<?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-11222080</id><updated>2011-10-19T05:32:56.701+08:00</updated><category term='hall'/><category term='story'/><category term='attachment'/><category term='nursing'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Chingay'/><category term='Zixuan'/><category term='Daily'/><category term='exams'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Gadgets'/><category term='Problems'/><category term='hair'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='Stalker'/><category term='Soccer'/><category term='Fantasy'/><category term='Songs'/><category term='University'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Food'/><category term='sweet'/><category term='Work'/><category term='A&apos;s'/><category term='Cute guy'/><category term='Finances'/><category term='love'/><category term='Funny'/><title type='text'>All characters featured are entirely fictional.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>493</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-6505077302678193226</id><published>2011-01-21T15:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T15:33:37.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Testing out a new blog now.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://helloqian.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://helloqian.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-6505077302678193226?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/6505077302678193226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=6505077302678193226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6505077302678193226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6505077302678193226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2011/01/testing-out-new-blog-now.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-1148731331933918241</id><published>2010-12-07T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T19:54:13.010+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zixuan'/><title type='text'>Cus she is my mommy.</title><content type='html'>Papa asked zizixuan a question and zizixuan gave a fabulous answer. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Papa: do you love mummy? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zizixuan: yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Papa: Why do you love mummy? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take a moment to think what answer you would give.. is it cus she clothes you and feeds you.. cus she raised you.. cus she treats you well? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zizixuan's answer: Because she is my mommy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That answer, sweet and straight to the point.. It is as simple as that and it ought to be so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night me and wanjia were accusing zizixuan of destroying the internet modem as my laptop was just not connecting to the internet! so frustrating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is where brothers and sisters are useful in venting.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me +wj: what did you do to the internet???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zizixuan: I didn't tamper with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me +wj were shocked at his vocabulary..: where did you learn that word from? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zizixuan: Oh I picked it up from the TV. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zai leh my brother.. At 9 his vocab is like mine when I was 14. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-1148731331933918241?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/1148731331933918241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=1148731331933918241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1148731331933918241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1148731331933918241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/12/papa-asked-zizixuan-question-and.html' title='Cus she is my mommy.'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-8715255511362752717</id><published>2010-11-30T08:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T00:52:29.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was not supposed to rain because it is little Zixuan's 9th birthday.. I was planning to head straight from my final theory test at woodlands to Marina Barrage to celebrate his birthday. I passed the FTT with flying colours (49/50). Zai. But the truth is, without the help of past year MCQs I would have failed. &lt;/p&gt;                    &lt;p&gt;Anyway.. I was quite excited about this family excursion.. We were armed with kite and all ready.. &lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;But then I got news that the event is cancelled due to bad weather conditions. Boo~ &lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.6px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/TPPaPfHGu4I/AAAAAAAABVg/P5XlTOvxaV4/s1600/IMG_1813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/TPPaPfHGu4I/AAAAAAAABVg/P5XlTOvxaV4/s320/IMG_1813.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545015525807405954" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Caleb is cute with kite sticking out of bag. :D&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;Since we were out already.. we went to watch RED. hilarious! It is a different kind of action movie with funny tricks. Watch and you'd know what I mean.. &lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;So on the way back to campus I was feeling a tad disappointed about the cancelled outing and got thinking about whether it is possible to throw our kite out the little window and get it flying.. &lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;Me and caleb discussed it and I realised that in order to catch wind in the kite, we need to be in the highest floor or at the corner block of the whole estate. &lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;Then I asked Cal that if we were to buy another HDB flat, could we choose the corner house at the highest floor?&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;He totally understood me; "Because you want to fly kite in the house is it? ok."&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p&gt;Huge love! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-8715255511362752717?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/8715255511362752717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=8715255511362752717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8715255511362752717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8715255511362752717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/11/rain-rain.html' title='Rain rain'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_0IletRyAges/TPPaPfHGu4I/AAAAAAAABVg/P5XlTOvxaV4/s72-c/IMG_1813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-3873060645853299298</id><published>2010-11-27T04:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T04:56:16.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;w:sdt contentlocked="t" sdtgroup="t" id="89512093"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:1.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font:  minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family:宋体;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast;  mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;  mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:  ZH-CN;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;&lt;w:sdtpr&gt;&lt;/w:sdtpr&gt;&lt;w:sdt xpath="/ns0:BlogPostInfo/ns0:PostTitle" docpart="C9761CA0B84D490CB65C7FF3D74FE760" text="t" storeitemid="X_9ABE5642-76D1-4C8E-A036-6EBA5488AEDA" title="Post Title" id="89512082"&gt;&lt;/w:sdt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;p class="Publishwithline"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Its 4.30am and I’m still up but that is normal because we’re in the midst of exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/w:sdt&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mine have ended but I’m just accompanying one miserable boy who’s still cramming for his last paper, which is in 4.5hrs. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I’m not at all relieved that my one exam of the sem has ended.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I’m not denying that the paper was quite a killer but I feel that it was the easiest part of everything we have had to do this semester. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I’m still in the middle of amending my CSR protocol, amending my primary research proposal and worrying a lot.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I worry a lot nowadays.. or did I use to worry a lot previously too? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It is getting more and more difficult to fall asleep .. sometimes I spend 2 -3 hours pretending to sleep. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Like I told my mei mei, the trick to falling asleep is to pretend to be sleeping.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Not working that well now. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;One night it was got really bad and depressing because my sleeplessness invited wild morbid thoughts about death. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I thought mostly about my parents and my mommy and her 160/130 hypertension and all the nasty things (e.g. stroke, heart attack….death) we tell our patients. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;And it got me thinking how scary this whole deal of having a chronic disease is. All the serious complications if nothing was done about the illness. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It doesn’t help that the nurse tells me about the worse case scenarios; it scares the shit out of the patient that the situation becomes too much to cope and pretending nothing is going on is the easier way out. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;People can use a little more empathy, patience and understanding. &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Anyways. I am worried about my parents getting older.. Makes me wonder how much time do we really have left.. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Reminder to self: must cherish people now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-3873060645853299298?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/3873060645853299298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=3873060645853299298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/3873060645853299298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/3873060645853299298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-4.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-7032724219264611618</id><published>2010-10-11T14:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T15:07:14.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I read on facebook something about the channel 5's swapping of "I am Legend" with the movie "I robot" and got curious so I went to google to see why that happened.&lt;br /&gt;From the forums I found out that Mediacorp did it out of respect for Mrs Lee's passing.&lt;br /&gt;I was totally amused when I read the comments on various forums..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of my favourite comments from xinmsn's website: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14.4px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "&gt;I was shocked when "I am Legend" was not shown at 7. I was even more shocked when the caption that the show was moved to a later date due to respect for the late Mrs Lee. What has the show got to do with respect? I would understand if they cancelled the movie and show something to do with Mrs Lee but this is totally ????? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14.4px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "&gt;Can't wait to hear to what extent is i-robot a more suitable movie than I am Legend."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14.4px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14.4px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14.4px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "&gt;what's the link between I am Legend and Mrs Lee" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last comment rocks the most. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was talking to my mother about it and found out that she didn't notice the change in programme.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she asked the same question about how changing the movie has got to do with Mrs Lee and she gave herself a really good answer.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know.. If you watched I am Legend you'd notice that Will Smith was the last one standing on earth.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my mother came to the logical conclusion that they didn't want to broadcast the show and evoke such feelings from Mr Lee... what insight my mother has! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-7032724219264611618?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/7032724219264611618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=7032724219264611618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/7032724219264611618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/7032724219264611618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-read-on-facebook-something-about.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-1387455783037986234</id><published>2010-09-30T12:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T13:03:07.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buy house fail</title><content type='html'>The buying house plan was a bust. &lt;div&gt;We went to the HDBhub for our flat selection appointment only to learn that we were going to have problems getting the HDB loan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An alternative to the HDB loan was the bank loan or no loan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bank loan will cost us so much more because of the much higher interest rate..and because we are not as loaded as I keep saying I am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided to give up the flat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shed about 2 tears after we left the office. