAAAAAABos/AtpqwPLxY_0/s1600/IMG_3778.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i7BBylAVLaQ/TucMJQtKljI/AAAAAAAABos/AtpqwPLxY_0/s400/IMG_3778.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;That super chio ladyboy again!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jo1pxJ6gOkE/TucMLQp_MOI/AAAAAAAABo0/Na2Y6oBJyLo/s1600/IMG_3781.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jo1pxJ6gOkE/TucMLQp_MOI/AAAAAAAABo0/Na2Y6oBJyLo/s400/IMG_3781.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Whoa, our day very long hor! After the Mambo show, we went for another round of shopping and dinner at Patpong night market. We didn't do much shopping here, it's good that we didn't. The people here were quite rude and the prices were like freaking high. This is the only place in Bangkok where the vendors actively bargained with us and this is also the only place where we didn't buy anything at all! Around this area, we kept getting approached for thai girl shows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tRBmSoMy674/TucMM2CwRWI/AAAAAAAABo8/AFJ0Et9M3Tc/s1600/IMG_3783.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tRBmSoMy674/TucMM2CwRWI/AAAAAAAABo8/AFJ0Et9M3Tc/s400/IMG_3783.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Day 3: We dropped by the tailor's in the morning for fitting. Quality of the tailoring and everything else was satisfactory so far, I don't really know too much about the specifics but as long as it's visually okay, I'm happy :D The tailors were as friendly as ever and educated us a bit about the different shopping centres. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the tailor's, we went to pratunam mall. Lots of black skirts, auntie clothes and weird random stuffs selling there. Needless to say, we left that place for platinum mall after about 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PfV-a-mBgL8/TucMQ9QNcpI/AAAAAAAABpM/0POtMdvQuxw/s1600/IMG_3794.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PfV-a-mBgL8/TucMQ9QNcpI/AAAAAAAABpM/0POtMdvQuxw/s400/IMG_3794.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bottom left: ladyboy show clothes. The rest: auntie clothes that even my mum won't wear.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We crossed the road to World Centre after that for the big C supermarket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9vuU9kVwrmg/TucMTAQ5l7I/AAAAAAAABpU/IV7mzueh53o/s1600/IMG_3805.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9vuU9kVwrmg/TucMTAQ5l7I/AAAAAAAABpU/IV7mzueh53o/s400/IMG_3805.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bangkok's traffic&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_QK51KgFQWQ/TucMVx8X7mI/AAAAAAAABpc/38bItkqLB0A/s1600/IMG_3808.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_QK51KgFQWQ/TucMVx8X7mI/AAAAAAAABpc/38bItkqLB0A/s400/IMG_3808.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Plenty of water in the supermarket&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Went over to MBK after that for some shopping and food. We ate at MK suki yaki, our first proper meal in days and went off for some manicure/pedicure. ALL OF US did nails at a shop we randomly chose and that place was a serious waste of our money. If the service was better I would have been less pissed off about that place, but they didn't have proper equipment/enough nail polishes and the person who did my nails was really terrible. No base coat until I asked for it and she was pretending not to know what a base coat was, like hello, you know how to tell me that you think I need a 200baht foot scrub and you don't know what a base coat is? She barely trimmed my cuticles too, good job. I could have done it myself man. I was asking for OPI and she had the nerve to tell me that OPI is "same same" as those cheapo bottles of nail polishes she was showing me. Rargh. But okay, I guess the most pissed off person should be the owner of the foot below who spent 400baht for almost nothing. Heheh poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ag4lWmAGz7A/TucMXtcP06I/AAAAAAAABpk/Q7CLNxxW9hI/s1600/IMG_3819.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ag4lWmAGz7A/TucMXtcP06I/AAAAAAAABpk/Q7CLNxxW9hI/s400/IMG_3819.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bloody pedi aftermath&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Suh-ol6mk_8/TucMZ5ZPeTI/AAAAAAAABps/2Su_m1Yo9hg/s1600/IMG_3821.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Suh-ol6mk_8/TucMZ5ZPeTI/AAAAAAAABps/2Su_m1Yo9hg/s400/IMG_3821.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bEPj4rB5NoA/TucMbV3xqxI/AAAAAAAABp0/lblnfGrZOZI/s1600/IMG_3824.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bEPj4rB5NoA/TucMbV3xqxI/AAAAAAAABp0/lblnfGrZOZI/s400/IMG_3824.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lunar eclipse!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;After the shops in MBK started closing, we went to shop at the roadside stalls instead. These roadside stalls seriously stretch on and on. We were too tired to cover the whole stretch (and I doubt we have the time to anyway) and we cabbed back to our hotel after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Massage that night was slightly different from the first night's (we went to a different place), the masseuse didn't use as much strength and the place was less dodgy looking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: CHATUCHAK DAY! Didn't really do much shopping because by now, I have already bought what I want and have no more money left for random clothes shopping, sadly. The vendors here, somehow, doesn't seem very interested in bargaining with us too. Must be all those ang mohs who agree on higher prices too readily ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lots of shoe shopping, we started our hunt for the pets section in chatuchak. I can't really understand their map for tourists, either both me and kejun failed at map-reading, or their map was useless. We tried asking vendors for directions to the pets section, I think we asked about 5 or 6 vendors? Almost all of them told us to "go straight" and we ended up wandering all over the place. I think we covered almost the whole market (might be exaggerating) but we still couldn't find the pets section. One of the vendors even told us to go to section 20 and I was so grateful to her then, it sounded so promising after all the "go straight"s. BUT, she was wrong. We finally asked this old lady at this shop selling leashes and wow, she shocked me a little and taught me that not all thais speak poor english!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Me: Sorry... Pet shop where? Cat, dog?&lt;br /&gt;She: (in a low voice with some heavy angmoh accent) You want to see the animals?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (too stunned to talk, could only nod my head)&lt;br /&gt;She: Walk down this row of shops and you'll see the section.&lt;/blockquote&gt;And that was how we finally found the pets section! It was within section 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vUYIsaY56dM/TucMgad1QZI/AAAAAAAABqM/_OvceE3sUoA/s1600/IMG_3857.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vUYIsaY56dM/TucMgad1QZI/AAAAAAAABqM/_OvceE3sUoA/s400/IMG_3857.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mMTeEnemYRo/TucMiM-6euI/AAAAAAAABqU/1zi4kqserUw/s1600/IMG_3860.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mMTeEnemYRo/TucMiM-6euI/AAAAAAAABqU/1zi4kqserUw/s400/IMG_3860.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-imWQhoDKtcU/TucMkSbJuuI/AAAAAAAABqc/a0Xnspp87Cc/s1600/IMG_3862.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-imWQhoDKtcU/TucMkSbJuuI/AAAAAAAABqc/a0Xnspp87Cc/s400/IMG_3862.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PZt0OCoBPpY/TucMmb8z-yI/AAAAAAAABqk/Ca1bn30YOYY/s1600/IMG_3868.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PZt0OCoBPpY/TucMmb8z-yI/AAAAAAAABqk/Ca1bn30YOYY/s400/IMG_3868.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jcaiMTrCDTQ/TucMoANpTuI/AAAAAAAABqs/PThDWAbboUI/s1600/IMG_3872.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jcaiMTrCDTQ/TucMoANpTuI/AAAAAAAABqs/PThDWAbboUI/s320/IMG_3872.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZI8DW4AMpxE/TucMp1onVuI/AAAAAAAABq0/j7lLgTCCStM/s1600/IMG_3879.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZI8DW4AMpxE/TucMp1onVuI/AAAAAAAABq0/j7lLgTCCStM/s400/IMG_3879.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After Chatuchak, we went to Platinum (again) before cabbing to Som Boon for our seafood dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gzETdsMEB8E/TucMroYbJ6I/AAAAAAAABq8/aXCGd382TXY/s1600/IMG_3884.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gzETdsMEB8E/TucMroYbJ6I/AAAAAAAABq8/aXCGd382TXY/s400/IMG_3884.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Walking everywhere now because we have no money&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2TVRB8tGlY/Tuc7JtgOKlI/AAAAAAAABrk/EHNw4suTewM/s1600/IMG_3905.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g05l7iauh0s/Tuc7GDNAcqI/AAAAAAAABrU/Riq9U37ecvw/s1600/IMG_3892.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g05l7iauh0s/Tuc7GDNAcqI/AAAAAAAABrU/Riq9U37ecvw/s400/IMG_3892.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Som Boon seafood restaurant&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Maybe our expectations for this place was too high, but the seafood was only so-so. Maybe we should have ordered some of their signature dishes too? But we were working with a rather tight budget so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked from Som Boon till somewhere near Patpong before we cabbed to Platinum mall&amp;nbsp; (no money). Shopped a little bit more at platinum mall and cabbed to Siam center area to shop more at the roadside stalls. By then, we were running dangerously low on cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we cabbed back to the hotel and we didn't do massage today because, no money :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2TVRB8tGlY/Tuc7JtgOKlI/AAAAAAAABrk/EHNw4suTewM/s1600/IMG_3905.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tiMbdRQ5_pA/Tuc7H6kON_I/AAAAAAAABrc/Ja1kfuo7UNs/s1600/IMG_3899.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tiMbdRQ5_pA/Tuc7H6kON_I/AAAAAAAABrc/Ja1kfuo7UNs/s400/IMG_3899.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;What we bought.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Last morning in Bangkok, the only thing I won't miss here is the horrible breakfast at the hotel, the persistent tuktuk drivers and the thai girl show touters. We collected our suits and left for the airport :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2TVRB8tGlY/Tuc7JtgOKlI/AAAAAAAABrk/EHNw4suTewM/s1600/IMG_3905.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2TVRB8tGlY/Tuc7JtgOKlI/AAAAAAAABrk/EHNw4suTewM/s400/IMG_3905.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last bottle of Soya Milk in Bangkok&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WqaE0SQrnIg/Tuc7LXHpkCI/AAAAAAAABrs/yDWzbKKEne8/s1600/IMG_3907.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WqaE0SQrnIg/Tuc7LXHpkCI/AAAAAAAABrs/yDWzbKKEne8/s400/IMG_3907.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye Bangkok :(&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Effects of flood:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UmCbn0A4Gk4/TucL7Fwe13I/AAAAAAAABns/U5kTc5C_SU0/s1600/IMG_3709.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UmCbn0A4Gk4/TucL7Fwe13I/AAAAAAAABns/U5kTc5C_SU0/s400/IMG_3709.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Collapsed house&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BG8KtKzIQ_I/TucL_9WDkaI/AAAAAAAABoE/agF5m498LVk/s1600/IMG_3732.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BG8KtKzIQ_I/TucL_9WDkaI/AAAAAAAABoE/agF5m498LVk/s400/IMG_3732.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Collapsing house&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X__hhSEOuKQ/TucMO93NPQI/AAAAAAAABpE/Wkgw0URmBYs/s1600/IMG_3791.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X__hhSEOuKQ/TucMO93NPQI/AAAAAAAABpE/Wkgw0URmBYs/s400/IMG_3791.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sandbags outside some shops&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I4JN5oqvMWs/TucMdVvMR_I/AAAAAAAABp8/rlcXH_nCjFE/s1600/IMG_3835.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I4JN5oqvMWs/TucMdVvMR_I/AAAAAAAABp8/rlcXH_nCjFE/s400/IMG_3835.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Temporary concrete structures&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UAmYyO7GYAU/TucMvTRjI_I/AAAAAAAABrM/v2AzN4BrOgE/s1600/IMG_3897.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UAmYyO7GYAU/TucMvTRjI_I/AAAAAAAABrM/v2AzN4BrOgE/s400/IMG_3897.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;More sandbags&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;During our few days in Bangkok, we realized that decembers in Bangkok get quite chilly! Chatuchak wasn't even hot unless we walked directly under the sun. And it also doesn't rain at all during decembers! We really went at a good timing. Besides that, they have the king's photo everywhere as well, in front of random buildings. Speaking of random, they also have statues of deities placed outside malls, by the roads, by the river and basically every random corner of Bangkok. Lastly, all their dishes have very generous servings of bean sprouts. I don't know what's it with Bangkok and bean sprouts, but you can definiely find bean sprouts in every meal you order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for Bangkok. If I were to visit this place again, I'll be sure to bring more money, go during a December and watch a thai girl show this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-8768016021361702679?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/8768016021361702679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/8768016021361702679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/12/back-from-land-of-smiles.html' title='Back from the Land of Smiles!'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/-jsbGNWpd5aw/TucLg5gxbGI/AAAAAAAABmE/dxlrmBKDKf4/s72-c/IMG_3654.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-5471173063571545537</id><published>2011-11-25T13:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T17:28:01.253+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip: bangkok'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Exam Afterthoughts: 202</title><content type='html'>Let me first start off with the pre-exam thoughts I had. Since we have had midterms and management meeting all that shit, I thought I should quite familiar with the content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! I have sorely underestimated the content of 202. Think I was fooled by the amount my teacher taught us. So, I only set aside 3 days to study for this core of mine and happily dedicated the rest of my time to 102. The past 3 days was a nightmare. I began to realize how unprepared I was the day before yesterday and started panicking. The past year questions were on things that I never knew existed. What EMA? BSC? Relevant cost, net realizable cost? Huh, are we even supposed to know all that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the exam questions! I think, my friends, the skills we get from watching and understanding those dramas with highly complex plots will finally be usable during school time! Oh my goodness, reading one could take up to 5 minutes of my precious time and figuring out the complex scenarios can take up to 10 minutes. The way to describe it would be "info gao gao, questions short short, marks a lot lot" as quoted from my friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, having stumbled through all my past year papers, I did some last minute reading up from the textbook, got a few more surprises and revelations along the way and went to sleep. Never again will I underestimate the content of a core before looking at the past year papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I woke up, stoned and went to the examination hall. I knew that my seat number was 1064. But somehow, when I stepped into the hall and my tutor asked me "what's your seat number?", I told him 1024 and was bent on believing that it was my correct seat number. Thereafter, I continued my adventure about the examination hall, successfully unseating another student and nearly unseating 2 more students during my hunt for the correct seat. I don't what happened to me, nerves or something, I saw someone else's seat number (935) and mistook it as mine. But something screwed up along the way and I went to 953 instead. After seeing that, hey there's someone sitting here, I went forward to check my seat number again before proceeding to unseat the poor guy at 935, making him check his seat number. So finally after all that drama, I found my correct seat number and went to 1064, all under the watchful eyes of everybody else. It was like some "look I'm a noob who can't find her seat" publicity tour around the hall. Urgh, well. At least I could delay the onslaught of worries about failing human approval till after the paper. Anyway, I've revised my opinions of my tutor. I think he's a pretty nice dude for walking me all over the hall in search of my correct seat, even though it was a little weird that he believed me when I pointed at 953 (a number clearly beside someone else's name) and claimed it as mine. Ah, well. Nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paper was, fine? I love budget-variances questions and I think I showed my love for it a wee-bit too much by over-writing an 8-mark question. It would be fine if I had ample time to spend, but nah. Spent too much time on that question and neglected the last question, which was the killer question. The kind everyone will be discussing about after papers. Made a freaking lot of assumptions along the way since a lot of information wasn't really given. Ah well. 202 is the kind of subject which, straight after the exams, you won't really know if you did well. Too many uncertainties and qualitative questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, shall start early on company law then. Can't make the same mistake of underestimating content amount again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about Bangkok:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Travel&amp;nbsp;notice for Thailand&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; (Date of updated notice: 25 Nov 11)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Singapore Ministry of Foreign Affairs (MFA) is no longer advising Singaporeans to consider deferring non-essential travel to Bangkok.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nevertheless, Singaporeans in Bangkok or who are planning to visit Bangkok are advised to avoid the flood-affected areas, take the necessary precautions, including heeding the instructions of the local authorities, and to closely monitor the local news.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Concerns about the possibility of outbreaks of water-borne diseases such as leptospirosis remain.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Cool stuff, looks like I worried for nothing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-5471173063571545537?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/5471173063571545537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/5471173063571545537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/11/exam-afterthoughts-202.html' title='Exam Afterthoughts: 202'/><author><name>Liu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10919361838897864647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-8757235561193985782</id><published>2011-11-23T11:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T11:48:52.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored Blogging</title><content type='html'>I tend to blog a lot when I'm bored, on the computer, and want to look productive. Sharing some Christmas cheer with all of you guys in advance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7E-47VmFopE?hd=1" width="560"&gt;&amp;amp;lt;p&amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;This has &amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&amp;amp;lt;/p&amp;amp;gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has cheered me up tremendously during many a dark times when I couldn't grasp an abstract accounting concept. It has already lost its effect on me already, but may all of you love it as much as I did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-8757235561193985782?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/8757235561193985782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/8757235561193985782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/11/bored-blogging.html' title='Bored Blogging'/><author><name>Liu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10919361838897864647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://img.youtube.com/vi/7E-47VmFopE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-5837209575827802656</id><published>2011-11-22T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T11:47:01.943+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>New Names</title><content type='html'>Was browsing through my facebook friends the other day and I realized that I couldn't even remember some of these "friends" were. Or so I thought. Actually, some were real strangers, connected only by the same school we both went to before or by just a whole lot of mutual friends. I used to have a mentality of the more the merrier! But as I grow older (yes, we all are), I realized that I'm not very comfortable with pure strangers stalking through my profiles or knowing that I went to this particular restaurant just yesterday. Who are you and why do you need to know that about me? It's actually a little creepy how acquaintances or people whom you have never spoken a single word to before will know so much about you, just because of facebook. And twitter. That aside, some of these "strangers", upon closer examination of their profiles (or stalking, whichever you prefer) revealed themselves to be people whom I actually know. I mean, people whom I've talked to, not just people whose faces I can match with their names. Somehow along the way, they've spouted new unreadable (you can call it unique) names and decided to implement the name change on facebook. Wonder if they changed names on their NRIC too. I don't know why people do that and I don't really know why I have an urgh feeling when I get a case of "wow who's this Graziella&amp;nbsp;Arianna Lim - oh chey, it's her". Maybe I'm just jealous that I can't decide on an appropriately non-attention-seeking new name which doesn't exult the china aura. You guys can discriminate me one day if you don't see a "[insert appropriately non-attention-seeking new name which doesn't exult the china aura] Liu " on my profile, I'll probably be too happy with my new name to care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-5837209575827802656?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/5837209575827802656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/5837209575827802656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/11/new-names.html' title='New Names'/><author><name>Liu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10919361838897864647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-8483600294704137124</id><published>2011-11-22T16:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T16:31:38.800+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Exam Afterthoughts: Astro</title><content type='html'>As with my previous paper, I don't know what to make of this one either. Was it easy, was it hard? Or was it just moderate? Whatever it was, I think a lot of people chose to SU it, so that cuts down the competition for As. I felt that most of the questions from the paper were repeated or recycled from previous years or the question bank. The other questions which took me by surprise were just, not from the question banks? And there were quite a few stuff which I've never seen before on notes (but they were apparently on those notes, just that I didn't read through them). Whatever. I think the studying process would have been less painful if I had went for the lectures. Sure, I watched the e-lectures and killed a lot of brain cells while trying to understand the seemingly simple stuff he's saying in the videos, but I think it would have been better if I had sat through weekly lectures, instead of cramming them all into a few days. It was a major astro overload. All in all, I'm quite glad I took this mod, wouldn't have had the patience or self discipline to enrich myself with all these astro knowledge otherwise. It's all quite cool stuff actually, haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-8483600294704137124?