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were so hopeful about the house you know.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent so much time talking about how nice it would be once we get the house in a few years' time.. we'll have a place to call our own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then suddenly this home was not ours anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I probably should stop getting emotional about this again because we're still young. Sure there will be other BTOs coming up we'll probably find one that we like even more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we left the HDBhub that day we came to the conclusion that this estate was fucked up anyway. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It did make us feel a lot better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-1387455783037986234?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/1387455783037986234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=1387455783037986234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1387455783037986234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1387455783037986234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/09/buy-house-fail.html' title='Buy house fail'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-3598822991972993707</id><published>2010-09-15T13:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T13:54:42.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday as me and alicia were walking out of M10 after lecture I asked Ali what she was going to do now.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Going to eat lunch? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alicia: ya.. I feel like going to donate blood..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Really ? Okay lets go now.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so we went to NUH's blood donation centre after we had lunch at the canteen there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and alicia thought we were going to get rejected from blood donating because we were rejected before.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me for being underweight and alicia for her low BP.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha! just kidding! Me was rejected before for my eczema on my right arm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when we went there alicia really had too low a BP reading and drank a lot of water to boost the blood volume while I went ahead to donate blood first.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/TJBXLPRo9vI/AAAAAAAABVQ/k5UweSqKIY8/s1600/SafeTProLancetDevice_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/TJBXLPRo9vI/AAAAAAAABVQ/k5UweSqKIY8/s320/SafeTProLancetDevice_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517005394119554802" style="cursor: pointer; height: 100px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This lancet thing is what we use to prick our patients to test their blood glucose levels. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And every time I use it I feel a pang of guilt for causing pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when the nurse used it on me yesterday to test my blood hemoglobin it didn't hurt at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phew~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it was cus the nurse shortened the length of the needle on the lancet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should probably do that for some of my patients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and when the nurse swabbed my left arm with alcohol to prepare for the needle insertion I was so freaking scared. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she came with the needle filled with anaesthesia, 20% of me wanted to run away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wah but she was really good with the needle cus it didn't hurt too! amazing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she came with this huge ass needle, 50% of me was scared, like really scared. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.ce.org/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/needle03250017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blog.ce.org/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/needle03250017.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But excited too.. Just like the exhilarating but nervous feeling just before the roller coaster descends from its peak and drops us into free fall.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which reminds me about T-express in Korea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Korea%20Trip%20with%20Nurses%20June%202010/Day%204%2021%20June%202010/IMG_0561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Korea%20Trip%20with%20Nurses%20June%202010/Day%204%2021%20June%202010/IMG_0561.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alicia and I were both excited about taking T-express the second time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we both spontaneously agreed to go donate blood! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps we're into the exciting tingling feeling of pain and fear.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I'm getting older cus I didn't use to feel dizzy after blood donation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was black in front of my eyes every time I stood up for the entire day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the worse thing was I started to vomit my lunch out about 15 mins after the blood donation.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I vomited probably 6 more times while waiting for caleb to fetch me home.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe I got food poisoning again!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody gets this vomiting illness so many times in a year seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is abnormal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really hate being sick you know? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was saying to caleb that I am not suitable to have a Stomach.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I probably should have gastrectomy.. If I didn't have this weak stomach I would not keep vomitting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And caleb replied absentmindedly, why don't you remove your rectum....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;?@#%# right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-3598822991972993707?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/3598822991972993707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=3598822991972993707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/3598822991972993707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/3598822991972993707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/09/yesterday-as-me-and-alicia-were-walking.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_0IletRyAges/TJBXLPRo9vI/AAAAAAAABVQ/k5UweSqKIY8/s72-c/SafeTProLancetDevice_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-5406480521940690643</id><published>2010-09-03T11:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T11:39:26.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>protocol submission woes</title><content type='html'>Sigh why are my hands so itchy? &lt;div&gt;Yesterday before 4 pm I sent my systematic review protocol to Turnitin.com even before my supervisor approved of this latest draft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I sent it to Turnitin and got the originality report back almost immediately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought I was lucky cus I heard about how Turnitin sometimes take a few hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I itchy-handedly went to edit some parts of this draft and resubmitted it to Turnitin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Super kaypo. Shouldn't have done that. Cus it is true that the second submission will take about 24 hours or longer to process the second one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UGH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I didn't save the first originality report before it was overwritten by the second currently processing one. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now I'll just have to wait.. and hopefully make it for the Deadline today at 6pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next time I will not act hardworking and kaypo go and edit here edit there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will just be my usual nua-self and hand in whatever whenever it is ready. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The protocol has been a bitch to do seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially the search strategy part. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For each of the databases which we're going to search we have to list exactly the words and how we're going to search. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me show you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Example1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(“Experience” OR (“Life Experience” OR MM “ Life Experience” OR MH “ Life Experience+”) OR (“Perception” OR MM “Perception” OR MH “Perception+”) OR “Meaning” OR “Meaningfulness”) AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;((“Child” OR MM “Child” OR “MH “Child+”) OR “Pediatric” OR (MM “Pediatric Surgery” OR MH “Pediatric Surgery”) OR (MH “Child, hospitalized” OR MM “Child, hospitalized”)) AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;((“Pain” OR MM “Pain+” OR MH “Pain+”) OR (MM “Postoperative Pain” OR MH “Postoperative Pain” OR “Postoperative Pain”) OR “postsurg* pain” OR “Surg* pain”)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This is still not perfect yet lor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The aim is to capture ALL the articles relevant to my topic.. and different databases have different codes and styles of searching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Super time consuming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;That time me and alicia were trying to do this thing, and her list was like soooooooooooooooooo loooooooonnnnnngggggg because she is naturally long-winded and she included a lot of 'OR's to make sure that she put in all relevant words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So we thought that since her list is so long it should be all-encompassing and it might retrieve too many journal articles from the database which might include irrelevant ones as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So we typed in her list and tried the database. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It came out as "Your initial search yield no results".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(-_-") so frustrating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Must do all over again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'm going back to waiting for Turnitin now. boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-5406480521940690643?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/5406480521940690643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=5406480521940690643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5406480521940690643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5406480521940690643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/09/protocol-submission-woes.html' title='protocol submission woes'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-2159631267904902473</id><published>2010-08-26T09:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T09:40:39.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some conversations..</title><content type='html'>don't i hate travelling to school. &lt;div&gt;even though the traveling nowadays means a ride in caleb's car it is still reallyyyyyy getting on our nerves that there is such heavy traffic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I left house at 7.15am and reached NUS at 8.55am. grrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I so miss staying on campus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a 2 day week this sem but I still come to school whenever I'm not too tired because nothing gets done at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tried to do my protocol yesterday and ended up watching 7 episodes of a HK drama on PPstream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh no choice gotta get my lazy ass to school to do work.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's air con in the library too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was just telling caleb how I was going to stay in the library on my own this morning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I'm going to be in the library all by myself later.. so lonely :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caleb: Don't worry..............................Its normal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh what kind of consoling is this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So every single morning I meet caleb i'll ask him how I look..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: baby do I look pretty today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caleb: Yes dear you look very pretty..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: You're lying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I choose to ask him this kind of questions where there is only one politically correct answer and when he says it, I call him a liar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;poor caleb for having to take this nonsense everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha but in my defense it is the prerogative of girls to pose these sort of questions to their boyfriends! really! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If the guy is zai enough he will know how to handle it.. just like caleb. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough wuliao stuff bye off to do my proposal... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-2159631267904902473?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/2159631267904902473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=2159631267904902473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/2159631267904902473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/2159631267904902473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/08/some-conversations.html' title='Some conversations..'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-1774693184701153055</id><published>2010-08-18T09:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T10:56:18.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its not so bad after all..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Aren't class outings the best thing ever?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to meet up with &lt;i&gt;old&lt;/i&gt; graduated classmates after so long. whee~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some more my class is so exciting.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't just have a dinner gathering, we had a theme &lt;i&gt;Paper Faces on Parade&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs281.snc4/40376_10150234983525245_640570244_14384734_5272069_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs281.snc4/40376_10150234983525245_640570244_14384734_5272069_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" height="450/" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cute huh. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs141.ash2/40376_10150234983635245_640570244_14384755_7400173_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs141.ash2/40376_10150234983635245_640570244_14384755_7400173_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" height="450/" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alicia is blur in the picture.! [ =&gt;Alicia is blur]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway must thank Alicia for booking this function room in her estate.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs281.snc4/40376_10150234983435245_640570244_14384716_7671531_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs281.snc4/40376_10150234983435245_640570244_14384716_7671531_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" height="300/" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With susan and Maddie the organiser. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs311.snc4/40886_498213694936_602569936_6830482_6991125_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs311.snc4/40886_498213694936_602569936_6830482_6991125_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" height="300/" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs311.snc4/40886_498213694936_602569936_6830482_6991125_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture reminds me of the scandalous topics we were discussing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Topics that are totally inappropriate for the occasion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can anybody talk about such sensitive things with so many people milling about the room! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phew that I got saved from interrogation by Huisan.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs218.snc4/39225_10150233427285710_881765709_14232342_2090921_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs218.snc4/39225_10150233427285710_881765709_14232342_2090921_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 540px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure who made this pile which was at the door when we arrived.&lt;br /&gt;So swweett:)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The outing was definitely cathartic.. after crying to Lingz (and all who were unfortunately around) about how I crappy I felt about school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't mean to cry at such a weird occasion but I couldn't take it when Lingz mentioned how much she misses our class and how she ate alone during lunchtime. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And apparently a lot of people feel the same way about school too... its just different. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Cal is right about something too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is already the best situation now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I had graduated and went to work I'd be totally alone at KKH without Huikoon and Caleb will be busy at school too. That definitely sucks more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow school seems much easier after that weekend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do feel less stressed and less alone.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for pride (not glory) have I chosen to do Honours.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its not about grades anymore - I'm destined to be a second lower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the right thing to do now will be to be strong and hardworking and persevere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its the last lap after all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a good thing I have Caleb here to be my emotional pillar of support. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caleb's class outing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such good attendance for class gathering after 8 years! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs360.snc4/44349_457723626071_578386071_6851316_8094993_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs360.snc4/44349_457723626071_578386071_6851316_8094993_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs396.snc4/45876_457723586071_578386071_6851313_5957861_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs396.snc4/45876_457723586071_578386071_6851313_5957861_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs184.ash2/44732_457723541071_578386071_6851311_482971_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs184.ash2/44732_457723541071_578386071_6851311_482971_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-1774693184701153055?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/1774693184701153055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=1774693184701153055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1774693184701153055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1774693184701153055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-not-so-bad-after-all.html' title='Its not so bad after all..'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-5525664146058772058</id><published>2010-08-13T15:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T15:54:04.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know it sounds a little crazy and like asking for it.. &lt;div&gt;But do you girls think about your boyfriends' ex-es? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cus I do that a lot and I interrogate him about them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it drives me nuts and insanely jealous sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I've been betrayed somehow by the fact that he has had such intimate relationships with other people before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I understand that it cannot be counted as betrayal as this is history and could not be undone even if he wanted to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't help feeling like "What?! you hold another girl's hand before?" or "What?! you pat her head when she's sad?!" or "What?! you've been with her to this place before?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because he's only allowed to do these things with me and me only! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because this is an exclusive relationship! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the worst part is that he apologizes about it (or is compelled to). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should really stop doing that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-5525664146058772058?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/5525664146058772058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=5525664146058772058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5525664146058772058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5525664146058772058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-know-it-sounds-little-crazy-and-like.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-1393487016662103668</id><published>2010-08-13T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T15:40:57.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year new sem</title><content type='html'>Man... Year 4 is really as tough as I thought it would be. &lt;div&gt;There's a research proposal which I have not written a word on due soon on top of other pressing deadlines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feel so dead. =S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its not helping that susan shimin gerry ling etc who used to be my last minute do rush assignment comrades have graduated...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you guys so much man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School's quite depressing and very different &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(haha no offence but...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why didn't you guys study harder to do Hons.??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then you all would be in this together with me now.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I will not feel so alone like I'm the only one who's lagging behind so badly the cream of the crop of the class that is left now. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I count my blessings for having sweet gentle Muffin-baking Alicia and Caleb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still generally sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway.. I did my very last rag performance for hall this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow never thought that I'd get to feel so old among the year 3, 2 and freshies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs271.snc4/39885_456305931065_722191065_6774418_8256858_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 540px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs271.snc4/39885_456305931065_722191065_6774418_8256858_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs208.snc4/38737_456306076065_722191065_6774430_2905042_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 540px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs208.snc4/38737_456306076065_722191065_6774430_2905042_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs271.snc4/39885_456305901065_722191065_6774413_4265962_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 540px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs271.snc4/39885_456305901065_722191065_6774413_4265962_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs208.snc4/38737_456306061065_722191065_6774427_4204770_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs208.snc4/38737_456306061065_722191065_6774427_4204770_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 540px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs141.ash2/40399_417607337238_600432238_4719138_4864130_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs141.ash2/40399_417607337238_600432238_4719138_4864130_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 453px; height: 604px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shimin with really bushy hair here. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs249.snc4/39808_456305891065_722191065_6774411_3209142_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs249.snc4/39808_456305891065_722191065_6774411_3209142_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 528px; height: 720px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my favourite person ever. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom saw this costume and thought it was nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She even suggested that I could wear it out.. as in to the streets on a normal day since it looked so nice. ( -_-") &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Event to look forward to next: Nurses' Grad dinner happening tmr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-1393487016662103668?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/1393487016662103668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=1393487016662103668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1393487016662103668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1393487016662103668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-year-new-sem.html' title='New year new sem'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-3558931945364989743</id><published>2010-07-15T15:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T15:17:35.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School has not even started and I'm resenting the my fyp already.&lt;div&gt;What a start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder if the curriculum was designed with the intent to include week -5 to week 0.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Complaints aside I'm relieved as well about my CAP scraping through for me to qualify for Honors.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bet I will dread working as much as Hons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like last year this time soooo much more than this year this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last year this time I was only busy with rag dance and flirting with Caleb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last year I had a room in TH and didn't have financial concerns. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year this time I read the schedule for year 4 and felt my imaginary balls sag from stress..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On top of that, I fret about how much time I am going to waste travelling from Pasir Ris to NUS because I have no room :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year this time I &lt;s&gt;need&lt;/s&gt; am forced to be more prudent about my finances.