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/8483600294704137124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/8483600294704137124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/11/exam-afterthoughts-astro.html' title='Exam Afterthoughts: Astro'/><author><name>Liu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10919361838897864647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-6992567512747301976</id><published>2011-11-19T13:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T14:02:55.008+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip: bangkok'/><title type='text'>Bangkok Flooding</title><content type='html'>I adopted the "everything will turn out fine" attitude towards this, but looks like its not going to fine and I actually have to make a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why it is okay to go Bangkok:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;"&lt;span id="articleText"&gt;the inner city and upmarket shopping districts have remained dry" - &lt;a href="http://www.reuters.com/article/2011/11/18/us-thailand-floods-tourism-idUSTRE7AH0JY20111118" target="_blank"&gt;reuters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="articleText"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;water levels to recede in parts of thecity, including around the Chatuchak weekend market" - &lt;a href="http://www.bloomberg.com/news/2011-11-18/bangkok-residents-clash-as-floods-stoke-tension-in-thai-capital.html#" target="_blank"&gt;bloomberg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Most major tourist areas in central Bangkok, such as Sukhumvit Road, Siam and Silom, are flood free" - &lt;a href="http://www.cnngo.com/bangkok/life/thailand-floods-updated-info-tourists-883113" target="_blank"&gt;Cnngo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;“At this moment in time, Bangkok is still alright for experienced&amp;nbsp;travelers who can think on their feet. The majority of tourist&amp;nbsp;attractions are still open as well as all the big shopping malls." - &lt;a href="http://www.cnngo.com/bangkok/life/thai-floods-waiting-game-getting-old-bangkok-residents-016444" target="_blank"&gt;Cnngo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Drinking water is available (although the supply is a bit spotty -- you might have to check a few shops)" - &lt;a href="http://www.travelfish.org/blogs/bangkok/2011/11/17/bangkok-flood-update-november-17-2011-the-last-one/" target="_blank"&gt;Travelfish&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Why it isn't okay to go Bangkok:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;"traffic delays are widespread given drivers now have fewer route options to avoid flooded parts of the city, leading to congestion in many flood-free areas" - &lt;a href="http://www.cnngo.com/bangkok/life/thailand-floods-updated-info-tourists-883113" target="_blank"&gt;Cnngo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Many convenience stores and supermarket shelves are regularly short of items like bottled water, beer and non-perishable food" - &lt;a href="http://www.cnngo.com/bangkok/life/thailand-floods-updated-info-tourists-883113" target="_blank"&gt;Cnngo&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2016141292"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;possibility of outbreaks of diarrhoea, leptospirosis, cold and flu as well as infection of wounds" - &lt;a href="http://www.channelnewsasia.com/stories/singaporelocalnews/view/1165957/1/.html" target="_blank"&gt;Channelnewsasia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Outbreak of diseases - &lt;a href="http://blogs.wsj.com/searealtime/2011/11/18/thailand-not-out-of-the-floods-yet/?mod=google_news_blog" target="_blank"&gt;Wallstreetjournal&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Actually the reasons to not go Bangkok all sound pretty lame except the last one, but I had to specifically search for that one; it didn't pop onto google when I searched for "Bangkok floods". Overall, I think it's pretty heartening! I'm quite convinced now that as long as we're street-smart, we should be fine (actually that worries me a little), just need to bring water purification stuff and don't eat so much food in Bangkok. Now all that's left to do is to convince the mum and the brother, easier said than done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-6992567512747301976?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6992567512747301976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6992567512747301976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/11/bangkok-flooding.html' title='Bangkok Flooding'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-4372698163084945946</id><published>2011-11-19T11:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:50:13.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Exams Afterthoughts: Accounting</title><content type='html'>I wasn't exactly very hyped up for this one, the feeling I harboured when I walked to the exam hall was far from what I felt like last year. I'm not sure if it's a good sign or not, but I just wasn't high. Maybe I studied too much before exams (even though I still felt like I didn't studied enough) and was suffering from an accounting overdose. I do like accounting, but my accounting-eat-sleep routine for the past week was probably a bit of an overkill for me. And somehow, when people start having more faith in me than I do, I start doubting a hundred and one million things and get unnecessarily stressed about things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paper was doable, I"ll be more conservative with my review about the paper because I've always found papers doable. Despite that, I've gotten back a range of grades and I've concluded that: finishing a paper and thinking that your workings/answers made sense does not equate to getting a good grade. I miss the confidence I once had in doing math papers back in... secondary school? Maybe jc. Ah, those days when you at least knew what the questions were asking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I don't know why I'm even giving this a header and planning to write more exams afterthoughts, they're all going to be the same! First I would have studied to the best of my capacity, then I'll walk to the exam hall feeling jittery and excited at the same time, the usual "can't wait for it to be over" thing that everyone does. I'll do the paper, get shocks along the way when I discover new types of questions, never seen before in previous papers. Spend some time wondering if our teacher forgot to teach us some important stuff, go on to try fitting what I know to suit this question's needs or skip it for the time being. Encounter questions which make me go "damn, I wanted to revise this before coming to exams but I forgot to" or "whoa I'm so glad I spent that x amount of time memorizing this stuff, effort not wasted" and scribble the said memorized stuff down on the paper in case I forget it later. I might or might not have the time to check through my paper, I might or might not find careless mistakes (Oh by the way, I found quite a lot of grammatical errors in my answers this time round). During the last 15minutes, I might be looking bored because I can't be bothered to check anymore or I might be mechanically flipping through my pages, reading through my answers without really thinking about anything in particular. Worse case scenario, I'll be scribbling furiously, part (i) of a certain question and hoping that I'll have enough time to complete it all. Worst case scenario, I'll be staring at this question, one which I don't know how to do and have skipped earlier on. I'll be wondering if I should just focus all my remaining energy on this question, or check other questions instead. I'll have a last-resort answer in my mind, but I'd still use the last ten minutes to try to figure out some sense in this. Either I'll get the answer last minute, realize the answer after "pens-down", or don't understand the question until the after exams discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the after-exams talk. Sometimes I'll be very unwilling to talk to anybody about the answers. I know I did very badly and I do not want to hear about how all of you found those questions so easy. Besides, even if I do discuss the questions with you, I won't even understand half the things you guys are spouting. No, just let me leave school in peace please. In better times, I'll be asking about the questions which I found difficult. Hurray if everyone else did too, but I'll be sinking into depression if everyone else knew how to do it. Ah, the effects of a bell curve. This is a hypothesized situation, but I guess if I found the paper freaking easy, I'll keep very very quiet as well. Because I know all the answers and have no queries to clarify (?). I have yet to experience this, but one day maybe I will. But I really hate the way my feelings depends on the after-exams talk, the sickly feeling when I realized that I made a fatal mistake when a whole chunk of my answer was completely wrong, the empty feeling when I found out that I missed something out. Ah and especially when I still couldn't figure out what the answer should be after talking to all my friends. So, was I right? Partially right or totally wrong? The questions will keep running through my head and my self evaluation will eventually get worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-4372698163084945946?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4372698163084945946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4372698163084945946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/11/exams-afterthoughts-accounting.html' title='Exams Afterthoughts: Accounting'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-6267725809185983941</id><published>2011-11-10T13:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:50:01.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Pre-exam slackness</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm panicking. I actually started studying for my papers last sem waaay earlier than this?? Okay. No, I'm not panicking, I can't. Anyway my papers are more spread out this sem. And, I have less to study for, sort of. I seriously don't know where I get this illusion of having less to study for this sem, but I just do. And I still can't convince myself otherwise, hence the slacking even though I am officially one week (plus a few hours) from my demise-to-be if I continue life as a slacker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I've learned something really important last sem. DO NOT start studying too early! Because when you do, you hit the peak of your productivity too early and a few days before your exams, you'll run out of papers to do. What will happen then? You'll be like, oh what should I do now, I'm so prepared even though I don't think I'm going to get the A, but still? I'm so bored already, I'm not high on adrenaline anymore, ahh... Should I re-do my papers for the nth time or should I just read my notes? Nevermind, I shall just go to bed early. And so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I shall not panic because this is the optimum time for me to start studying. I hope?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per last sem, I shall plan and follow this regime from tomorrow onwards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/11 Fri: 202&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt; notes &amp;amp; tutorials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/11 Sat: Astro&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt; notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13/11 Sun: 102&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt; notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14/11 Mon: 102&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt; notes &amp;amp; tutorials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15/11 Tues:  102&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt; papers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16/11 Wed: 102&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt; papers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17/11 Thurs: 102&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt; papers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18/11 Fri: &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;102&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19/11 Sat: Astro&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt; notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20/11 Sun: Astro&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt; papers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21/11 Mon: &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Astronomy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22/11 Tues: 202&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt; notes &amp;amp; tutorials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23/11 Wed: 202 &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;papers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24/11 Thurs: 202&lt;br /&gt;25/11 Fri: &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;202&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Company Law&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt; notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26/11 Sat: Company Law&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt; notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27/11 Sun: Company Law&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt; notes &amp;amp; tutorials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28/11 Mon: Company Law&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt; papers&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; GV17&lt;br /&gt;29/11 Tues: Company Law&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt; papers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30/11 Wed: &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Company Law &amp;amp; GV17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is set aside for the preparation of tomorrow's gv presentation. Despite our boring first meeting, we've made many many changes to the whole presentation (every meeting resulted in a radical change) and I guess I'm glad we didn't spare ourselves the trouble of revamping the whole thing so many times, it's going to be really fun tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-6267725809185983941?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6267725809185983941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6267725809185983941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/11/pre-exam-slackness.html' title='Pre-exam slackness'/><author><name>Liu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10919361838897864647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-2382697629808426677</id><published>2011-10-30T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T12:18:28.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog Layout</title><content type='html'>NEW BLOG LAYOUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I didn't really planned for this, I was just playing around with the blogger's "new dynamic view" option thing and tada! I've somehow revived my layout from jc (and lost my current template at the same time, boo)! Can't undo anything, gosh why wasn't there any chance for me to "confirm" something or at least "save changes"? Huh, Blogger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, I can't really remember what my past layout looked like anyways. Was is some "Tiny World" thing? Proof that the content on it wasn't that important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, new layout (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I think I've totally became a no-life. If not for the previous outing I had with Li Chen and Xiaoye to "study" (and we ended up shopping and talking - a lot), I haven't gone out in over a month's time! Going out refers to the action of deliberately arranging an outing to somewhere other than school/home, to do something other than studying/having a necessary meal. Fail. But this also means that I'm studying most of the time, yay much? Actually, no. It just means that I'm spending more time at home procrastinating and increasing study time by ever so little. Two sites which I'm always procrastinating on: &lt;a href="http://iwastesomuchtime.com/"&gt;iwastesomuchtime.com&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://attackofthecute.com/"&gt;attackofthecute.com&lt;/a&gt;. Perfect places for the most productive procrastination ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this doesn't mean that I'm spending less. In fact, I've yet to kick the addiction to online shopping, which I've acquired since July this year (when I did my intern and had a valid reason to shop for "work clothes"). I need to do something drastic, like unsubscribe from the blog shops' mail-lists and delete my shopping bookmarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. Must work towards a GPA-fueled tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-2382697629808426677?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2382697629808426677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2382697629808426677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-blog-layout.html' title='New Blog Layout'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-6577559243430866485</id><published>2011-10-14T02:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T10:56:57.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The angst when my sleep is disturbed</title><content type='html'>I hate you all with a constantly renewed passion. When you first moved in, all was fine. Yay for the clean toilets (wow, even on a Sunday night!) Then, I treated your occasionally extreme enthusiasm as some leftovers from orientation cheers, am glad that you guys are that hapz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you started your random screaming at 2.05am in the morning. Maybe you have just experienced "the most frightening experience of your life" or just had a terrifying encounter with a magnificent cockroach which "omg ahhhhh flew and, ahhhhh!". Whatever. Let me introduce you to other ways of expressing yourself to not just people who unfortunately live near you, but to your entire network of friends (omg!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Tweet about it in caps. Misspell your tweets due to your temporary(?) inability to process anything, from spelling to consideration for others. Spam the feed with live updates of any ongoing battles, have a virtual scream-fest, in CAPS...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Type everything in caps for 30mins! You're still in shock and you can't help it, just like how you couldn't help screaming at 2.05am in the morning. Type to your friend on msn in caps. Reply text messages, whatsapp messages in caps. Talk in-game with caps as well; if they flame you, how dare they! You couldn't help it, could you? Aw. Continue your report using caps. Don't worry! Prof has no choice but to read your report anyway, there isn't any need to consider his feelings, is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Take a picture of the squashed creature in a reduced form of its past glory and upload it onto Facebook. Smirk at the fast pile-ups of likes and comments of friends from UK who are having their dinners. Caption it in caps and end off with rows of exclamation marks. That's what social media is for! Share that moment with your entire network of friends, shout it out to the world, AHHHH I GOT SO TERRIFIED OR SHOCKED AT 2.05AM IN THE MORNING THAT I JUST GOTTA SCREAM!!!!!!!!1!!1!1!!!1!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preserve your moment of terror so that the next day, when the sad fraction of ntu population who has 830 lessons trudge grudgingly to school, they have something to read on their newsfeeds. Do it, so that their 8.15am hikes to school (and the rest of their day as well) could be spent with more energy than that of the squashed cockroach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-6577559243430866485?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6577559243430866485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6577559243430866485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-angst-when-my-sleep-is-disturbed.html' title='The angst when my sleep is disturbed'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-8048543830509666936</id><published>2011-10-12T22:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T22:46:46.210+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/iwsmt.smellmybacon.com/October-02-2011-12-52-44-201108318d1aec8.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="404" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/iwsmt.smellmybacon.com/October-02-2011-12-52-44-201108318d1aec8.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-8048543830509666936?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/8048543830509666936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/8048543830509666936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/10/truth.html' title='Truth'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-7231729987075042128</id><published>2011-10-10T18:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T18:01:37.806+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational stuff'/><title type='text'>Happy :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/iwsmt.smellmybacon.com/October-04-2011-20-08-07-ScreenShot20111004at4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="561" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/iwsmt.smellmybacon.com/October-04-2011-20-08-07-ScreenShot20111004at4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-7231729987075042128?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/7231729987075042128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/7231729987075042128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-d.html' title='Happy :D'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-6193037527461317444</id><published>2011-10-10T12:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T12:05:22.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><content type='html'>I need to get things done, I need to figure out how 102 works. But I don't want to go through the muddling process of stumbling through my tutorials like a blind handicapped, even though I do want to attain the enlightenment at the end of it all, embrace you stupid statement of blablablas like an old friend. Can we just assume that I'm going to work hard for these few days and skip ahead to day 1 of my enlightened phase?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is where I start mentally maiming all those smart-lazy people whom I envy, and convince myself to make up for what I lack by being more hardworking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More. Hardworking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear all, I don't have a good feeling about this sem. At all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-6193037527461317444?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6193037527461317444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6193037527461317444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/10/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-7869995623276078191</id><published>2011-10-03T00:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T00:52:01.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to reality</title><content type='html'>Recess week is over! So much for my wonderful pre-recess ambitions; it felt like someone paused my life on the thursday before recess week and just hit the play button this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, hello self, Nice dream you had and welcome back to the rat race!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-7869995623276078191?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/7869995623276078191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/7869995623276078191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/10/back-to-reality.html' title='Back to reality'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-1223913220128443177</id><published>2011-09-20T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T23:53:16.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recess Week</title><content type='html'>Recess week is almost here. About half my friends look forward to it as some momentary respite from all the impending deadlines, the other half treat it with indifference; it's like some sort of hardcore-mugging-to-make-up-for-past-7-weeks week. I? Forgot to treat recess week as a supposed holiday. It's some sort of last-chance-to-catch-up week for me. Maybe I'll spend a day slacking around, acting as though I do not have 3 cores which I barely grasp and forgetting about the bi-annual pre-exam mugging frenzy which always happens despite my promises to "never procrastinate anymore". Yep, I shall spend that day baking all the impossibly yummy-looking desserts I see on pinterest and putting all my home-deco plans into action and laughing away at Barney, Ted, etc. Wonder how I'm going to fit all that into a day. Then I'll start acting like someone with the 102 project, 208 project, upcoming 202 excel test and 102 midterms. And final exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please please please I so do not want to be selected for mock interview tomorrow even though there's less than 10% chance that I'll get chosen but I'm still veh worried that I'll get chosen because I have totally no idea what to say and I don't think my mind will be functioning well enough to know what it has to instruct my mouth to say my hands to place and the way to sit etc. So please let tomorrow be smooth-sailing. In my terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, random picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img5.visualizeus.com/thumbs/10/46/stairway,color,colorful,nature,steps,favorites-10462965268ab4a535224ca17bb1b5d2_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://img5.visualizeus.com/thumbs/10/46/stairway,color,colorful,nature,steps,favorites-10462965268ab4a535224ca17bb1b5d2_h.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Bangkok, can't wait for Taiwan, can't wait for tomorrow 12 noon, can't wait for Thursday 1830, can't wait for Friday 2030, can't wait for 29Sep 1200, can't wait for 30Nov 1900.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-1223913220128443177?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1223913220128443177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1223913220128443177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/09/recess-week.html' title='Recess Week'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-8975605221494267440</id><published>2011-09-10T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T14:53:59.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>Had a night out with mummy yesterday, it has been quite some time since I've last went out with her without us quarreling at all. I don't know what has changed between us? But somehow she just doesn't seem to be the same old quarrelsome blob of nagginess I've once associated her to be. Maybe she's wondering about the same thing too and maybe she thinks that I've changed too. Whatever it is, I think I'm coming to realize that there's actually something fragile behind her stubbornness and spending time with her and daddy should be amongst my top priorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope you start realizing some things soon; better late than never. A very simple first step you can take, would be to free up a day per week for family dinner. Like, FAMILY dinner, not a dinner date with your book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-8975605221494267440?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/8975605221494267440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/8975605221494267440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/09/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-6136382754438300623</id><published>2011-09-07T00:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T00:19:40.815+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>What Facebook needs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Not that I have any particular thing to rant about, though I have had plenty of bitching material during the past two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past two weeks have been half-urgh and half normal. DND took up most of my last week and it was the urgh part. I would love to slog my life away to coordinate successful events, only if I had logical-minded people working with me. The idea of talking to someone who doesn't even make sense (and doesn't even know that he isn't, for that matter of fact) is totally tiring. First you have to lead him to explain himself; "because I said so" barely even works for mums nowadays, what makes you think it can work for you? Then, even though you've made it crystal clear that, "hello dude you aren't making sense are you", he just refuses to back down. I would have loved to argue until I make him see MY sense, or until he has to pretend to believe me, but due to the lack of time, I just couldn't be bothered to. Lesson learned, don't participate in this kinda events ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I learned that some people can be really skilful with PR and appear to be very responsible (but are obviously not). I'm probably a very impatient person who can't stand it when things are left undone. So guys, this needs to be done and we all know it - yay good job all, for realizing that! So, what comes after? Is any of us going to do it or are we going to assume that it will get done magically, only to realize a day before the event that - oh no we still haven't done it yet, ahhhh how how how? Aye shall stop, I sound like a tyrant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaaay, now that it's over, I've lost my major excuse for not doing my work. And, oh man. I still haven't really gotten into study mode yet. I just feel like lazing around all day, sleeping and doing anything unproductive. No motivation at all even though I'm very aware that this semester is the last chance I get to pull up my gpa to acceptable level. Also, the planning for my year end holidays aren't really helping with the studying part but I'm totally getting very excited for it! Taiwan and maybe Bangkok this decemberrrr! Taiwan trip with my cousins (yes my dears, it's finally happening after being put of for many many years!) and Bangkok trip with hallmates (yes all, it's finally happening too! After being planned for since... April?) We cousins were initially deciding between Aussie and Taiwan, but I gave my deciding vote to Taiwan because I wanted to experience some winter. So, Taiwan here we come! I'm actually looking forward most the daily intake of real Taiwan bbt and the self-gorging of delicious street snacks while we're in Taipei. Will be spending a day in Beitou (hotsprings!) and one more in Yilan. The Yilan sounds interesting, actually. No shopping doable there, but we'll be spending that day in museums or parks (I hope) and our mode of transport will be bicycles! Feel so excited just thinking about it heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, that's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-3110572214897681437?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/3110572214897681437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/3110572214897681437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/09/rantings.html' title='Rantings'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-7993206534781895517</id><published>2011-08-17T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T22:06:16.110+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Second Week</title><content type='html'>First week kinda flew by and while I was indulging myself with the "first-week-only" mentality, I kinda lagged. By a lot. This semester is going to horrible, I have two seminars per core per week. That gives us a grand total of 6 seminars a week. Hello? 6 readings, 6 seminar preparations every week?! Okay it sounds manageable actually, I just feel very overwhelmed right now because on top of all my current work, I have to cover up last week's. My electives aren't as A-ish as I thought they will be, nor as fun. Astro is NOT FUN. Interesting maybe, but definitely not fun. Today's lesson was like a physics class please, and I thought JC was going to be my last war against that subject. I'm losing the confidence to ace that subject (even though I don't really know where I got my confidence from in the first place, seniors?) but I'm not going to drop it! I'll just memorize any shit I can lay my hands on and pray. My other elective is some sing-song thing which, frankly speaking, won't help my gpa one bit. It was for fun, initially, but the idea of singing in front of 50 people suddenly doesn't sound very appealing to me. I'll probably get stage fright, especially since I don't have much confidence in singing. Help help, maybe I should have taken some slacker elective and S/U it. Should I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-7993206534781895517?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/7993206534781895517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/7993206534781895517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/08/second-week.html' title='Second Week'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-1862467763544254725</id><published>2011-08-11T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T13:54:12.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My previous post sounds really fake-cheery. Anyways, school has started (sort of) and my time table sucks, my slots look like those pieces on a Backgammon board, either stuck to the top or bottom. Looking on the bright side, at least I have to wake up earlier for lessons = less time wasted sleeping. This semester might be a bit tough, I'm packing up my timetable a little by taking 4 cores with 2 electives, but I think it's a can-do. Just depends on how many times I'll die during the semester and how I'll fare at the end only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, finally collected my boxes of stuff from the hall office, never thought I'll become so appreciative of a pillow and blanket, this place finally feels more homely and less of a study cell! Heard from the hall office that my mysterious room mate is still overseas, my heart kinda sank when I heard that. There goes my hopes of her being some freshie who isn't interested in staying hall. Now let's just really hope that she is a)clean b)quiet c)sensible enough to not bring guys over all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things change all the time. Better treasure what you have now and remember it forever because one day, you might just unknowingly lose it for good and forget how it felt like to once have had it in the first place. So, was it a memory of a dream, or just a dream of a memory?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-1862467763544254725?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1862467763544254725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1862467763544254725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-previous-post-sounds-really-fake.html' title=''/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-3772843611815978083</id><published>2011-07-30T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T23:37:08.443+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>End of Hols</title><content type='html'>Eh, my friend said that my blog was very emo haha. I read it myself and, yep, quite emo I guess? Or we can say that it's pensive lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, work ended, holidays ended and school's about to start! Work was great, started to really get attached to my awesome colleagues during my LAST week of work (aw), but I still appreciate being able to sleep till noon, more than spending time with those wonderful people. Sleep is important, very. Don't feel like really elaborating much about the past month, lest I sound emo again (even though, for the nth time, I'm really not.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's starting, I'm moving into hall on Monday! I'm not really looking forward to hall actually, don't know who my roomie will be and I don't like the idea of having to make friends with her, whoever she is, and living with her - all that process of adjusting to a new roomie and bla. Hm, I shouldn't think too much about that right, can't do anything about it anyways. That aside, I'm strangely excited about school. As per every start of semester, I'm ever so convinced that I'll work harder than ever to score better than ever to pull up my miserable gpa. Hopefully, I really do up to expectations this time, cos it's kind of like my last chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, lastly, I'll be going Batam with LC, Kelly and RC! Actually I'm not too excited about the destination (hello, Batam leh) but the idea of going somewhere and spending almost two whole days playing and having fun with them sounds cool! Can't wait. Just came back from a family gathering, I might be going Taiwan/Australia during mid December! Yay yay yay yay, haven't been experiencing any cold weather in a verrrry loooong time and haven't been on a trip with my cousins in an even longer time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-3772843611815978083?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/3772843611815978083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/3772843611815978083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/07/end-of-hols.html' title='End of Hols'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-3938764301696344186</id><published>2011-07-01T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T22:33:30.946+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gaming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books: kazuo ishiguro'/><title type='text'>Time flies</title><content type='html'>In one more month's time, I'll be moaning the start of school, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished reading &lt;i&gt;Never Let Me Go&lt;/i&gt;. Though disturbing, it is totally the type of book I loved reading and it reminded me of this book I borrowed from the library last time. I don't remember the title, author or the exact plot, but the image of the book cover I can remember. It was a photograph of two kids running ahead, through some thick undergrowth? The first kid was just running ahead by himself while the second was looking back at the photographer and the whole thing was in black and white, except the second kid, who was in color. I remember it as quite a good read, though the plot seems to revolve around the life a girl after her brother died. The plots have no link at all, but somehow both books left me feeling really empty and sad. Definitely not the type of book one should be reading on the eve of birthday eve huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, my life has been very orderly for the past weeks and I totally dread to think that work life is going to be like that though there will be nothing I can do about it unless I opt for some other job next time. School life, surprisingly, has never left me feeling so bored of routines even though theoretically, it shouldn't differ that much from work right? Anyway, I'm starting to get really settled in the office, finally becoming more familiar with my colleagues and everything. But when I'm starting to get more attached to them, I think it would probably be time for me to start school again. It's quite a shame that I can't stay on longer and become better friends with them all, but I guess this probably won't be the last time I'm seeing any of them, so it shouldn't matter that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked in on my brother playing WoW just now and that reminded me of my plans to start playing again. My plans, which I've always been postponing till an unconfirmed later date. It's not just because of the thought of needing to re-organize all my add-ons again, there's also the thought of having to prioritize something else, or someone else over gaming. Or actually, I might just be afraid to find out the truth; whether I will still be pick up from where I left off and resume my addiction? I don't really know why I'm so reluctant to find out if I have changed because theoretically, or according to majority, that would mean that I'm finally realizing the agreed-upon-meaninglessness of such intangible, virtual realities. Maybe I'm just unwilling to let go of my pointless argument that it actually has meaning in some sense (then again, people find meaning in different things I suppose), maybe I'm just clinging onto that feeling of being obsessed with something, maybe I'm just scared that I'll be seeing the game very differently now and start mocking what I found fulfilling last time. Just, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-3938764301696344186?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/3938764301696344186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/3938764301696344186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/07/in-one-more-months-time-ill-be-moaning.html' title='Time flies'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-4665511215594599191</id><published>2011-06-20T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T22:10:42.059+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><title type='text'>Rantings</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I think you're really childish. None of the loud noises I made are intentional, I'm sure I'm not the only one getting used to our new doors and I'm sure this isn't the first time I've accidentally slammed one in your presence. You don't have to storm righteously over to re-slam my door just to prove your point, that you "have a temper" too. I think it's pretty obvious that you have one? It also goes without saying that it's quite a bad one. Or a quick one, depends on how positive I'm feeling about you at the moment. But for now I'd say that you have a tremendously bad temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think that you should be feeling grateful towards someone who just bought an iPhone4 for you, not throw a tantrum because that generous (and tired) somebody is going to sleep now instead of helping you solve your simcard issues which, by the way, can't be solved at this hour in our home anyway. I don't get it, why do you take so many things he does for you for granted? Why can't you, for once, just try to see things from someone else's point of view? The world doesn't revolve around you and neither does it play host to only your views. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please, you do not (and I repeat), DO NOT threaten me with your treatment of my friends, as if you've been doing me a favor all along by being nice to them. What is this world coming to? I really hope you said it without thinking. And I really hope that I'm not battling with myself-to-be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-4665511215594599191?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4665511215594599191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4665511215594599191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/06/rantings.html' title='Rantings'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-3399379425860944728</id><published>2011-06-19T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T22:05:32.304+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Belate updates</title><content type='html'>Uh, work has made my life pretty structured and has also limited my going-outs to weekends or weekday nights only. It is also making me tired all the time, I really don't know why. Maybe its some allergy reaction to the thought of having to work for 5 days. Funny, I used to be happy just working all day long and even ot-ing like siao just for the money. Guess life isn't all about working long hours and earning more money anymore. It's more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, work isn't too bad, even though I'm not really doing something accounts-related, I think I'm still learning (and they're actually making me do quite some work) so its a pretty good opportunity and all. By the way, I'm so so so proud of my excel skills now. It's a bit too late to feel this proficient at it now though. Speaking of which, my results were... not up to expectations. Then again, I haven't been hearing anyone go "wow I think I did well" at their results for a very long time since I entered Uni. Either all our expectations are too high, or we just don't study enough each time. I think mine was a little bit of both? After my first sem, I don't know why I had the guts to set such a high (or some may think it's an expected) target for myself. Maybe I thought too highly of myself (again), maybe I underestimated the rest of the cohort. Whatever it was, I really dislike the feeling of having worked towards something (let's not discuss how hard) and not succeeding. I mean, who does, right. Maybe that's why I never try to approach my limits when it comes to "trying hard", because it will really suck when you realize that you have tried your very best but still couldn't reach your target? Screwed up logic, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, I've finally moved back to my new old house! This is a pretty belated update about it since I moved back since more than a week ago. The moving back process was quite tiring but the unpacking process wasn't as long and frustrating as I had expected. My new room looks emptier now; surprisingly I didn't have a shortage of space when I was storing all my random things, think I threw away a lot of my old stuffs during the packing process last time. Love my new wardrobe and table, can't wait for the blinds to come; got too used to the hall curtains that I get awakened by the light every morning. Oh, by the way, I'll probably be staying in hall next sem too, though I think my brother was hinting at me to spend more time at home and with our parents. At least, that's the only reason why I think he wants me home. So hopefully I'll plan out a 4-day schedule and have no lessons on friday so that I can spend more time at home every weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-3399379425860944728?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/3399379425860944728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/3399379425860944728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/06/uh-work-has-made-my-life-pretty.html' title='Belate updates'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-3580537495215307660</id><published>2011-06-08T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T23:00:31.