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-3558931945364989743?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/3558931945364989743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=3558931945364989743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/3558931945364989743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/3558931945364989743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/07/school-has-not-even-started-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-4045328334996643488</id><published>2010-04-23T09:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T10:31:10.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wanjia (my younger sis) was telling me that her friend's mouth was stinky 95% of the time. &lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://gs351.photobucket.com/groups/q442/OHOKDSVVK3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00847.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://gi351.photobucket.com/groups/q442/OHOKDSVVK3/DSC00847.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How terrible is it to be that person? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine not being aware of that and going around talking to people at close proximity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No wonder people have these constant grimaces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WJ is so funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said if they were sitting in lecture without talking to each other, and started talking AFTER the lecture, the mouth is "Woa Smelly".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hhahahahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I updated her that my own mouth was smelly too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sis replied that she knows, but its not so bad because mine is only smelly when I am sleeping and when I just wake up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that is why when we sleep on our Queen size bed together she always has her back to me.. hmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It doesn't help that I drink more water or eat mints during the night my mouth will still harbour this pungent smell.! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Horror. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I first knew about it years ago I was quite despondent.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wondered if my husband could take it if he found out that my mouth had such nasty characteristics. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought married people wake up in the morning to their loved ones to kiss each other good morning or rumple in the sheets BEFORE brushing their teeth.?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I'll be denied that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://gs351.photobucket.com/groups/q442/OHOKDSVVK3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P0750_23-04-10.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://gi351.photobucket.com/groups/q442/OHOKDSVVK3/P0750_23-04-10.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="550" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That will be Caleb going "Whats that toxic gas?  *GAG* "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ooops sorry cal for drawing exposing your modesty with that drawing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is my 7th consecutive off day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up until last night (5th day of sickness) I was still definitely not good enough for work so I preempted my clinical instructor Faridah that I might not turn up for work today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She very kindly asked the Sister (Nurse Managers are called Sisters) to swap my off day to today! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said it is so that I would not have to see a doctor to get MC one more time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOHOO SHE ROCKS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But today's day off came from Saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Means I will have to work a PM shift on saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Faridah being my preceptor, has the exact same shift as me, is sacrificing her weekend off.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So kind of her. Sobs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry Huikoon for not being around with you this week! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was still having diarrhea last night! :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No more vomiting at least...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disgusting stuff ahead:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qian: My diarrhea is ALL water leh. Greenish yellowish water. Its like peeing through my a-hole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cal: Is it painful when you need to da-bian?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qian: No.. I just feel vibrations in my intestines.. Then I know they are coming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cal: Thats weird. I think you should try to hold in your diarrhea. Don't go and pass motion anymore just hold it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qian: SIAO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cal: Seriously! You're not giving the intestines a chance to absorb the water! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qian: But if my intestines absorb the diarrhea then I'll have shit in my system! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cal: -_-" Thats it. No more going toilet for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so hungry after not eating a proper meal for 6 days :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://gs351.photobucket.com/groups/q442/OHOKDSVVK3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00832.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://gi351.photobucket.com/groups/q442/OHOKDSVVK3/DSC00832.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gs351.photobucket.com/groups/q442/OHOKDSVVK3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00833.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://gi351.photobucket.com/groups/q442/OHOKDSVVK3/DSC00833.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sakae Sushi food!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://gs351.photobucket.com/groups/q442/OHOKDSVVK3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00835.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://gi351.photobucket.com/groups/q442/OHOKDSVVK3/DSC00835.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://gs351.photobucket.com/groups/q442/OHOKDSVVK3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00836.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://gi351.photobucket.com/groups/q442/OHOKDSVVK3/DSC00836.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gs351.photobucket.com/groups/q442/OHOKDSVVK3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00837.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://gi351.photobucket.com/groups/q442/OHOKDSVVK3/DSC00837.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gs351.photobucket.com/groups/q442/OHOKDSVVK3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00838.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://gi351.photobucket.com/groups/q442/OHOKDSVVK3/DSC00838.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://gs351.photobucket.com/groups/q442/OHOKDSVVK3/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00839.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://gi351.photobucket.com/groups/q442/OHOKDSVVK3/DSC00839.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At a restaurant in PS with Ling Siok and Brit.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So hungry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-4045328334996643488?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/4045328334996643488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=4045328334996643488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/4045328334996643488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/4045328334996643488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/04/wanjia-my-younger-sis-was-telling-me.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-8238350669869752380</id><published>2010-04-21T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T23:25:28.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing Doctors</title><content type='html'>One more thing to add. &lt;br /&gt;I hate/love the expressions of doctors when they ask me to stick out my tongue. &lt;br /&gt;The shock on their faces when they see the tongue stud. &lt;br /&gt;haha. Cheap thrills..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-8238350669869752380?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/8238350669869752380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=8238350669869752380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8238350669869752380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8238350669869752380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/04/seeing-doctors.html' title='Seeing Doctors'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-1810403304471586584</id><published>2010-04-21T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T19:01:49.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't make it till the end of the shift today even though I did make it to work. &lt;br /&gt;Vomited in the pantry - oops sorry nurses! the toilet was unavailable! - and was chased home by the Sister.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the polyclinic with my concerned mother who was going to demand a referral letter to A&amp;E CGH if nothing else could be done by the polyclinic doctors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also felt indignant that the doctor I visited yesterday gave me this fucked up attitude as if I wanted to be sick! &lt;br /&gt;"So why are you here again?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I still feel nauseated."&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Lousy Chuang: "Yes you came to visit yesterday right so why are you here again?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I don't feel well so I need an MC."&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Lousy Chuang shakes his retarded head. &lt;br /&gt;SO RUDE and CONDDESCENDING! I had no choice ok! I was on my way to work and I vomited.! &lt;br /&gt;Was it my fault that your treatments are not working and caused me so much distress?&lt;br /&gt;Idiot still act like I was here to chao-geng from work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps on my part I was too upset and unwell and alone that I couldn't speak properly so he misunderstood... ohwells. still annoying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From yesterday's experience I prayed so hard that I wouldn't get the same annoying doc today. &lt;br /&gt;And if the doc today showed me such attitude I was SO GOING TO VOMIT ON HIS TABLE AND PRISTINE WHITE COAT. &lt;br /&gt;Boy was I lucky to get this nice Dr. Tan Teck Shi and his medical student. &lt;br /&gt;He took my problems seriously, listened to what I had to say, answered me and my mother's doubts, explained to me clearly the medications, and actually did a proper physical examination on me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other two previous docs simply took what I said at face value and didn't even palpate my stomach. Cui. &lt;br /&gt;Don't you just hate self-assuming and arrogant people? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to collect my stool (shit) in this small brown bottle for culture. &lt;br /&gt;I always wondered how people collected their own stools..&lt;br /&gt;Do they place the bottle at their anus before starting? &lt;br /&gt;Or do they scoop from the toilet bowl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was planning to do the former when my mother warned me not to fill the entire bottle with shit as that would be toooooo gross. &lt;br /&gt;Just a small scoop will do. &lt;br /&gt;haha so funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine if I brought the bottle choke full of shit back to the polyclinic. &lt;br /&gt;That will be so embarrassing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps from this post you can tell that I feel better already thanks for the concern :D&lt;br /&gt;I lost 3kg by the way I would go through this again to lose weight if I could skip the vomiting and diarrhea. haha.&lt;br /&gt;People! wash hands before eating ok!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-1810403304471586584?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/1810403304471586584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=1810403304471586584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1810403304471586584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1810403304471586584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-didnt-make-it-till-end-of-shift-today.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-6674478435661753334</id><published>2010-04-20T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T12:40:32.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M SICK i'm sick I'M SICK. :(&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick therefore I have the right to whine about how unwell I'm feeling and how I have taken 2 days of MC already. &lt;br /&gt;Taking MC is no fun at all because I'll have to make it up by the end of this week which means i'll be working 7 days in a row when I start work. &lt;br /&gt;Boo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to stop vomiting and feeling nauseated after the meds but the meds are not really working for me. &lt;br /&gt;Now my parents suspect that I am pregnant. &lt;br /&gt;My dad even congratulated my mom that she'll have another baby to play with soon enough. &lt;br /&gt;so funny har (-_-")   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm obviously not pregnant unless my constant talking about my non-existent baby made me pregnant. &lt;br /&gt;Lets see.. &lt;br /&gt;IF i were pregnant I would not do year 4 anymore.. &lt;br /&gt;I would just start work since its the end of year 3 now. &lt;br /&gt;Then the baby would come in January 2011. &lt;br /&gt;Okay Cal's going to smack me on the head for this. &lt;br /&gt;Oops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please gastric please stop making me vomit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-6674478435661753334?