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>So, I started work and my life became quite structured; I like it this way actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First two days at work left me feeling quite confused as to what I was supposed to be doing and what was expected of me, since I don't think my direct supervisor has a clear idea about it either. By today, however, boss has told her what I'm supposed to be doing, and tada, no more wondering about what I have to do next anymore! I have stuffs that are supposed to keep me occupied for the next month (sounds long) or so. I don't know if I'm being too ambitious or what, but getting to spend the rest of my time here doing the tasks that were set seems like a luxury. Maybe I'll run into trouble when I start on the tasks and realize that the timing is just right? Anyway, I was supposed to prepare some presentation thing (which scares me sort of) and some data analysis thing. The data analysis thing interests me more because I think I actually like that kind of thing (said before doing it; maybe I'll be complaining about it the next time I blog) and the magical word 'presentation' just makes me nervous somehow. BUT, I know, it's something that I will just have to deal with. With ample preparation, things might still go wrong, but they won't go too wrong I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've come to realize how much I actually rely on the internet to do just ANYTHING. The laptop I'm given at work has no internet. You heard me, NO INTERNET ACCESS! I nearly died. And I realized that I just can't do anything. Because somehow, to do anything, I need the internet. I need it to do research, I need it to check out websites, I need it to just do anything. Thank god for iPhone. And by the way, that laptop uses xp. XP! I really really feel like asking my manager if I can bring my own laptop tomorrow; my laptop is iPhone friendly aka internet tethering! and I really really don't like to use microsoft office 2003 lah... But since I'm only a tiny intern there for less than 2 months, I don't think I am in any position to complain about such stuff since (sighs) as long as the internet is up, that thing is still considered as a working laptop, usable laptop, bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my everyday will be happening like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0800-0900: Wake up, look at work stuffs and do some last minute researching on the internet while chewing my breakfast. Speaking of which, I can't believe I just finished tomorrow's breakfast! I was just chewing on the bread, and when I reached for another slice, there was just a plastic bag left :( Never leave reserved food lying around on my table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0900-0915: Start stressing over what to wear and get ready to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0915-1000: Commute to work. Usually I leave at 0920 though, but my place now is so near to the mrt that I'll never be late. Am going to miss this accessibility when I move back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1000-1300: Work. What else? Of course I won't be slacking or stoning, I mean, I can't be playing bakery story or smurfs or pet hotel in the office right, twitter and facebook too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1300-1400: Lunch with my newly made friends at some nearby hawker. Can't believe the food there is actually cheaper than the one at my coffeeshop! $2.50 wanton mee anybody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1400-1900: Back to working, surprisingly time usually passes very quickly here, until the last hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1900-1930: I get off work, buy dinner back and try to reach home before nightfall so that I don't have to bypass this scary compound near my house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1930-2030: I slack and enjoy the wonders of internet over dinner, after being deprived of it for the past 11 hours (on a computer at least).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2030-0000: Shower, try to do some work but end up not doing any and leaving it till tomorrow morning to be done, and I go to sleep! So that ends my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm repeating, but I can't wait to move back on saturday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-3580537495215307660?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/3580537495215307660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/3580537495215307660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/06/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-4201671179501825220</id><published>2011-05-26T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T23:23:06.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Holidays</title><content type='html'>Holidays have been pretty boring so far, that sunny expectations I had was nothing like this. Thought that I can watch lots of anime, turns out that anime doesn't really interest me anymore (like wth right). Thought that I'll be able to spend all day gaming, then I found out that lots of the games I pre-downloaded don't really work (argh no cracks for windows 7?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some sort of internship starting on 6 June, I was looking forward to it, till I heard about the pay. If only it was negotiable huh -.- and now I'm stuck with a job that will take up almost the entire of my week, doing something that I've never done before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm, I should stop being so negative about it. Maybe it will be fulfilling, maybe the fact that I'll have no life thanks to the job will ensure that I SAVE up most of the money, maybe I'll have fun during the job, maybe I'll make great friends on the job, maybe I'll realize that - hey, these kind of work isn't that scary after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Kelly's coming back on the 4th -.- That means no time to spend with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to move back into our old home, dad and I visited that half-done place a few days ago. It was damn smelly cos the workers just polished the floor, or varnished it? I don't know. Whatever it was, we were quite nauseous after that half-minute exposure to our house and we spent half the car ride after that complaining to ourselves about the smell. Anyway, did I mention that I can't wait to move back? A bigger wardrobe awaits! And uh... nicer living room flooring? I feel quite excited just thinking about it. The only drawback about the new home will be my room flooring; don't think my dad will appreciate me doing arty stuffs on the wooden floor, I used to cut stuff against the tiles D: Okay but who cares, I'm all smiles just thinking about the wardrobe :D Daddy was being quite ambitious the other day with his plans for some cascading water thing at the front door. The designer was unfazed, however, and discussed the possibilities of it with my dad immediately. Though he did say that the last time he did something like that was for an office somewhere. House only leh, need to do until like that meh? But I guess it's probably his ideal /shrugs. Moving back on the 11th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results out on the 9th! Can die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-4201671179501825220?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4201671179501825220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4201671179501825220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/05/holidays.html' title='Holidays'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-7094772308918794165</id><published>2011-05-20T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T23:02:56.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's good about home</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being able to put my toiletries IN the toilet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;AIR CON without worrying about air con card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being able to go barefoooted out of my room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A room to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-7094772308918794165?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/7094772308918794165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/7094772308918794165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/05/whats-good-about-home.html' title='What&apos;s good about home'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-4088403694446663982</id><published>2011-05-19T12:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T12:06:44.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom! Coming soon.</title><content type='html'>About 1 more hour to the start of the end of my torturously long exam period. This time round, I'm really excited about it, to the extent of not being able to concentrate properly when I'm studying for blaw. Yes, that's probably not saying much since I'm never really fully concentrated anyway. But, you get my point. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;After the paper, I'm going to game the daylights out of myself, finish all the anime that I've been missing out on, spam all the dramas till reality becomes a dream and go out with all my friends to anywhere everywhere! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-4088403694446663982?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4088403694446663982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4088403694446663982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/05/freedom-coming-soon.html' title='Freedom! Coming soon.'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-3207187251464064178</id><published>2011-05-14T14:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T15:33:09.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>2 More Papers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll12duKGnq1qey8eho1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 340px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll12duKGnq1qey8eho1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo how come I can't load my blog page?! Must be something wrong with the DNS server or their own web server? Anyway, no, my exams haven't ended yet but I think I've lost the steam (if I've ever had it in the first place) for studying and even though I still have two core exams left, I'm just stoning/tweeting/playing Drop7 instead. OoooOoo Drop7 is so addictive! And I actually feel smart playing it cos you need some brainssss to strategize one oh. Just a side note, general elections are finally over. After all that online buzz about TPL, Nicole Seah, George Yeo, CST blablabla, this GE was definitely the most exciting one I've ever seen so far; perhaps cos I paid more attention to it due to all the viral stuff going around, hard to not see all those super interesting gossip. I sure think that 5 years from now, things are going to be very different. GRC system might not be working to some's advantage anymore~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I should talk about exams instead, before I trod on anybody's toes. 3 papers down, 2 more to go. Uh, I don't really remember how my first paper went. My memory of it is kinda surreal, everything just happened rather quickly. I tried to manage my time? So even though I didn't leave whole questions blank anywhere, I kinda messed up my last question cos I just panicked when I saw the amount of weightage it had. AND I should have known that not clarifying that bit about sinking funds before exams was a mistake. But oh wells, it's over. That's that. My elective was fine. The thing about qualitative papers is that you don't really know how well you've done since there's no definite right/wrong answer - so I shall live happily in bliss until I see my grades ... when do we get to see our grades this time? Anyway the 3rd paper I had was IT. I should have paid more attention to CCK during seminars, the notes and textbooks barely tell us what we really need to know to score in exams! Another lesson learnt for this sem. By the way, being consistent really helped me with my FM and I'm really starting to see how being consistent is THE KEY to leading a better life in uni. Less stressful life at least. So IT paper was waaaay too long. Seriously, 3 hours?! I finished the whole thing in less than half the time cos I rushed through the paper, thinking that they must have designated 3 hours for a reason. Felt relatively good about the paper until I came out and started discussing the paper with Songhua and Rabbit. Urgh, things weren't as simple as I thought they were!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched himym that night, as if I'm actually finished with my exams too! Himym never fails to cheer me up heheh. Alright back to acct and blaw. Freedom comes after that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5jt21AYWB1qbziyuo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5jt21AYWB1qbziyuo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljn35fACeE1qbfx8so1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 342px;" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljn35fACeE1qbfx8so1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-3207187251464064178?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/3207187251464064178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/3207187251464064178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/05/2-more-papers.html' title='2 More Papers'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-8699906614755387258</id><published>2011-04-29T11:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T12:04:00.107+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Mugging Regime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs10/i/2006/153/d/4/a_rainbow_is___by_RainbowSlinky.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs10/i/2006/153/d/4/a_rainbow_is___by_RainbowSlinky.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That left me feeling a little better about myself so I shouldn't waste it all away. Need to study really hard so that I can really said I've tried my best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siao liao... I'm seeing accounting terms everywhere and my brain autocorrects normal words to words related to mugging! But I don't think I've been mugging hardcore at all (because if I have been I wouldn't be posting videos would I!), cos I'm still feeling quite complacent cos it seems like I have quite some time to mug eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound damn high, because I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's my study regime to be implemented from today onwards! Okay, I'm too high for my own good. Before typing my schedule, I was  like "today what day ah?" and I started going &lt;i&gt;Friday, Friday,  gotta get down on Fri-i-da-ay~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29/4 Friday: FM&lt;br /&gt;30/4 Saturday: CS100&lt;br /&gt;01/5 Sunday: FM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02/5 Monday: FM&lt;br /&gt;03/5 Tuesday: blaw&lt;br /&gt;04/5 Wednesday: FM&lt;br /&gt;05/5 Thursday: IT&lt;br /&gt;06/5 Friday: FM/CS100&lt;br /&gt;07/5 Saturday: CS100&lt;br /&gt;08/5 Sunday: FM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09/5 Monday: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FM paper&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CS100 paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/5 Tuesday: IT&lt;br /&gt;11/5 Wednesday: IT&lt;br /&gt;12/5 Thursday: IT paper&lt;br /&gt;13/5 Friday: blaw&lt;br /&gt;14/5 Saturday: accounting&lt;br /&gt;15/5 Sunday: accounting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16/5 Monday: blaw&lt;br /&gt;17/5 Tuesday: accounting&lt;br /&gt;18/5 Wednesday: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ACCT paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19/5 Thursday: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BLAW paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, how did we study for 11 subjects last time?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, recently I've had one more thing added to my daily online routine!&lt;br /&gt;Bookmarks -&amp;gt; Discount Sites -&amp;gt; open all in tabs&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Here's all the discount sites auntie must browse through everyday so as to not miss out any bombastic must-buy deals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigdeal.sg/" target="blank"&gt;bigdeal.sg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deal.com.sg/deals/singapore" target="blank"&gt;deal.com.sg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.outlet.com.sg/" target="blank"&gt;outlet.com.sg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.groupon.sg/" target="blank"&gt;groupon.sg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://superdeals.insing.com/" target="blank"&gt;superdeals.insing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foodpon.sg/?task=confirmSubscribe" target="blank"&gt;foodpon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://streetdeal.sg/" target="blank"&gt;streetdeal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.juztoday.com/" target="blank"&gt;juztoday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://hungrydeals.hungrygowhere.com/" target="blank"&gt;hungrydeals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.treatsoftheday.com/" target="blank"&gt;treatsoftheday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Coupon shopping is pretty addictive, I have quite a lot of coupons in my printer tray waiting to be used haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs19/i/2007/257/9/6/rainbow_in_the_sky_by_LittleBlackUmbrella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 506px; height: 379px;" src="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs19/i/2007/257/9/6/rainbow_in_the_sky_by_LittleBlackUmbrella.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-8699906614755387258?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/8699906614755387258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/8699906614755387258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/04/mugging-regime.html' title='Mugging Regime'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-4430578489814232068</id><published>2011-04-28T15:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T16:00:57.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Rinbow Connection</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jSFLZ-MzIhM?rel=0" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of my all-inspiring pri3 teacher who was loved by his form class but feared by rest. He introduced guitars to our music lessons and often brought his guitar into our English (?) classes to teach us English. I remember thinking that if he had kids, they would be damn upz. Wonder how he's doing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He taught us this song, qing fei de yi and some other random songs. Those carefree primary school days in pcps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are there so many songs about rainbows&lt;br /&gt;and what's on the other side?&lt;br /&gt;Rainbows are visions, but only illusions,&lt;br /&gt;and rainbows have nothing to hide.&lt;br /&gt;So we've been told and some choose to believe it.&lt;br /&gt;I know they're wrong, wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection.&lt;br /&gt;The lovers, the dreamers and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said that every wish would be heard&lt;br /&gt;and answered when wished on the morning star?&lt;br /&gt;Somebody thought of that and someone believed it.&lt;br /&gt;Look what it's done so far.&lt;br /&gt;What's so amazing that keeps us star gazing&lt;br /&gt;and what do we think we might see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection.&lt;br /&gt;The lovers, the dreamers and me.&lt;br /&gt;All of us under its spell.  We know that it's probably magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been half asleep and have you heard voices?&lt;br /&gt;I've heard them calling my name.&lt;br /&gt;Is this the sweet sound that called the young sailors.&lt;br /&gt;The voice might be one and the same.&lt;br /&gt;I've heard it too many times to ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;It's something that I'm supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection.&lt;br /&gt;The lovers, the dreamers and me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason Mraz's has a very jazzed-up version of this song, but I'd say I prefer the old straight-forward version. Brings out the innocence in the song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-4430578489814232068?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4430578489814232068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4430578489814232068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/04/rinbow-connection.html' title='Rinbow Connection'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://img.youtube.com/vi/jSFLZ-MzIhM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-5412595251661602295</id><published>2011-04-24T00:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T10:44:31.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l550oksH3z1qbziyuo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 311px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l550oksH3z1qbziyuo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typing with my keyboard at home is such a noisy affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with my cousins and we had lotsa fun as usual, can't really put a finger down to what we really had fun doing, since we were just eating and talking, but I guess it's just the thing about spending time with people whom you've spent so much time growing up with. We ate at this korean restaurant somewhere in Novena, that place is seriously just a mess to me; I think my sense of direction is getting totally screwed up these days because I've been so reliant on others. Can you believe that I still don't really know my way around JP? Guess I've always been blindly following people around in there since somebody WILL know their way around in there right, I mean, as normal NTU students. I'm still trying very hard to remember the way from my house to the bus stop even though I should already know it, having walked from my house to the bus stop once and back (with my brother whom I happily followed blindly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elections is such a hot topic since this year seems to have the most hapz candidates, can't wait to see the results. It's just too bad that I can't vote yet, I think PAP needs to start raising the age limit thing on voting if they want their reign to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents went off to some part of China again, so no meal-providers again. Ordered KFC just now for dinner cos neither of us was willing to trek all the way out to the mrt area just to buy dinner. Yea we're lazy people. I gotta say, I'm most impressed with their service! Though I can't believe they still registered my address as NJ's address, the lady was so polite and so patient (like hello she was willing to wait for me to search for my postal code!) Okay maybe I'm overreacting, but as someone who used to order KFC on a regular basis, I only remember being real pissed off with their service. Like hello why am I (the customer) more polite than you huh. And omg they even called back to tell me that my order will be 15-20 mins late. Since when did you guys care about this man. And hungry me was counting down to the timing they promised (9.30) and my doorbell rang at 9.29! Actually I'm quite sure its all a coincidence, but it was nevertheless a very happifying experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="853" height="510" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tSdELZxEnHY?rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having my usual pre-exams syndrome of being overly optimistic about my abilities to mug last minute again. Help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-5412595251661602295?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/5412595251661602295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/5412595251661602295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/04/weekend.html' title='Weekend'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://img.youtube.com/vi/tSdELZxEnHY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-2385194157856520371</id><published>2011-04-17T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T18:47:18.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The time we spend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/angular_momentum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 386px;" src="http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/angular_momentum.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-2385194157856520371?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2385194157856520371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2385194157856520371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/04/time-we-spend.html' title='The time we spend'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-1175577616611317292</id><published>2011-04-16T19:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:17:45.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just can't fit into them</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs22/f/2008/029/6/0/Foot_Prints_by_nooranik21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 538px; height: 355px;" src="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs22/f/2008/029/6/0/Foot_Prints_by_nooranik21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop forcing my feet into the footprints he left behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-1175577616611317292?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1175577616611317292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1175577616611317292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/04/stop-forcing-my-feet-into-footprints-he.html' title='Just can&apos;t fit into them'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-1953989750688498652</id><published>2011-04-16T18:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:17:41.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If only</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljmiitUe9o1qa3vt1o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 350px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljmiitUe9o1qa3vt1o1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Why can't you just understand for once, that I'm no longer the kid who flinches at the slightest show of displeasure from you, that I can and am already taking care of myself? FYI, "because I said so" is no longer enough to convince me that you're right and it's getting increasingly difficult for me to even bother respecting your unreasonable opinions or even tolerating them. I mean, come on, seriously. Do we expect a 20-year-old to get KO-ed by this mini level 1 move you use to threaten 4-year-olds? I think that won't even be able to convince our modern upz-to-date 4-year-olds of today.  You know, it's not like you can keep controlling someone forever, stop being so bloody possessive. Why can't you just be a lil more open-minded about some things and stop avoiding the problemzzz. As if such things will vanish without a trace if you pretended not to see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-1953989750688498652?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1953989750688498652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1953989750688498652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_16.html' title='If only'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-2479843641297200830</id><published>2011-04-13T22:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T14:18:06.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Third Last Week</title><content type='html'>Looked forward so much to something and when the time actually comes, I got some kinda unexpectedly neutral feeling. Happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are 3 weeks away!(Emphasized to create more impact/stress)&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's probably useless to just count down and stress without doing anything concrete about it all. It's actually very useless to do so and it does not help when FM happens to be the very freaking first paper that I'll be slain by this sem. Morale-debooster much. Talking about morale-deboosters, my 101 tutor just went through the midterms paper just now. Oh. My. God. Found another mistake in impairment loss which will be costing me my second part. Okay I'm reacting prematurely, I should only start worrying after I get it back right... Idk, maybe I'm just aiming for too much this sem. In comparison, I've definitely been more consistent with my work this sem; I'll be in deep shit if I were any slacker than last sem. But I don't have that &lt;i&gt;feel&lt;/i&gt; of can-do-it which I probably had last time. The confidence equation of study=A doesn't apply anymore zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During PSLE, it was simple. Effort(Study+Practice) = A*&lt;br /&gt;O levels, Effort(Study+Practice)-Procrastination = A1 (subjected to changed due to bell-curve)&lt;br /&gt;A levels, Effort(Time)(Study+Practice)-Procrastination^2 = A (subjected to changed due to bell-curve)&lt;br /&gt;Uni?! I don't know...Effort(Time/4)(Study+Practice)+(Level of awake-ness in class)(Speaking up sai for class part)+(Time/4)(Effort on projects-Inefficiency)(Effort of members)-(Time/2)(Effort to understand)(Weird concepts+Lecturer's accent)-Procrastination^3 = Insanity?&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: uni is damn complicated and grades are damn unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yea I know. There's no such thing as aiming too high and bla because you have to aim for the sky and what, you'll at least land amongst the stars right. So its not foolish to fall short of your own uber high expectations because then you won't regret not having tried in the first place. Sounds reasonable enough... but I don't care, since I've actually bothered having expectations of myself, what's the point of not getting what I've set out to achieve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I've started to fear more as I grow older. Fear of not reaching my own expectations, fear of failing in others' eyes, fear of losing something that meant a lot to me, fear of just about everything you can ever be afraid of. Tsktsk, ignorance was bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho I found my sec 1 blog! I was all over Inuyasha at that time and I was like (what...) making layouts with inuyasha themes, tsktsk, those carefree days when life was all about school, food and maple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should put off updating once a month, for a week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-2479843641297200830?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2479843641297200830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2479843641297200830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/04/third-last-week.html' title='Third Last Week'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-2221638085199696940</id><published>2011-04-10T11:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T12:02:23.943+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>New Chapter</title><content type='html'>Changed my blogskin cos I just felt like it and I deleted a few links off my page cos those blogs are DEAD. This weekend is kinda slack cos I forgot to bring my accounting book back home, so I only had FM and IT to do. BOTH DONE :D I feel so accomplished even though I have been really very slack haha. But really! There's nothing much for me to do (yea, I'll just gawk and die later when I get back to hall and see the mountain of homework I left there). Need to pre-read lectures, need to do my last week + coming tutorials, need to start digesting FM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm officially sick of searching for/organizing possible holidays. Too last-minute, too many restrictions. Lesson learnt #1: do not try to go holidays with friends who are going to do surgeries. because then they will have very very little available dates which makes holidays very hard to plan. Lesson learnt #2: last minute = fully booked stuffs. It pays to be kiasu sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-2221638085199696940?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2221638085199696940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2221638085199696940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-chapter.html' title='New Chapter'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-347538360625184713</id><published>2011-04-09T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T18:40:40.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_liw2yquhEj1qh1969o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_liw2yquhEj1qh1969o1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've officially moved over to the temporary place so that the workers can renovate our old house. I must say that this place is really conducive for studying since it is like... empty and food-less gosh. AND there's no internet here -_- okay correction, I meant to say no working internet. Don't know what's wrong with the wireless, so it should have been a very very conducive place for me to study without the distractions from Facebook and what have you. But! There's this wonderful thing called internet tethering and so... I can still access the internet heheh. I'm getting quite excited to see the end product though moving back will be a pain, I guess it will be nice to get a new interior - maybe it will feel like a new home in a familiar place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-347538360625184713?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/347538360625184713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/347538360625184713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/04/moving-on.html' title='Moving on'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-108095355480054177</id><published>2011-04-07T12:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T15:15:23.052+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Mugmugmug</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_liohk2pOMR1qedcspo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 278px;" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_liohk2pOMR1qedcspo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that has to wait till... I don't know when. Life just isn't that simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this week, so far, has been quite productive and normal in some sense since I spent it on lectures, homework, laughing meals with the usual group etc. After I realized how exams are REALLY just one month away, plus the fact that I'm not there at all (yet), I have been more pro-actively trying to not procrastinate. And I must say that I'm quite proud of myself for being on top of things (so far). Hope I don't run out of steam till after exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like something quite exciting happened this morning, Kejun was like saying that we could set up some relay system business where one person can call up two to inform them something like "HO knocking on doors now! Quick hide your friends/mahjong tables/illegal fridges or whatever!" then those two can relay the message and so on. 50cents for this amazing service, cheap right. Hahaha. But since the relay system can get (and will probably be) broken halfway and nobody really knows who can be that first all-knowing person who WILL know when HO is going around knocking doors, I think this idea won't work. One person can just do some mass sms service and reap all the profits haha. Okay, maybe a better alternative would be to suck up to all your neighbours to make sure nobody tips off the HO. Ji mafan yi xia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-108095355480054177?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/108095355480054177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/108095355480054177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/04/but-that-has-to-wait-till_07.html' title='Mugmugmug'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-7984458324605895473</id><published>2011-04-04T16:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T16:44:58.993+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Post-midterms Jitters</title><content type='html'>Uh. Accounting was pretty depressing. Maybe I just had too high an expectation for myself? It probably takes more than just that to reach the goal I've envisioned so... that's that. I just need to be more onz, starting from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roughly one more month to the start of exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfxef0zuTv1qb9l3ro1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 512px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfxef0zuTv1qb9l3ro1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-7984458324605895473?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/7984458324605895473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/7984458324605895473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/04/uh.html' title='Post-midterms Jitters'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-5057106006311362931</id><published>2011-03-31T13:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T13:57:30.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Pre-midterms Procrastination</title><content type='html'>I must say... I love to do anything but study when I have to do nothing but study. So there I was, youtubing, twitting, looking through my collection of bookmarked discount websites and reading xiaxue's blog when I have accounting midterms (which accounts for 20% of my core mod) in about 6.5 hours' time. Jess was like asking me just now, "are you going to be in the whole day?" Me: "yea, I have midterms later." Jess: "WHAT?! And what are you doing now? Is &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; going to be tested later?" Haha I wish. Reading about Peter Coffin and how Xiaxue crushed his online reputation, knowing that it is going to be tested sounds pretty... Actually it sounds pretty strange. Never mix bitchy stuffs with exams and never mess with Xia Xue. Anyway, her friend just walked into our room just now and I just totally assumed that he was her, until he spoke. Shock of my life, luckily I wasn't changing or anything. Maybe I should put up a sign outside door: Knock before entering. Well, that might be copying the idea of pasting "please flush" signs in toilet cubicles but oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I feel kind of lost for accounting. Lost, as in don't know what to study for. Can't say that I have the ultimate confidence to pawn the midterms later, but I really don't know what to study for anymore (HAHA as if I've studied a lotlotlot for it), and I don't want to be be doing past year papers either. I mean, that = damn imba already. I'm not that and I'll probably be skipping all the overhead and ratio questions anyway so no point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that if I don't spend so much time everyday on the net doing random rubbishy stuffs that has no meaning/impact whatsoever on my life, I can actually re-subscribe to wow! After I hit 85 on all my alts of course. Okay, hitting 85 shall be my main goal this holiday. Oh my god, holiday! I shall sleep 12 hours and wow everyday. That's ... impossible, sadly. And... don't think we can get to go anywhere this hols. It's kinda hard to find the people to go with? The topic of "going overseas" is kinda getting sickening, as is the topic of "staying hall". Donch know if I can get to stay next sem, donch know what to say, really, when people ask me if I can stay hall next sem. I donch decide that. Guess that's what happens when one donch network properly. /shrugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Should. Do. Some. Studying.&lt;br /&gt;And stop cracking my neck all the time. It feels shiok for about 3 seconds after the cracking? Then I start wondering about how my neck's health (or the lack of it) will be like 40 years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the 19348631794th time, I so need to get rid of the useless 'life' tag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-5057106006311362931?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/5057106006311362931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/5057106006311362931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/03/pre-midterms-procrastination.html' title='Pre-midterms Procrastination'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-5723611084525667091</id><published>2011-03-24T12:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T12:50:22.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Quizzes</title><content type='html'>This week is the week where I finally have my first quizzes for the sem and I must say... the feeling of finally having clear priorities cos of the eminent deadlines feels kinda comforting; probably cos I'm more used to the procrastinator's life where what I have to do today is what is due tomorrow. I mean, I get pretty lost when I have nothing undone due today/tomorrow or the day after, I'll be like, what should I do what should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway for the quizzes, FM was kinda shitty since they tested all about theory stuffs and it was MCQ. Theory questions + essay style = can crap. Calculations questions + MCQ = can tikam. And of all the many many combinations possible (okay, only 4), our tutor chose to give us theory MCQs. Apparently that's how FM questions are all going to be like. I'm so going to die before, during and after the exams. CS100 left me feeling smug even though I didn't have the confirm feel of a winner, I miss studying for this kinda of subjects. Gosh why am I doing what I'm doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blaw essay. Due tomorrow, yet to be finished. Hello another sleepless night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accounting midterms. I feel quite psyched to study/practice for it somehow because I think I'm actually starting to like Accounting, which is strange beyond strange. Must be my inner Chancey waking up to the weekly tutorials of facing herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I probably have said this before and I am going to say it again, that I think my "life" tag is pretty lame. WHICH one of my posts aren't going to be about my life? That one out of a hundred probably.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-5723611084525667091?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/5723611084525667091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/5723611084525667091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/03/quizzes.html' title='Quizzes'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-5959448585250401099</id><published>2011-03-20T13:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T13:56:56.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip: malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>End of Recess week</title><content type='html'>Don't think I accomplished much during this recess week, I seemed to have done less than last week's recess week. My priorities were something like: FM, Blaw, CS100, Acct project, Acct midterms. Oops, IT is just somewhere inside that horrendous pile of stuffs I have to do lah huh. Anyway, I've done more Accounting than anything else -.- Guess I just like accounting more, so I do it faster while I procrastinate the others + get demoralized by not being able to do/understand them. Zzz. Re-did all my FM tutorials though I sort of stumbled my way through without really knowing what I understand or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went JB to make contacts and finally did the rs changing thingy on fb! Should upload more photos onto fb right haha. JB was fun and... I still can't really decide if it's cheap or expensive cos we did spend quite a lot even though things are cheaper there. Sang K for 4 hours? Went for this thai massage thing which was really goooood. Made my contacts there too, CHEAP stuffs, I really can't emphasize this enough. There's probably nothing much to do at City Square, except K, movie, massage and probably seafood dinner? But it's the company that really matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was packing my room, realized that it's pretty hard to fit my life into just a few boxes, The books took up like 5 boxes?! Just the books. And one more "yearbooks and random books that I don't really want but can't get the permission to dispose of" box still to be packed. I just realized that I have so much unwanted stuffs in my room, I'm amazed by how much I can store in just a room. Why must we move at such a time -.- I have like work to do, sleeping time to clock, work to procrastinate, etc and on top of ALL that, I still have to decide which part of my life I'm ready to discard? Argh. Okay it's not that bad, I'm probably exaggerating, but it does take more than a day to properly pack up my room. A day, is what I cannot spare right now. Haha, even though I do have hours to spare for FB, twitter, blogging and iPhone games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I also found my primary school diaries! So I've been diary-ing since I was 10! Heh heh, it's interesting to see how my handwriting changed from really roundish and untidy in pri4 to roundish and tidy in sec1 to narrow and NEAT in sec 3. Then uh, to the current artistic style? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get some things done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-5959448585250401099?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/5959448585250401099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/5959448585250401099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/03/end-of-recess-week.html' title='End of Recess week'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-3066706590413392586</id><published>2011-03-15T11:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T11:17:48.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>First Proper day of Muggingzzz</title><content type='html'>Went JB yesterday, cheap everything plus great company! And I just realized that we went to JB exactly 2 months ago. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal of the day: must 摸 FM 的底, 摸得清清楚楚!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-3066706590413392586?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/3066706590413392586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/3066706590413392586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/03/first-proper-day-of-muggingzzz.html' title='First Proper day of Muggingzzz'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-4244955164108140183</id><published>2011-03-13T12:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T12:52:25.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Recess Week</title><content type='html'>Hello recess week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)FM quiz&lt;br /&gt;2)CS100 quiz&lt;br /&gt;3)Blaw essay&lt;br /&gt;4)Accounting midterms&lt;br /&gt;5)Accounting project&lt;br /&gt;6)IT project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some week I'll be having huh.  Anyway I so have to put in extra effort for FM because I'm still pretty screwed for it. Need. To. Pretend. To. Love. It. Enough for me to convince myself that its worth studying anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the me last sem, recess week sem 2 is when I'll start re-doing my tutorials and doing papers. What the...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-4244955164108140183?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4244955164108140183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4244955164108140183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/03/recess-week.html' title='Recess Week'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-7794381721386770213</id><published>2011-03-03T13:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T13:44:41.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs10/i/2006/122/a/e/a_melody_left_abandoned_by_fallnangeltears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs10/i/2006/122/a/e/a_melody_left_abandoned_by_fallnangeltears.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I'm in any position to complain because this is what I get for being indecisive. I need to know what I want and stay convicted to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-7794381721386770213?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/7794381721386770213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/7794381721386770213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/03/dont-think-im-in-any-position-to.html' title=''/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-8598892110400930606</id><published>2011-02-26T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T23:48:49.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inconcl</title><content type='html'>That was pretty angsty of me, I think in due time, our Tom will probably start to accept WoW. He will start to see that, hey, things aren't happening the way I predicted! So maybe I was wrong! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Like, of cos you were wrong all the while, congrats for finally realizing it. Okay whatever, sleeping takes priority over contemplating such stuffs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-8598892110400930606?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/8598892110400930606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/8598892110400930606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/02/inconcl.html' title='Inconcl'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-5432663258171512664</id><published>2011-02-26T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T23:12:36.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_aaFVjQFYHis/TWkT06AAc7I/AAAAAAAABlw/V3rVWXuJVQQ/s288/My%20Uploaded%20Photos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You know you're avoiding it and you're just avoiding any discussions about it because you're afraid that you'll start to see my point. I think we're both well aware that you're being unreasonable about it, stubborn much. Shouldn't you at least know what you're objecting to? It's like, Tom declared that he's anti-WoW even though he knows nothing about gaming. And he kinda avoids knowing anything about WoW? He probably just knows that it's a game. Full stop. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I mean, fine, object to something if you know it enough to be able to give reasons for your objections. I can't respect you for repeated "no"s without reasons. It's kinda even more frustrating when we both know that you're reason-less? Talk about unfair. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-5432663258171512664?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/5432663258171512664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/5432663258171512664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/02/post-created-feb-26-2011-225349.html' title='DUE'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://lh5.ggpht.com/_aaFVjQFYHis/TWkT06AAc7I/AAAAAAAABlw/V3rVWXuJVQQ/s72-c/My%20Uploaded%20Photos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-6070469157639147306</id><published>2011-02-23T16:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T16:47:34.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>IT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cloudtweaks.com/http://www.cloudtweaks.com/web/content//cloud_24-1024x514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 199px;" src="http://www.cloudtweaks.com/http://www.cloudtweaks.com/web/content//cloud_24-1024x514.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloud Computing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-6070469157639147306?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6070469157639147306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6070469157639147306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/02/it.html' title='IT'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-163845595184647447</id><published>2011-02-21T13:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T13:36:30.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The phrase "doing my dailies" now refers to checking of facebook, twitter, emails and probably tending to my bakery story, trade nations and smurfs.&lt;br /&gt;This is so bloody sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-163845595184647447?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/163845595184647447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/163845595184647447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/02/phrase-doing-my-dailies-now-refers-to.html' title=''/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-275787533032435264</id><published>2011-02-21T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T11:51:00.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Monday Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs24/f/2007/337/5/6/___Monday_blues____by_Liek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 264px;" src="http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs24/f/2007/337/5/6/___Monday_blues____by_Liek.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-275787533032435264?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/275787533032435264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/275787533032435264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/02/monday-blues.html' title='Monday Blues'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-1970550327943119832</id><published>2011-02-18T11:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T11:30:36.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/047/2/b/smile_by_trending-d39pcgx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 265px;" src="http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/047/2/b/smile_by_trending-d39pcgx.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we'll just keep making assumptions about each other's thoughts based on certain actions/words and we'll never get anything confirmed. Let's just act as though nothing has happened and we'll be fine through this sem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-1970550327943119832?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1970550327943119832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1970550327943119832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/02/so-well-just-keep-making-assumptions.html' title=''/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-693847213127544043</id><published>2011-02-17T12:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T12:18:53.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Been trying to keep up with all the work and readings, except for FM. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clean record so far for all lectures and tutorials!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-693847213127544043?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/693847213127544043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/693847213127544043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/02/been-trying-to-keep-up-with-all-work.html' title=''/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-8718154336973897177</id><published>2011-02-11T12:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T12:09:00.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/057/6/a/Smile__it__s_Friday_by_meppol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 399px;" src="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/057/6/a/Smile__it__s_Friday_by_meppol.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAAAYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;Bizzlaw tutorial in the morning was quite good actually, I'm glad I swapped to this class! The tutor was nice and funny AND pretty slack haha. Our old tutor was funny in a gay-sarcastic way and blabla I prefer this new one :D I'd rather have a 5-day week then have a 4-day week, still go home on a Friday and attend the kind of tutorial class where I have to fight for the chance to ask some kind of rubbish to get a tick next to my name plus a gay response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly realize that my 'life' tag is pretty lame and unneeded. Too late /shrugs. Whoa, typing that makes me miss WoW so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-8718154336973897177?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/8718154336973897177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/8718154336973897177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/02/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-1746481848453776784</id><published>2011-02-10T12:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T11:18:02.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs45/i/2009/146/c/d/Tuesday_by_Jay_Cougar_Prints.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 399px;" src="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs45/i/2009/146/c/d/Tuesday_by_Jay_Cougar_Prints.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello 830 tutorials, I think I actually like that idea now. It means that I'm forced to wake up early and I won't sleep my mornings away. More time to procrastinate away, more time to pretend to mug, more time to give myself a fake sense of security hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally checked my distance points today, 7! That means that I get 14 points if I opt to stay with a foreigner. Er. A bit the not enough ah. Oh wells, guess I'll just ... see how. Anyway, I had a pretty productive day today, the earlier part of it anyway, since  I got so caught up with my sense of achievement that I just slacked the later part of the day away haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is going home today -.- nobody has lessons on a FRIDAY oh man... Can't wait for tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-1746481848453776784?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1746481848453776784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1746481848453776784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/02/hello-830-tutorials-i-think-i-actually_10.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-4704963921554847288</id><published>2011-02-09T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T11:12:12.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>HOOC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs51/i/2010/097/2/a/barely_out_of_Tuesday_by_Ex_Mea_Sententia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 265px;" src="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs51/i/2010/097/2/a/barely_out_of_Tuesday_by_Ex_Mea_Sententia.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa its HOOC already. That was fast. I think I'm getting used to packing my bag the night before and waking up at 740 now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to watch cheerleading and jam band; guess I wasn't observant enough, I thought our cheerleaders only made a mistake and should have at least gotten a position that will be satisfactory for them. Oh wells. Anyway, jam band was awesome! They totally pawned hall8 man, no fight at all. They even got the whole hall singing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-4704963921554847288?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4704963921554847288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4704963921554847288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/02/whoa-its-hocc-already.html' title='HOOC'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-2031455473674331242</id><published>2011-02-08T12:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T11:02:34.408+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Busy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/028/d/b/dbab52ba7c4be8bb1e9acc7f5467a431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 590px;" src="http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/028/d/b/dbab52ba7c4be8bb1e9acc7f5467a431.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two 4-hour seminars with a project meeting stuck in between, all back-to-back. It was a tiring day so I'm really glad that it's over. FM was shit, totally catch no ball. Looks like I'll be doing a lot of unproductive self-study before I can start seeing any light in this module. And looks like I'll be procrastinating for this subject. A lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-2031455473674331242?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2031455473674331242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2031455473674331242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/02/busy-day.html' title='Busy Day'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-5432686601416729407</id><published>2011-02-07T11:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T12:01:54.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Post CNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/279/7/3/monday_by_culpeo_fox-d307oz4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 404px; height: 159px;" src="http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2010/279/7/3/monday_by_culpeo_fox-d307oz4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY flew by and there were the usual stuffs; house visiting, ang-baos, kopping our favourite snacks from relatives' houses, answering the usual questions (what you studying now? what course? what career prospects? how old? --&gt;time flies --&gt;start reminiscing about the times when we were all brawling kids etc --&gt; cue for us to quietly leave). I guess there's some difference since the fact that I've upgraded to uni level opens up a new channel of questions available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't do any work during CNY unless you count 1.5 chapters of bizzlaw as work. Since there's no more excuses like CNY to distract myself from anti-procrastination thoughts, I. Have. To. Start. Not. Procrastinating. How sad. Anyway I can't access Edventure now haha, it has been acting weird ever since they changed it into the new site. Oh wells, can't watch the videos for IT. Oh, accounting lecture was interesting today, finally I see something... that looks and sounds like accounting. I'm actually getting a bit excited about it now, probably because I haven't started doing tutorial yet. I'll probably be pulling my hair out over it, but I still can't wait to start tutorials (but not NOW) cos I'll either get more excited if I really find it interesting, or my excitement for it will just die if I realize that it's ... not my style. Whichever. Getting excited for something so quantitative is pretty disturbing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-5432686601416729407?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/5432686601416729407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/5432686601416729407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/02/post-cny.html' title='Post CNY'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-4371618321254355878</id><published>2011-01-31T13:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T13:53:00.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aaFVjQFYHis/TUOrvqgAyRI/AAAAAAAABk8/RPulc0GObA8/s1600/IMG_0554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aaFVjQFYHis/TUOrvqgAyRI/AAAAAAAABk8/RPulc0GObA8/s400/IMG_0554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567482399710824722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lectures today were good (: Sitting in the front rows sure has its advantages; less people/ laptops to distract me. And the weather today is like, freezing cold. It feels like Japan in June! I think I like this weather despite the rain heheh. I'm going to get CS100, guess it wasn't as hard/impossible as I thought it would be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first reunion dinner tonight, and it's going to be during the hockey finals =.= I kinda hope that the finals will be postponed due to the weather, cos it should be a fun match. Well, the weather looks promisingly rainy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let there be no bizzlaw tut this Wednesday... I haven't done the tutorial and I don't want to have an 830 lesson on NY eve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-4371618321254355878?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4371618321254355878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4371618321254355878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/01/lectures-today-were-good-sitting-in.html' title=''/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_aaFVjQFYHis/TUOrvqgAyRI/AAAAAAAABk8/RPulc0GObA8/s72-c/IMG_0554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-6136319529128890356</id><published>2011-01-30T13:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T17:37:38.518+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfgd9u9svF1qc2yu0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 266px;" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfgd9u9svF1qc2yu0o1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if this weekend was productive or not, but I did fm. Sort of? And I skyped. A lot. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-6136319529128890356?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6136319529128890356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6136319529128890356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-2986076505093622122</id><published>2011-01-29T13:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T13:52:57.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/6635174/tumblr_lfoby5j3wE1qe9ozmo1_500_large.jpg?1296119356"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/6635174/tumblr_lfoby5j3wE1qe9ozmo1_500_large.jpg?1296119356" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH make them real and let me eat them! I can't believe that CNY is just a few days away and my house has no CNY goodies other than the ones I brought back from hall =.= we must be waiting for the offers that will come on the eve. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is FM day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-2986076505093622122?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2986076505093622122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2986076505093622122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/01/ahhhh-make-them-real-and-let-me-eat.html' title=''/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-4808273933506376880</id><published>2011-01-28T16:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T13:29:53.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hockey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lexnkp3mdn1qzyzlgo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 259px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lexnkp3mdn1qzyzlgo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WON SEMIS YESTERDAY AND WE'RE ONTO THE FINALS!&lt;br /&gt;But the finals is on 31st at 7pm. SAME DAY SAME TIMING AS MY REUNION DINNER ahhh I'm going to get killed. I hate this kind of dilemmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for CS117 lecture yesterday and it looks interesting actually. Sort of made me think: "why am I doing accountancy" again, but ah.. now's not the time to think about these. Anyway the course looks interesting, but it's very very not appealing as an elective. Too much hard work for just 3aus and there's no guarantee for an A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather yesterday was pretty rainy so we didn't go cycling. We went to watch the movie Green Hornet and it was a lil crappy but entertaining nonetheless :D AND I FINALLY GOT AN IPHONE COVER. It was kinda pricey but I finally found what I want and I'm not going to miss this chance to buy it haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It going to be the weekends again... And I shall aim to ... do what I've never managed to do last sem.  YEAA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-4808273933506376880?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4808273933506376880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4808273933506376880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-17933204731876667</id><published>2011-01-27T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T12:33:12.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Silver Linings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l37zvvjviH1qb1r3eo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 402px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l37zvvjviH1qb1r3eo1_500.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D This version is so much more appealing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hey, this acct class swap thing was actually a blessing in disguise heheh. My tutor is good! So... the 830 is worth it. Anyway everyone used to get up way earlier last time for primary, secondary and jcs so waking up at 8 should be nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay time to do fm. Fml.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-17933204731876667?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/17933204731876667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/17933204731876667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/01/silver-linings.html' title='Silver Linings'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-9126909419773399954</id><published>2011-01-26T15:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T12:33:35.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Screwed TT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfgn0ou46y1qbziyuo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 396px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfgn0ou46y1qbziyuo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wanna eat the matcha macaroons the pastry chef used to leave for us to "sample"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found uSwap and swapped my acct class to an 830 class -.- and this guy who was supposed to switch his cs100 for my cs117 pangseh-ed me so now I'm like stuck with a 5-day week with 4 days of 830 and no cs100 -.- Screwed up time table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But looking on the bright side, it means that my days end pretty early (like 1030) and since I stay hall, 3-day and 5-day doesn't really matter that much I guess. And cs117 sounds pretty interesting. And I might still get cs100! Time to get used to waking up at 8!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-9126909419773399954?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/9126909419773399954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/9126909419773399954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/01/makes-me-wanna-eat-matcha-macaroons.html' title='Screwed TT'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-6884393546164638272</id><published>2011-01-25T15:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T19:01:55.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>3 X 830</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcfi0g7k8n1qa5ou2o1_r1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 222px;" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcfi0g7k8n1qa5ou2o1_r1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days of 830 makes me feel proud of myself for waking up at 6plus for the past 12 years of my life. AND two boring seminars squeezed in one day can seriously kill. Argh. Oh oh my god my friend wants to drop her cs100 -.- like huh, how can you! I so wanna take it from her, but I don't think I can swap my acct class with anyone so... yea. It's pretty hard to even find any potential prey without facebooking it which is what I don't wanna do so... I shall just use the power of traditional communicative tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've lost my ability to talk/think sense after that gruelling 8hours of trying (but failing) to understand all that gibberish and not zone out. Not falling asleep wasn't the issue -.- but paying attention was. Ahhhh...get used to it already! But anyways. Hurray for the 2-hour (only) tutorial tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-6884393546164638272?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6884393546164638272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6884393546164638272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/01/3-x-830.html' title='3 X 830'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-6312938309801272824</id><published>2011-01-24T15:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T19:00:33.868+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>S2D1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lffnl7DyF31qd36g8o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 255px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lffnl7DyF31qd36g8o1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me wants a cat too! and me wants to sleep too! Acct lecture was... I forgot what happened. But anyway, bizzlaw was pretty interesting today! And I got the pineapple tarts + shrimp rolls I ordered the other day, I just can't stop eating the pineapple tarts hahaha. I think I'll finish it before this week ends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-6312938309801272824?