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-4380522156215350117</id><published>2010-04-19T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T11:34:08.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going to take MC today. :( Second food poisoning of the year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-4380522156215350117?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/4380522156215350117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=4380522156215350117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;This monster is primary 4 and is, said simply, a terror to the nursing staff, adjunct personnel, other patients and visitors. &lt;br /&gt;The whole morning he chased and terrorized another patient (age 7) and made so much noise I couldn't take it anymore. &lt;br /&gt;I got myself in the middle of their quarrel to try to quieten them down. &lt;br /&gt;But its like so useless trying to talk to these kids. &lt;br /&gt;The conversation becomes quite nonsensical because they keep interrupting. &lt;br /&gt;The monster was shouting "STUPID" "IDIOT" "CRY BABY" "LIAR" and then the little boy I was talking to would burst out crying and stop listening to me. &lt;br /&gt;Wah lao I was so pissed off and almost died. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an attempt to calm the smaller boy down I said this&lt;br /&gt;"If he says you're stupid or idiot actually he's just scolding himself! Don't listen to him. See, there he goes, scolding himself stupid again."&lt;br /&gt;Monster: "YOU STUPID IDIOT!" &lt;br /&gt;The little boy seemed to have misunderstood that I wanted him to scold the Monster the same words and shouted "YOU STUPID IDIOT! "&lt;br /&gt;It was a mess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told my mother about this crazy boy my mother immediately told me that this boy had ADHD. &lt;br /&gt;Wow my mother is amazing! I haven't even told her that and she could tell based on my brief descriptions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my little bro seems just so much like an angel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-6798836190320850643?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/6798836190320850643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=6798836190320850643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6798836190320850643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6798836190320850643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-mother-proved-her-name-as-mummy.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-572330717073791991</id><published>2010-04-09T11:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T12:02:15.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Attachments make us fat, they do.&lt;div&gt;Especially now that there are 2 half an hour breaks we get to eat twice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 full meals during an 8 hour shift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're hungry and we have no self control. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boo~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the time I still have supper after I reach home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-572330717073791991?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/572330717073791991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=572330717073791991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/572330717073791991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/572330717073791991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/04/attachments-make-us-fat-they-do.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-2393943767258799245</id><published>2010-04-09T00:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T01:01:14.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn it I cried at work again today! &lt;div&gt;Crap la what kind of nurse am I man... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People die I cry, ok reasonable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see ah pek injured all over talking incoherently to his son I also cry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I surprised myself when I saw a small kid crying "I can't handle it" and "I can't take it" during his wound stitching today..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Die liao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody knows that I teared because I wore the face mask.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if this happens when I work in the ward next time without the mask... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How am I supposed to work in the paediatric ward next time :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Cecilia and I were in A&amp;amp;E with nothing much to do just now so we attempted to do a conscious level monitoring on a patient who had a basal skull fracture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because his eyes were so swollen it was shut we couldn't tell if he was in a coma or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hence it was important that we establish that he was still there... you know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said hello and he didn't respond.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we figured that perhaps the Ah Pek couldn't hear us.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we started saying his name very loudly over and over again like some nuts... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started getting so loud that we were practically shouting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he still didn't respond. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were super worried la... We thought he had deteriorated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we asked the nurse to come over and check the patient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The nurse did the same thing calling his name - didn't respond. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the nurse started to shake him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he responded - to our immense relief and excitement! UNCLE IS ALIVE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He said grouchily "我在睡觉啦" -&gt; "I was sleeping.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wah lao.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make us shout and everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met Jes + Ben yesterday and Monday at A&amp;amp;E.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are sooooo cute. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-2393943767258799245?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/2393943767258799245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=2393943767258799245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/2393943767258799245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/2393943767258799245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/04/damn-it-i-cried-at-work-again-today.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-7341730168283091698</id><published>2010-04-07T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T18:31:45.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A&amp;E posting</title><content type='html'>Helloooooo people + qianwen.!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I am going to talk about a death, so do not read if it is going to cause you discomfort.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first day of attachment is still by far the most happening day because I witnessed a death =O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Technically I did not witness the process of dying as the patient was already dead by the time he was hurried into the A&amp;amp;E unit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The incident which caused his death happened 20 mins before, and when he was first discovered his pulse could not be detected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nonetheless, the people who found him, the paramedics and the medical team tried to resuscitate him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The asystole straight line was right there on the screen all the time and the adrenaline given to him had no effect at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right from the start I thought that it was quite impossible to save a person who had lost his pulse for so long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you were to save a person who has been dead for so long, its called a Resurrection. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thats not cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I have seen dead people and have even helped in last offices during my previous attachments, I was not scared or looking forward to seeing more deaths. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Last office means caring for the body of the deceased which includes cleaning up, changing new clothes, placing a shroud, removing IV plugs and wrist tags etc etc) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this was different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the descriptions of the people who found him, it sounded like he just happened to be at the wrong place and the wrong time when the shit happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The shit I cannot say what for reasons of confidentiality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was the only one who was hurt and it caused death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How unlucky is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fate is so curse-worthy sometimes... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The four of us students learned that he was a foreign worker from our eavesdropping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In our imaginations, his wife, children and old parents in his rural hometown would be devastated upon hearing this news. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How would they manage to live without this sole breadwinner? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was one more widow and three more orphans  :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got a shock when we came back from lunch and saw this big group of people sobbing outside the grieving room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This man was not a foreigner like what we imagined.! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was a local. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt like a shit and teared when I saw so many people sobbing for his death. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ew. I hate it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate it that people have to die this way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So sudden, so cruel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These people didn't know they were going to die, they didn't get a chance to say their goodbyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No chances were given to resolve their grievances or conflicts with their loved ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if they left home without saying goodbye? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or if they left home after a fight? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There must be so much things they'd like to tell their families and loved ones right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially so for the family members who are still alive and are around to feel the pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is no closure.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder how families and friends can accept these facts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But somehow they do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eventually they will find strength within themselves to live with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though it still hurts sometimes when you think about it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the happy memories will bring them through.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'd rather be the one dead than be the one losing someone.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So selfish right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh okay I think I'd rather be the one not dead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its so difficult. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bleah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May everybody live a ripe old age. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be happy, don't smoke, exercise and eat healthily ok. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-7341730168283091698?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/7341730168283091698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=7341730168283091698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/7341730168283091698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/7341730168283091698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/04/posting.html' title='A&amp;E posting'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-6714006049557462759</id><published>2010-04-05T07:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T07:11:08.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last essay</title><content type='html'>I was paying for my laziness last night and today actually for the lack of sleep that resulted from doing my assignment last minute. &lt;div&gt;Well I simply just can't get out of doing work last minute, don't know why (perhaps its laziness)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I see it as an improvement that I finished at 2 am instead of at 7 am (around now). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to leave for work at CGH soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So excited ! Not! So tired! Yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had an emo moment last night in bed when it suddenly dawned upon me that this is the last essay of year 3 sem 2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the last assignment for some of us, hopefully not me. Last assignment of Uni Life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How emo is that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I had decided to graduate I would be crying all the time when I'm typing my essay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the last time we would msn each other to encourage each other, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to tell each other our pathetic word counts, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to assure each other that "oh don't worry, I'm writing shit as well", &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to send each other websites, to tell each other how to submit assignments... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you a last minuter?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are you'll know how comforting it is to log on to msn at 1am and see all those classmates of yours online. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know that they are diligently chionging their essay as well. You know that at least you're not alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And last night it was the last time! Boo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good thing I corresponded with susan, ling, gerry, shimin late last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(And caleb also la he forever around one for my whining. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll remember you girls to be my last minute assignment chiongers! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesn't sound too good but oh wells, at least we do submit in the end and get pretty amazing grades sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-6714006049557462759?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/6714006049557462759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=6714006049557462759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6714006049557462759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6714006049557462759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-essay.html' title='Last essay'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-3992128655711260054</id><published>2010-04-03T04:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T04:44:54.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We finally finished our teaching plan project yesterday, or should i say the day before since its 430am now. &lt;div&gt;I have no intention of doing my management essay :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have been so deprived on sleep and rest the past week studying for exam and doing the damn project that I just want to lie around and do nothing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Correction, not totally nothing I want to eat and watch youtube. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To celebrate our effort at getting the project done, Cal and I went for a nice dinner at Modesto's and watched 3D Clash of the Titans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep Cal did his part for the project even though he's not taking this module. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was tasked with the important task of arranging the page numbers on the essay.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a bitch it was trying to arrange the page numbers using MSWord.! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow the numbers repeated themselves all over from 1 after 5 or 7. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So random right! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg I ought to slap myself for starting to arrange the page numbers at THIRTY MINUTES to the submission deadline. oops. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After trying for 8 precious minutes I realized that pressing 'Undo', 'insert page numbers', &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'delete page numbers', 'insert page numbers', 'undo', 'undo','undo' was not going to get it done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amazingly the page numbers seemed to be different everytime I pressed 'Undo' so I kept doing it hoping that MS Word finally understands what I want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I called Cal for help. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was on his way to some poster presentation by the year 4s but he alighted the bus immediately, boarded another bus to my place and RAN over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep he did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When he was reaching my room I smsed him telling him 'Sorry I fixed it already'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He didn't believe I could do it based on my own abilities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What the hell?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he was right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He found out that 'I fixed it' meant that I inserted a small white circle over the wrong page numbers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;White circles won't be printed right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought it was smart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a good laugh and then he faster help me delete the white circle and rearranged everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What will I do without Cal!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having dinner at Modesto's was a great experience because of the good service, good food and wonderful company. .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate the Costiera which was topped with squid, prawn and crabsticks. omg yummy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It would have been just sufficient for two of us to share a 12 inch (diameter) regular sized pizza but my dear Caleb wanted to have one more pasta. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learnt that boys who are hungry always over order. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I finished 50% of it - Cal yes I did I probably ate more than you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so bloated. I had a food baby and I wanted to puke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is sick for a human to eat until so full its not like I'm in some eating competition leh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just felt compelled to not waste food and Cal was encouraging me to eat some more.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I succumbed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he had to pay a price for letting me eat that much... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was complaining all the way from 8pm till 915pm about how full I was and how I felt like puking all the food out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He told me he didn't understand what I want - I'm upset when I'm hungry AND when I'm full. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He says that he doesn't know what to do with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Today at 2pm I had one dish of fried noodles from PGP old canteen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Felt nauseous and had a headache from then on until 12am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't eat dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vomited lunch at 12am, oh about 5 hours ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Felt so much better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw my indigestion caused me headache. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once I puked my headache went away!! So amazing right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or was it because of the menstrual panadol I took? hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lesson learnt is that I gotta stop eating so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not young anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for saving the day again Cal! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-3992128655711260054?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/3992128655711260054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=3992128655711260054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/3992128655711260054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/3992128655711260054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-finally-finished-our-teaching-plan.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-7540511566576925942</id><published>2010-03-27T23:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T00:20:07.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something resonates inside me when studying descriptions of personality disorders in my notes.&lt;br /&gt;Its not good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our very last lecture of uni more than 2 weeks ago.. before we went for our IMH posting.&lt;br /&gt;Well last lecture if we're not going for the Honours year anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Currently we're having our reading week before our last examination next wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what Susan asked me on Wednesday about 3 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;Susan: Qian, do we have lectures on monday and tuesday next week?&lt;br /&gt;Qian: No..&lt;br /&gt;Susan: YAY! (seeming too excited. abnormal ball.)&lt;br /&gt;Qian: Har why you asking this? We had our last lecture on Friday 12 March 2010.&lt;br /&gt;Susan: IS IT! WOOHOO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si mi sai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I think Carl Barron is too funny. Here are my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RPrwj3GjxcE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RPrwj3GjxcE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes time to get used to his accent and understand his words sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;But watch it 10 times if its what it takes.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zSaX8eT6gmo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zSaX8eT6gmo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"10 is the new fetus."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/neEGjloFGaY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/neEGjloFGaY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well i put my foot like that and he put his foot like that..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EGFzNqWbPik&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EGFzNqWbPik&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifi a dog in one of the jokes he told before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 22 parts in this act~ woohoo for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-7540511566576925942?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/7540511566576925942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=7540511566576925942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/7540511566576925942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/7540511566576925942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/03/something-resonates-inside-me-when.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-8803248791112815989</id><published>2010-03-17T05:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T06:09:01.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I must have been mad to drink 2 large glasses of fluids before I went to sleep last night. &lt;div&gt;I should have known better that my little bladder will wake me up 4 times in the night and cause poor sleep :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its 6am now I have to leave for work in ten mins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to go to work! 3 more days to the end of attachment at wood bridge! woohoo~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes its so difficult to like patients whom nurses can't communicate with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Screaming, attempting to kick nurses, asking nurses to "say ok", knocking her own head on the rail of the bed etc is not helping us to understand her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I think its really important to try to find good points in patients for nurses to like them about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It helps to hate work less. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway yesterday me and christine was trying and failing to keep a patient's screaming and shouting down by distracting her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Christine: Can you sing me a song? I like to hear you sing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Patient: ISTSTTSS.. I finish green beans alreadish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Listen to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Patient: Say ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Patient: SAY OK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Okay okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Patient: SAY OK LOUDER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: OKAY! Are you happy now?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Patient: Yes. (continues incoherent words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly the patient started nodding her head rhythmically to the song on the advertisement on TV. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was just tooooo sweeettttt to see that few moments of sanity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That 10 seconds was so precious I wish I could save it in a bottle and make it happen on her again and again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the advertisement ended she went back to her normal self. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k gotta go. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-8803248791112815989?