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6312938309801272824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6312938309801272824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/01/s2d1.html' title='S2D1'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-3038168016296240043</id><published>2011-01-23T14:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T15:55:54.483+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>SCHOOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lf67br2zyl1qb7st9o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 608px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lf67br2zyl1qb7st9o1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh it's going to be tomorrow soon! But then again that means that CNY is coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, that just means that life is moving on without really caring about whether we're ready for it to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again there's nothing much we can do about it haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lf7iblLuax1qb0j8no1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lf7iblLuax1qb0j8no1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to go crazy over Harry Potter. The book, not the character or actor. And this picture totally reminds me of that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-3038168016296240043?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/3038168016296240043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/3038168016296240043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/01/school.html' title='SCHOOL'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-2468815160816829600</id><published>2011-01-19T14:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T15:54:13.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Urh</title><content type='html'>I CUT MY HAIR! I guess I don't really regret doing it, it HAS been what I've been itching to do since 2years ago? But I just didn't have enough courage to cut it this short. It will grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldemo5wGUT1qf9tkqo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 501px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ldemo5wGUT1qf9tkqo1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And uh, my gpa isn't like shit, it is THE shit. I guess I believed too much in this luck that periodically graces me with its presence? Or I was just testing the limits of this new system. Not a good idea, never was and never will be. Guess I have to work really hard next sem and hope that I'll get lucky this time. Uni is serious stuff huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lf8vp2Z7LQ1qfgpv0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lf8vp2Z7LQ1qfgpv0o1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-2468815160816829600?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2468815160816829600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2468815160816829600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-cut-my-hair-i-guess-i-dont-really.html' title='Urh'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-1349384569423877885</id><published>2011-01-17T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T11:22:30.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs32/f/2008/201/8/e/Love_by_AmazingEllie.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 117px;" src="http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs32/f/2008/201/8/e/Love_by_AmazingEllie.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-1349384569423877885?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1349384569423877885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1349384569423877885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-just-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-6467812831520666067</id><published>2011-01-08T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T21:15:44.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hockey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Week</title><content type='html'>Okay, I was so lazy that I nearly skipped updating about this whole week. We had about 2 squash trainings and I think I really like playing squash, for leisure. Same goes for badminton, got asked to play badminton because they just needed girls to avoid walk-overs. Talk about awkward man... I didn't even know which side of the court to stand throughout the game. Well, my skin probably grew thicker after that, and my wardrobe fuller with one more t-shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hockey was alright, I was really glad that we won both games. Relieved, even. Hope that things will continue in our favor during the next match, and may our next training, if we are even going to have one, be more girl-ful. Haha. I totally realized how little I have been exercising before this week when my whole body started aching after the hockey match. And it continued to ache right till today. Getting out of bed without all the painful reminders of me not exercising enough has never been sweeter. And my sport shoe crocodile-mouthed. That totally shows how little I've been exercising before this week haha. So I got a new pair of sport shoes cheap (since I'll probably not going to be wearing it much anyways) and I got an iPhone! like finally. For the first time in my life, my phone is more entertaining than my laptop haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nfp8fdkkw0/Swht9b8pufI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Fw8c93KbTJA/s1600/cinderella1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9Nfp8fdkkw0/Swht9b8pufI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Fw8c93KbTJA/s1600/cinderella1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cos the magic might wear off once once the clock strikes twelve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-6467812831520666067?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6467812831520666067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6467812831520666067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/01/cos-magic-might-wear-off-once-once.html' title='Week'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_9Nfp8fdkkw0/Swht9b8pufI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Fw8c93KbTJA/s72-c/cinderella1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-7373773150731403150</id><published>2011-01-01T13:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T11:38:05.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp'/><title type='text'>New Year Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go for all of my lectures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spend more time with family and convince him to do likewise&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not WoW so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On the first day of Kid's World we went to NTU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and met all our kakak and ah bang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On the second day of Kid's World we visit SDC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;watched Gulliver and visit many exhibitions there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On the third day of Kid's World we came back NTU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;played station games, learned carebear dance and sang this wonderful song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid's World was surprisingly fun and our group actually got second prize! Not that our group was cui or anything, but there were just other more outstanding (noisier) groups who were more showy or something. Usually I'll spend this post reminiscing/emo-ing about the past year and go on about how fast time flies, but I'm serious too hungry to type so much so maybe I'll do that tomorrow instead. LUNCH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-7373773150731403150?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/7373773150731403150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/7373773150731403150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-resolutions.html' title='New Year Resolutions'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-8714317363219074878</id><published>2010-12-28T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T00:08:58.676+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>HP</title><content type='html'>Went to watch Deathly Hallows part 1 yesterday and whew, I'm so glad that I don't remember a single thing from the book. It kinda allowed me to enjoy the movie and oh the soundtrack was like whoa. I'm so going to get all 7 movie soundtracks man because seriously, without the music, the movie will be nothing. After the movie, we went to grab ramen at ION. It was really nice though the soup base was too salty for my liking, as are most japanese ramen soup bases. We shopped around a little and got matching jackets before leaving for home with grande starbucks drinks. 3 things off our list with a half-day outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night we watched Inception and it was one cool movie. I don't know if it was the cause of my insomnia but I didn't really get much sleep last night... somehow. I was just always drifting in and out of lalaland and before I knew it, it was 8 in the morning and I was fully awake, waiting to snooze my alarm. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid's camp day 1 was much better than expected, our kids were like the best-behaved group there man. Even though we didn't do much, I think we were all pretty tired out by the end of the day, it was probably the mass dance which drained whatever energy we had? I'm kinda looking forward to Discovery center tomorrow, haven't been there in a long time :D Hope I won't have insomnia tonight again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-8714317363219074878?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/8714317363219074878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/8714317363219074878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2010/12/hp.html' title='HP'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-5015757808075031249</id><published>2010-12-26T17:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T20:38:36.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Dead Famous</title><content type='html'>Just finished reading one of my all-time favourite fanfiction and .... wow. Respect for that girl who wrote it. I'm assuming that she's a girl because, she just sounds like one. She totally knows what fangirls want man. Woosh. Good fanfiction isn't easy to chance upon and I think I pretty much combed through the whole Inuyasha fanfiction section back then when I was a crazy Inuyasha fan before finding what I found (: Here's the &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1548586/1/bDead_b_bFamous_b"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to it but it's far from being a one-shot, if it ever gets published, I think it will look the size of a Harry Potter book, number 3 maybe? I was quite surprised to find it still online since those fanfics I favorited were mostly removed due to... old age? It has been about 5 or 6 years I guess... Whew, those carefree years when time wasn't so much of an issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Christmas was just... Christmas spent with friends and all. I remember those days when we used to have huge family gatherings on Christmas or New Year's Eve, but as we all grow up, such gatherings just got increasingly difficult to organize I guess, so it just died out? So now Christmases are just, Christmases with friends, seldom family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to watch a few more episodes of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How I met Your Mother&lt;/span&gt; (I'm onto 18!) and I realized that while it IS a funny show, it's not quite what I'll really get hooked onto. I mean, it is funny and I can burn time watching it, but there's no real story line to make me hungry for the next episode. It's just, entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apad phase is dying, before I have even established it properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is my life so empty now that exams are over? Gosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-5015757808075031249?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/5015757808075031249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/5015757808075031249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2010/12/dead-famous.html' title='Dead Famous'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-804636582811224896</id><published>2010-12-25T14:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T00:51:04.345+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5245/5257770956_9117c60790_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 160px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5245/5257770956_9117c60790_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I had nothing much to do, I started to play with my long-forgotten twitter account. Don't know when I started having it, but I just realized its existence when one of my friends started following me. It was quite fun to start clicking and following people, but now when I actually start to think about what my first tweet should look like, it's not that fun anymore. Don't think I'm going to become an active twitter or whatever you call it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-804636582811224896?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/804636582811224896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/804636582811224896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_25.html' title='Christmas!'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://farm6.static.flickr.com/5245/5257770956_9117c60790_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-6249712079672701692</id><published>2010-12-24T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T14:56:47.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thrilld.com/images/photos/thumbs/th_500_334_1291911254_tumblr_ld2thklqlP1qao4gjo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 408px; height: 272px;" src="http://www.thrilld.com/images/photos/thumbs/th_500_334_1291911254_tumblr_ld2thklqlP1qao4gjo1_500.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The magic of Christmas :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh, pretty boring life I've got here, I just slept my Xmas eve away. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-6249712079672701692?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6249712079672701692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6249712079672701692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-2648807429257119282</id><published>2010-12-23T12:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T12:36:49.651+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>OVERR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thrilld.com/images/photos/thumbs/th_468_700_1283430259_Ym61K2jdzl9qmxupvwhN0Qw5o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 602px;" src="http://www.thrilld.com/images/photos/thumbs/th_468_700_1283430259_Ym61K2jdzl9qmxupvwhN0Qw5o1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tour de France! Check out my To-do list man. Heheheh. I look forward to striking them out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our uniforms made quite a lot of people in the exam hall go "what the f..." but I'm sure it will become something we won't regret having done in future :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-2648807429257119282?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2648807429257119282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2648807429257119282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2010/12/overr.html' title='OVERR!'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-6971167973258513030</id><published>2010-12-22T22:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T22:34:48.004+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama: breakout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>CHRIStmas</title><content type='html'>I know what I should be doing now, but I just can't bring myself to do it. Argh. I'm getting so so so sick of studying marketing. I think I'm going to be dreaming of advertising, brand building, direct marketing and all sorts of market strategies. Argh, may I dream of the answers to tomorrow's paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breakout&lt;/span&gt; today was... very zzz-ifying but only until Chris appeared, of cos. I felt like slapping that Zhou Jieming and that Xiao Ying so badly and oh, I watched the episode preview for tomorrow, Jeanette Aw got kidnapped! Good riddance manz, but that's not the direction the show is going I guess. And that... is a total turn off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for exams to be overrrrr, but the end is taking such a long time to come that I think I'm losing my enthusiasm for it. Haha. I have this sudden urge to spam Gintama, spam any anime, spam dramas,  spam manga, spam movies, spam WoW even though I'm still a bit  apprehensive about the new systems. That's pretty random, but I probably just need something  meaningless to devote my time to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs39/f/2008/356/3/7/Christmas_in_Paris_by_gilad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 584px;" src="http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs39/f/2008/356/3/7/Christmas_in_Paris_by_gilad.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go Paris! Or actually, some other place in France that's more scenic and less over-rated. This reminds me of a slow drive we took through an LA neighbourhood last time during Christmas. Every house in that neighbourhood was super decorated and there were all sorts of amazing things like santas on the roofs, reindeers on their lawns, huge candy canes and what have you. Beautiful stuff, too bad I can't spend enough time at home to set up our Christmas tree so that our house can have a slight Christmas feel to it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas this year has less of a "Christmas" feel to it as compared to the previous years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-6971167973258513030?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6971167973258513030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6971167973258513030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas.html' title='CHRIStmas'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-4207747952514946862</id><published>2010-12-20T21:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T00:15:20.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama: breakout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Buffet</title><content type='html'>Yuki no Yaki today (: We sat in there from 12-3+ and ate a lot lot. The ice cream teppanyaki was surprisingly fun and to think that we nearly missed it because we thought we were too full to try it. So foiled were our studying plans but I must say, we had lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because of that, I better chiong marketing like shit now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breakout&lt;/span&gt; today was... quite cool? I shall watch it tomorrow too, to find out why that "Chris" (swoons) killed that guy. Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade? Saudade. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Because I'll really go crazy if you keep leaving me alone like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-4207747952514946862?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4207747952514946862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4207747952514946862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2010/12/buffet.html' title='Buffet'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-2887264494422863724</id><published>2010-12-19T13:57:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T22:36:06.465+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gaming'/><title type='text'>Weekend</title><content type='html'>I don't know how I survived with that limited access to the internet at home, but I did. I realized that I depend too much on the internet for entertainment cos I had like, nothing much to do the past few days? I watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breakout&lt;/span&gt; on Friday night and that episode kinda put me off for this series because I think I know what's going to happen and I don't feel like watching it anymore because the Yang Zhen Feng isn't who I think he is.. Haha. We'll see how, maybe the next episode will redeem this series, but the episode preview was .... oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dyed my hair that night cos I just couldn't stand how it was, cut it the next day :D before meeting up with Jasmine, Zhong Wei and his friend Jia Ying. We were reminiscing about those days when we'll sleep during tuition, or go awww over photos of Zhong Wei's nephew, and how Zhong Wei used to start peeling and distributing oranges at random moments. Well, some things never change. Had dinner with my mum and brother after that and I realized that it was probably the first time in don't know how many million years since we last did that. I should have taken a photo of it or something. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I had nothing much to do after that and I really didn't want to start on marketing yet, I went to pack/clean my room! I found like 4 shoeboxes worth of momentoes I kept and wow, I didn't know that I was/am still such a sentimental person. Tangible somethings which stores intangible somethings huh. Found lots of interesting stuff and I re-organized them according to how old they were. My primary school shoebox had stuff like the first photo I took using those old film cameras, my primary school diaries, funny things which I used to consider as my treasures, a "good job" sticker my teacher gave me?! Hahaha. OH MY and I came across this suspiciously heavy bag of coins, and I found: $20 worth of five-cent coins! AHHHH how could I have done that to myself?! What kind of primary school treasure is that -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aaFVjQFYHis/TQ3RtTNlYgI/AAAAAAAABko/pihQacrEBGk/s1600/IMG_2598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aaFVjQFYHis/TQ3RtTNlYgI/AAAAAAAABko/pihQacrEBGk/s400/IMG_2598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552324491799257602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My secondary school stuffs were the more interesting ones, I found a diary! Oh my gosh, emogirlttmxz91. Found birthday cards, get-well cards, good-luck cards, all sorts of cards you'll only get from a girls school heheh. And my student handbook! Oh my, those days when we'll doodle rubbish on each other's handbooks and write song lyrics all over the place. Mm, and I got a shock when I found 3books worth of stories I wrote. I remember spending my secondary years dreaming of fantasy stories and stuff, but I've long forgotten about having written them down. Spent a good few hours wandering through my 14-year-old imaginations and I think.... that I was a pretty twisted person. What kind of disturbing animes did I watch?! Inuyasha? Black Cat? FMA? I can't believe I wrote such sadistic stuff huh, people were dying left right center! Anyway, I stopped all of my stories at cliffhangers -.- I mean, they are my stories and I do have a vague idea of where I wanted them to go, but why did I stop them, gosh. I think I'll try to continue them if I have the time, and refine those serious loopholes that are just so in-my-face. Oh, but I must say, my handwriting back then was so much nicer and neater, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My JC stuffs were mainly cards, cards and more cards. And... just cards? I think. Nothing much you can get out of two years huh. The last shoebox I packed out was full of travel momentoes: random train tickets, museum tickets, maps, brochures, hotel key cards, etc. And argh, while I was doing that, I could hear my brother playing cata. I saw him playing that in the morning, I was like ......................... and I went to get cata for myself when I went out. HAHA. But I'm not going to start playing, I'm really not going to. He was totally not helping by blasting the WoW stuffs on his speakers and I had to shut my door to keep my resolve from weakening. I shall ... just install the cata but not renew my subscription. So that I don't start playing so soon. Less allies chionging for level cap, less ill-feelings when people pvp. Actually, the thought of having to re-download and re-organize my addons is THE total turn-off. I mean, I have to do it for all 4 of my characters? Can die. Will die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to hall, back to marketing. Ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today sure took its own sweet time to come, didn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-2887264494422863724?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2887264494422863724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2887264494422863724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2010/12/weekend.html' title='Weekend'/><author><name>Liu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10919361838897864647</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_aaFVjQFYHis/TQ3RtTNlYgI/AAAAAAAABko/pihQacrEBGk/s72-c/IMG_2598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-2785079716102501154</id><published>2010-12-17T12:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T13:54:16.949+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Last Paper</title><content type='html'>OB is over! And so I have one more paper left 6 days later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm supposed to feel super happy, like super super happy and liberated. But I'm not... I'm just feeling stoned instead, whyyy...? Anyway, I just can't wait to fall asleep on my comfortable bed at home AFTER watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breakout&lt;/span&gt; tonight heehee. Ohmygosh I'm going to start sleeping at 10! And I shall wake up at 12 tomorrow, just in time for lunch with Jasmine and Zhong Wei haha. Wonderful plan, right :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-2785079716102501154?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2785079716102501154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2785079716102501154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-paper.html' title='Last Paper'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-1393162254087641841</id><published>2010-12-17T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T11:59:35.849+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama: breakout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>I can do it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thrilld.com/images/photos/thumbs/th_500_316_1292203864_tumblr_ld6w5keB1z1qc50l1o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 254px;" src="http://www.thrilld.com/images/photos/thumbs/th_500_316_1292203864_tumblr_ld6w5keB1z1qc50l1o1_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should switch to tumblr ah. But I don't wanna give up my current blog, so guess not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breakout&lt;/span&gt; today was very ahh-ifying even though that Zhou Jieming was very very irritating -.- Can't wait for the next episode! Miss those days when I used to download dramas and screencap like siao when my eye candy appears. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-1393162254087641841?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1393162254087641841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1393162254087641841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-can-do-it.html' title='I can do it!'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-2096655838968475276</id><published>2010-12-16T14:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T15:12:52.649+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gaming'/><title type='text'>A Trip to Neverland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5242/5258992724_7f139f6098_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5242/5258992724_7f139f6098_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always had this romanticist's idea of wandering around with nothing but a flute and a camera so that I can explore the world while basking for just enough to survive on each day. I'll never know what's going to happen tomorrow and life is just going to be life as it is. I mean, the image of being able to traipse anywhere and everywhere just to see and experience the never-ending wonders of the world...whoa. I need to get back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An ancient evil has risen, determined to shake Azeroth to its foundations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the world will never be the same. Deathwing has returned!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot about this, but we can fly everywhere now! Okay, get back to reality. Of exams!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-2096655838968475276?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2096655838968475276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2096655838968475276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2010/12/trip-to-neverland.html' title='A Trip to Neverland'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://farm6.static.flickr.com/5242/5258992724_7f139f6098_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-6526845292438520085</id><published>2010-12-15T20:53:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T22:40:20.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama: breakout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Music Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aaFVjQFYHis/TQjAS8A4-hI/AAAAAAAABkg/nxlFl8TfSAk/s1600/IMG_2597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aaFVjQFYHis/TQjAS8A4-hI/AAAAAAAABkg/nxlFl8TfSAk/s400/IMG_2597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550897972314176018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to national library with Kelly to study OB for a short while before meeting up with Deirdre, we went to check out the Mango sales items! I think I could have gotten a dress, but I just wasn't really in the mood for shopping I guess. Haha. Had an awesome lunch with the them + Li Chen, then we actually went to swenson's to eat ice cream and talk again. Funny how some things never change over time, kind of makes me miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more papers left, both 50% weightage. Compared to the intimidating 62% and 70%, 50 seems pretty friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmmyyyyggoooaaaaassshhh the 9pm show is just so exciting hahahaha. I really really want the Tang Ying to get together with the dunno-whats-his-name-handsome-dude. But I know they won't. But still.....&lt;i&gt; Three might actually be better than one, at least this room was livelier then. Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-6526845292438520085?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6526845292438520085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/6526845292438520085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2010/12/went-out-to-national-library-with-kelly.html' title='Music Outing'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_aaFVjQFYHis/TQjAS8A4-hI/AAAAAAAABkg/nxlFl8TfSAk/s72-c/IMG_2597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-4003302927361833534</id><published>2010-12-14T20:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T22:18:16.681+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>2 More Papers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aaFVjQFYHis/TQdl9klU4lI/AAAAAAAABkY/PhMhMuPO_Nw/s1600/IMG_2592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aaFVjQFYHis/TQdl9klU4lI/AAAAAAAABkY/PhMhMuPO_Nw/s400/IMG_2592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550517174224085586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so relaxed now when I know I shouldn't. I'm under the illusion that I have ample time to prepare for OB I guess. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;catchmyhintcatchmyhintcatchmyfreakinghintbeforeIbloodysnapatyou&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-4003302927361833534?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4003302927361833534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4003302927361833534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2010/12/2-more-papers.html' title='2 More Papers.'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_aaFVjQFYHis/TQdl9klU4lI/AAAAAAAABkY/PhMhMuPO_Nw/s72-c/IMG_2592.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-4029057230340470105</id><published>2010-12-13T15:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T02:38:12.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Love Story</title><content type='html'>No pictures today, I ran out of ideas.&lt;br /&gt;I just woke up and had Love Story ringing in my head. Why this song of all songs man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Romeo save me, I’ve been feeling so alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I keep waiting, for you but you never come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is this in my head? I don’t know what to think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He kneels to the ground and pulled out a ring and said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marry me Juliet, you’ll never have to be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you, and that’s all I really know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It’s a love story, baby just say yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudden moment of envy for this non-existing couple, must be nice to be so crazily in love with each other. I know I know, they don't even exist, right? And even if they do, not for long. Dreams aren't supposed to be remembered once you wake up, because they don't belong here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, I want to start watching all my movies and anime soon.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait, so that we can all play like shit and sleep like pigs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-4029057230340470105?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4029057230340470105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4029057230340470105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2010/12/love-story.html' title='Love Story'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-1503110887830887414</id><published>2010-12-12T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T23:27:45.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aaFVjQFYHis/TQTKL4KHeoI/AAAAAAAABkQ/l8q5AUTY-SQ/s1600/IMG_2587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aaFVjQFYHis/TQTKL4KHeoI/AAAAAAAABkQ/l8q5AUTY-SQ/s400/IMG_2587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549782946229484162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First paper tomorrow! I don't really see an A, I see double Gs. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;我突然感到很心虚，原来早已被你看穿了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-1503110887830887414?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1503110887830887414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1503110887830887414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2010/12/first-paper-tomorrow-i-dont-really-see.html' title=''/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_aaFVjQFYHis/TQTKL4KHeoI/AAAAAAAABkQ/l8q5AUTY-SQ/s72-c/IMG_2587.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-8288397727869879748</id><published>2010-12-11T14:20:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T09:31:15.937+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Because</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/344/b/a/winter_scape_by_matthewpoland-d34lycy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 277px;" src="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/344/b/a/winter_scape_by_matthewpoland-d34lycy.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because my life is more than just that &lt;i&gt;-You shouldn't dwell on the little things.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I'm getting tired of all these &lt;i&gt;-You're thinking too much, grow up.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because you're getting annoying &lt;i&gt;-You have no right to expect so much from others.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because I think you're too forgiving &lt;i&gt;-I don't deserve all that.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because time is too precious &lt;i&gt;-Then why are you blogging so much?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because there's the light beyond &lt;i&gt;-If I look long and hard, maybe.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I know that you're there &lt;i&gt;-and that's the light within.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that I never know if you're coming back tonight, or tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-8288397727869879748?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/8288397727869879748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/8288397727869879748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2010/12/because.html' title='Because'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-1257102768738507903</id><published>2010-12-10T20:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T23:47:11.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama: breakout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aaFVjQFYHis/TQIlFbsgHSI/AAAAAAAABkI/lz08aB6uqQc/s1600/IMG_2583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aaFVjQFYHis/TQIlFbsgHSI/AAAAAAAABkI/lz08aB6uqQc/s400/IMG_2583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549038466137857314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh... This episode of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breakout&lt;/span&gt; was all about Xiaoying and that Zhou Jieming... Boring ttm. And I have to wait till next Monday for the next episode?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe I actually feel that this room is getting too big for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-1257102768738507903?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1257102768738507903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1257102768738507903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2010/12/thank-you.html' title=''/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_aaFVjQFYHis/TQIlFbsgHSI/AAAAAAAABkI/lz08aB6uqQc/s72-c/IMG_2583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-1734161552520271577</id><published>2010-12-09T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T22:00:50.123+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Cold Comfort</title><content type='html'>I ran out of apad ideas! Guess there's only so many photos I can take in my room and I don't bring my camera everywhere I go so... Maybe today there'll be no picture, but something from deviantART instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs45/f/2009/126/e/3/e3967c5b2cf61a33167da2fc4835d87e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 401px;" src="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs45/f/2009/126/e/3/e3967c5b2cf61a33167da2fc4835d87e.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Life was never that fairytale in my dreams, it is just a matter of me  accepting reality as it is. I may refuse to face the facts so that I can  live a happier life in oblivion for now, but when the harsh reality becomes too  big a thing for me to ignore, that's when my little immature world  comes crashing down. And that's when I start getting all stressed up and  easily pissed, knowing that I have nobody to blame for this mess other  than myself. I suppose this is probably the time for me to grow up.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't be reading this kinda things now, but it was some sort of reminder for me: I need to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really think I need to attend all lectures and tutorials next semester. Like, seriously. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I got hooked onto the 9pm channel 8 show &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Breakout&lt;/span&gt;, its really cool haha. I can't believe it, I usually look down on local dramas (yes I know, I'm sorry), but this one's really intriguing. Love the atmosphere of the show! And I've been thinking about getting an iPhone these days for fun. Still not sure if I should really get it because I know I can definitely do without one, maybe I'm just itching to get something new. Maybe, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a sudden craving for mushrooms. Mishrooms. Mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't understand how some people can actually attitude me when I'm supposed to be the one doing that to them. Just who do you think you are huh. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I pay, she pays, you don't. Am I supposed to put up with you too just because..? That's just crap.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-1734161552520271577?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1734161552520271577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/1734161552520271577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2010/12/cold-comfort_09.html' title='Cold Comfort'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-3864964284621459979</id><published>2010-12-08T11:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T22:17:54.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apad'/><title type='text'>Mugging Screen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aaFVjQFYHis/TP8GEhwlCXI/AAAAAAAABkA/8CMl0QCvWXc/s1600/desktop1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aaFVjQFYHis/TP8GEhwlCXI/AAAAAAAABkA/8CMl0QCvWXc/s400/desktop1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548159940795107698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice is that :D Hope that I'll be able to take the same picture from the same angle one day.&lt;br /&gt;疯狂的梦没有了你还有什么用&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because I'm no mystical doe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-3864964284621459979?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/3864964284621459979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/3864964284621459979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2010/12/mugging-screen.html' title='Mugging Screen'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_aaFVjQFYHis/TP8GEhwlCXI/AAAAAAAABkA/8CMl0QCvWXc/s72-c/desktop1.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-2528486598409675652</id><published>2010-12-07T04:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T09:26:56.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions for you'/><title type='text'>Early~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aaFVjQFYHis/TP1MbNs_QbI/AAAAAAAABj4/5giU2wGYSRo/s1600/IMG_2561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aaFVjQFYHis/TP1MbNs_QbI/AAAAAAAABj4/5giU2wGYSRo/s400/IMG_2561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547674346408853938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get it, why must all of you crawl to the same spot on my table, MY table and just die there together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating breakfast at 4 in the morning sure feels weird... weirdly satisfactory. I think I'm going to try converting to this pattern of sleeping early and waking up early to study because I feel better doing it this way? Not necessarily healthier though, haha. But I can skype! So that sort of overrides anything and everything hahaha. Today is going to be a power study day! I'll have 4 hours of mugging before heading to JE library to study more with RC. Hopefully it will be as productive as what I imagine it to be. Two more days till you fly and three more days till you land in Singapore, then I can start texting you again! Can't believe it's so soon. Time flies, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple morning conversation just makes my day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't get it. How can you be so patient with me when I thought I've been pushing your limits since konglong time ago? Where the hell are your limits, do they even exist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-2528486598409675652?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2528486598409675652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/2528486598409675652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-dont-get-it-why-must-all-of-you-crawl.html' title='Early~'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_aaFVjQFYHis/TP1MbNs_QbI/AAAAAAAABj4/5giU2wGYSRo/s72-c/IMG_2561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-5585118915271889507</id><published>2010-12-06T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T20:29:56.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Selective Vision</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aaFVjQFYHis/TPzUx1E78jI/AAAAAAAABjw/Rrf12Eknps8/s1600/IMG_2553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aaFVjQFYHis/TPzUx1E78jI/AAAAAAAABjw/Rrf12Eknps8/s400/IMG_2553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547542793540071986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre id="best-answer-content"&gt;天黑的时候&lt;br /&gt;我又想起那首歌&lt;br /&gt;突然期待&lt;br /&gt;下起安静的雨&lt;br /&gt;原来外婆的道理早就唱给我听&lt;br /&gt;下起雨也要勇敢前进….&lt;br /&gt;我相信一切都会平息&lt;br /&gt;我现在好想回家去&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-5585118915271889507?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/5585118915271889507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/5585118915271889507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2010/12/selective-vision.html' title='Selective Vision'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_aaFVjQFYHis/TPzUx1E78jI/AAAAAAAABjw/Rrf12Eknps8/s72-c/IMG_2553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3280895335645681578.post-4437162733436914607</id><published>2010-12-05T14:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T18:04:21.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>APAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aaFVjQFYHis/TPtOpBKQj5I/AAAAAAAABjg/4N9r-L7MDG4/s1600/IMG_2544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aaFVjQFYHis/TPtOpBKQj5I/AAAAAAAABjg/4N9r-L7MDG4/s400/IMG_2544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547113832629964690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ant carrying its dead comrade. My room has been invaded by ants these days. Not like there weren't ants last time, but the number has significantly increased. I've been studying while flicking ants off my laptop screen, keyboard, table, notes, textbooks... Ants are just, everywhere. It has gotten so bad that I set up 4 ant traps in my room. 但是没什么生意, hahaha. Maybe it'll get better tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to JP for dinner with my parents and finally, I got a proper blanket! Can't wait to max my aircon and hide inside my new comforter. Heheh. Think I've been showered with so much stuffs all my life that I started to take them for granted. Time to start appreciating the tiny little nothings in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夕暮れに伸びる影．．．幸せの形が変わっていた。&lt;br /&gt;“ずっと一緒”にはいられないから。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3280895335645681578-4437162733436914607?l=saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4437162733436914607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3280895335645681578/posts/default/4437162733436914607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saudade-foreternity.blogspot.com/2010/12/apad.html' title='APAD'/><author><name>raindr0ps</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16869643975536813770</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_aaFVjQFYHis/TPtOpBKQj5I/AAAAAAAABjg/4N9r-L7MDG4/s72-c/IMG_2544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