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/8803248791112815989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=8803248791112815989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8803248791112815989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8803248791112815989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-must-have-been-mad-to-drink-2-large.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-918302034235734609</id><published>2010-03-11T10:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T10:58:34.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The attachment at IMH is pretty exciting!&lt;br /&gt;So glad that I'm posted to a female ward as it seems to be easier to build a bond with patients.&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of enjoying my time there partly because the CI allocated work for us to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to the previous postings where we kind of floated around aimless and not knowing what to do, I'd prefer this one albeit the extra work and hours we have to spend on top of school assignments.&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. If I'm a patient I'd be so looking forward to having student nurses at my ward!&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine!&lt;br /&gt;Having somebody to ramble on about how I am the Queen of Singapore or Huang Mu Niang Niang and not getting judged by students.&lt;br /&gt;And students like to hear about these things.&lt;br /&gt;woo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it gets mentally exhausting after the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;We spend a lot of energy trying to decipher what the patients are trying to tell us or even what they are saying because most of them mumble and well you can just imagine how off tangent their thoughts are.&lt;br /&gt;I get confused myself sometimes being so absorbed in the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how the psychiatric nurses cope with this day in day out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-918302034235734609?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/918302034235734609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=918302034235734609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/918302034235734609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/918302034235734609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/03/attachment-at-imh-is-pretty-exciting-so.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-1454722836874381496</id><published>2010-03-08T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T18:17:54.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cal's mum is so nice. &lt;div&gt;She called me early in the morning to ask me if i knew how to go to IMH (cus she works there), smsed me during lunch and showed me where is the exit gate when I left today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heard some shocking news today and I'm reallllyyyyy happy :D for ALI! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay I wish her happiness! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for the other person with the other shocking news, don't blame yourself for what happened because you couldn't help it and i'm just feeling glad that you came out of it unscathed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who knows what that nutter could have done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh only 3 weeks left to do 1 essay 1 project and 1 end of sem exam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the CI still wants us to do a case study for this attachment.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Majorly busy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must sacrifice Caleb liao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha kidding. Love you cal! You're not getting sacrificed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D sayang your head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-1454722836874381496?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/1454722836874381496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=1454722836874381496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1454722836874381496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1454722836874381496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/03/cals-mum-is-so-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-8938365440622583994</id><published>2010-02-27T11:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T14:29:39.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 days ago I suddenly got reminded that I had a blog. haha. &lt;div&gt;Totally forgot about it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must be the planning for the korea trip happening in June. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup WE'RE GOING KOREA WOOHOO~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the ex-TH nurses + Likoon + Cal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So excited for it :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cal and I even have &lt;s&gt;evil&lt;/s&gt; plans to help Susan come back to Singapore with a half Korean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She totally rejected the idea and said that her bf would be 'broken'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways I'm glad to have met up with some friends:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Had a bbq with the B4 peeps and heon, clara, pea, shuyu (missed shing though :( ~)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00786.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/DSC00786.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oops lousy photo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can any sharp eyes guess who is that in the pic? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Gathering with soccer girls (except diana) at Shokudo and failed at taking a proper NeoPrint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess we're out of date with the new technology thats why..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember that day when Derre (from NUS) told us her Cap score, Simin (from NIE) asked if our Cap was upon 4. hahaha private joke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- There was a class gathering of 1 and 2LY at gabriel's house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Totally fun! Everybody is so cute! Jeslyn you should come for the next class gathering I think you'd enjoy yourself. :) Thanks Chengying for organizing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs372.snc3/23910_370190632467_592622467_5144286_44160_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs372.snc3/23910_370190632467_592622467_5144286_44160_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs172.snc3/19938_350399870589_718850589_5277170_1230268_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs172.snc3/19938_350399870589_718850589_5277170_1230268_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs434.ash1/23966_319110809009_575739009_3737622_5605758_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs434.ash1/23966_319110809009_575739009_3737622_5605758_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs192.snc3/19938_350400270589_718850589_5277206_2927099_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs192.snc3/19938_350400270589_718850589_5277206_2927099_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love playing this :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs192.snc3/19938_350399910589_718850589_5277175_2809731_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs192.snc3/19938_350399910589_718850589_5277175_2809731_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Ice cold bar with Wei and Menny last night. Why do NTU and NUS not have bars on campus??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bars that have subsidized drinks for students.. Ahh.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Kite flying at sengkang to celebrate Ali's bday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs246.ash1/17376_274742212795_546617795_4665931_5930568_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs246.ash1/17376_274742212795_546617795_4665931_5930568_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs146.snc3/17376_274743577795_546617795_4666055_8111786_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs146.snc3/17376_274743577795_546617795_4666055_8111786_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs146.snc3/17376_274743582795_546617795_4666056_5901383_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs146.snc3/17376_274743582795_546617795_4666056_5901383_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs146.snc3/17376_274743582795_546617795_4666056_5901383_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00755.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/DSC00755.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00757.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/DSC00757.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caleb preparing the salad. Woo~ Love the bread crumbs. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs146.snc3/17376_274741637795_546617795_4665886_2537258_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs146.snc3/17376_274741637795_546617795_4665886_2537258_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; height: 500px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our potluck picnic. :) Don't we look happy? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs126.snc3/17376_274742717795_546617795_4665980_6229097_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs126.snc3/17376_274742717795_546617795_4665980_6229097_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs146.snc3/17376_274742837795_546617795_4665990_6732423_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs146.snc3/17376_274742837795_546617795_4665990_6732423_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Being with my family rocks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs235.snc3/22255_1324357222807_1047172274_1010967_2820539_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs235.snc3/22255_1324357222807_1047172274_1010967_2820539_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 603px; height: 339px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs295.ash1/22255_1324357302809_1047172274_1010969_3360793_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs295.ash1/22255_1324357302809_1047172274_1010969_3360793_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 603px; height: 339px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs179.snc3/20679_238083471798_715791798_3285039_5961629_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs179.snc3/20679_238083471798_715791798_3285039_5961629_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 402px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;At a relative's (PeiHua) wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At another relative's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs279.ash1/20669_304142874288_579589288_4514962_6576877_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs279.ash1/20669_304142874288_579589288_4514962_6576877_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 423px; height: 423px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs279.ash1/20669_304142874288_579589288_4514962_6576877_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs199.snc3/20669_303061349288_579589288_4510994_6050854_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs199.snc3/20669_303061349288_579589288_4510994_6050854_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs199.snc3/20669_303061219288_579589288_4510986_4257116_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs199.snc3/20669_303061219288_579589288_4510986_4257116_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs199.snc3/20669_303061244288_579589288_4510989_3706317_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs199.snc3/20669_303061244288_579589288_4510989_3706317_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00788.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/DSC00788.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs199.snc3/20669_303061244288_579589288_4510989_3706317_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other gatherings has escaped my memory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;School is ending soon (for some of us) and I'm going to miss some people .. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00771.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/DSC00771.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only our dear Alicia will arrange leftover rice so neatly after finishing her meal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were so bored in class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00777.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/DSC00777.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whose foot is that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00778.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/DSC00778.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00783.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/DSC00783.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00795.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/DSC00795.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs134.snc3/18175_437277085244_640570244_10995482_755893_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs134.snc3/18175_437277085244_640570244_10995482_755893_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs134.snc3/18175_437277085244_640570244_10995482_755893_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs260.ash1/18775_477588265244_640570244_11264590_1330229_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs260.ash1/18775_477588265244_640570244_11264590_1330229_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs260.ash1/18775_477588265244_640570244_11264590_1330229_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs154.snc3/18175_431210675244_640570244_10954922_7660733_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs154.snc3/18175_431210675244_640570244_10954922_7660733_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 340px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00770.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/DSC00770.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What MC did to his file. (-_-")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00797.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/DSC00797.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00798.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/DSC00798.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00800.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/DSC00800.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There she goes again. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going out with Cal + friends.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At Holland V's XLB place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really like that restaurant anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overkill liao. and its so expensive. Boo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs159.snc3/18653_304124803272_597403272_4638612_3261015_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs159.snc3/18653_304124803272_597403272_4638612_3261015_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs159.snc3/18653_304124803272_597403272_4638612_3261015_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ronald's bday at Double O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs244.ash1/17153_333966868272_597403272_4755642_1612549_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs244.ash1/17153_333966868272_597403272_4755642_1612549_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs244.ash1/17153_333966788272_597403272_4755640_8313665_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs244.ash1/17153_333966788272_597403272_4755640_8313665_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eating Tian Ji (frog) at Geylang. SLURPS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00774.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/DSC00774.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00773.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/DSC00773.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That day after dinner the 9 boys (including Cal) wanted to play computer game and because I didn't want to be a spoilsport I went along as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we were at Iluma weixiong kept telling Cal to join his team without me because he didn't want Cal to lose - all the time giving me a dirty look. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cal was so nice and he stuck with me and played L4D2 with me alone when the others played Modern Warfare 2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However after our game ended Cal succumbed and I unwillingly joined him in Modern Warfare 2 the wretched game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wallstnation.com/files/u179/call_of_duty_4_modern_warfare_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://wallstnation.com/files/u179/call_of_duty_4_modern_warfare_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't know what the keys were and where I was supposed to look or what I was supposed to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My character kept getting shot and and kept respawning just from standing there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally gave up and proceeded to slump on my chair staring blankly at Cal , randomly pressing up down up down on the keyboard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cal sensed my Du-Lan-ness and helped me a little bit about the navigation and how to shoot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still kept getting killed, and killed a few people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But seeing how much Cal enjoyed the game is enough I guess.. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Du-Lan feeling will pass eventually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00801.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/DSC00801.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like how it will for Cal after he sees the above pic. hahaaaaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zixuan is still as cute as ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Him with a milk moustache. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00791.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/DSC00791.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And with a heart shaped lego he made. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00793-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Jan%20and%20Feb%202010/DSC00793-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's all grown up and now knows how to think logically and systematically. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're getting old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-8938365440622583994?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/8938365440622583994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=8938365440622583994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8938365440622583994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8938365440622583994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-days-ago-i-suddenly-got-reminded-that.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-2219641462486084599</id><published>2010-02-04T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T19:36:09.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mental Health Issues</title><content type='html'>Like Alicia said after each of the mental health lectures all of us seem to become a little bit more crazy.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help that we're supposed to act like mental patients during our laboratory sessions; laughing inappropriately, twirling our hair robotically etc.&lt;br /&gt;Faith was the best when she acted as a schizo patient and talked about having conflicts with her hair and asking if 'inferiority complex' was a shopping mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith rocks our socks.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun stuff aside, in a way we're getting less afraid of what these patients are popularly thought of as; dangerous, scary etc.&lt;br /&gt;They are just people who can't help being different in the way they were made biologically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me think how much easier it was to be accepting of these patients' behavior, mannerisms and thoughts which may be seen as repulsive if placed in a 'normal' societal context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so much more difficult and there are so many more issues to think about if I were to want to accept a person (without an illness) non judgementally for the things that he/she did.&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't seem right to be judging people because everybody has flaws and everybody makes mistakes..&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to think that people should not be doing this and that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times I tried to be calm and non judgemental but the thoughts of what B did to A just fumes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B tells lies about A to many people.&lt;br /&gt;A does not try to explain herself because she knows that if she says the truth about B it would spoil B's reputation.&lt;br /&gt;A is hurt when friends start acting differently towards her because of the lies.&lt;br /&gt;A still does not want to tell the truth about what a screwed up girl B is because she wants to protect her reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the shit right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A went through such terrible experiences with B and when A finally woke up her idea and decided it was not the way to live, all hell broke loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh nice people always get bullied.&lt;br /&gt;But bad people like B who are very convincing and fake go around telling lies to gain sympathy won't last long.&lt;br /&gt;Because time will tell and its obvious that A who is the sweetest and kindest won't do the things B said she did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I just hope that B solves her issues which caused her to be this way and stop trashing other people's lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-2219641462486084599?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/2219641462486084599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=2219641462486084599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/2219641462486084599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/2219641462486084599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/02/mental-health-issues.html' title='Mental Health Issues'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-4356466206422374940</id><published>2010-01-15T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:14:59.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hero to the rescue</title><content type='html'>My hero came to rescue me from the Tanah Merah MRT Station today! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fell sick today on my way to work, on the SECOND LAST DAY of work. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It means I am going to have to work on both days of the weekend this week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This shit happened when I was already on the train towards Bugis (to go to KKH for work).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At Pasir Ris, I was thinking, hmm maybe my tummyache can wait until I reach Bugis MRT station. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At Tampines I was thinking I shouldn't be late on my 2nd last day of work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At Simei I wanted to alight already but by the time I decided the door had closed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the time I reached Tanah Merah I was shivering and sweating already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to the toilet in the nick of time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the toilet was a mess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I puked a little bit on the floor and then some more into the sanitary pad bin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes it was gross! I put my head very near the sanitary pad bin! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GROSS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But ya la I couldn't possibly puke and have diarrhea at the same time right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I called Cal and he woke up immediately to come to get me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Immediately! No hesitations! No But I have Something else to do! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He didn't even complain at all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So nice and cute and understanding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I've been mistreating him. haha. Die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must become a better gf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-4356466206422374940?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/4356466206422374940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=4356466206422374940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/4356466206422374940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/4356466206422374940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/01/hero-to-rescue.html' title='Hero to the rescue'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-1175220156673508383</id><published>2010-01-05T16:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T19:31:50.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zixuan'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello we went to the Night Safari and Jurong Bird Park during the holidays because I thought Zixuan was very bored doing nothing at home and then Caleb very kindly offered to bring us both to play.&lt;br /&gt;So nice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000843.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000843.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000848.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000848.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In cute Cal's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000852.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000852.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000853.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000853.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb prepared some goodies for us in his orange bag for the three of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000855.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000855.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have any inspiration of any way to write this post but I feel the need to in case next time Zixuan complains that we didn't bring him out to play when he was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;If that comes up I could show him this entry as proof that he went to the Night Safari and Jurong Bird Park on the 28th and 29th Dec 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will also tell him that he learned many many things from the Night Safari!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000942.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000942.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="550" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zixuan asking me if there was someone manipulating the wayang figures behind the screen.&lt;br /&gt;I told him yeah the zoo people paid somebody to hide behind the screen all day for the wayang show.&lt;br /&gt;See, he learnt something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000857.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000857.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also encouraged him to use the pots from our house to make musical instruments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy won't scold you! Really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000861.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000861.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zixuan if you chew bread very quickly, and spit out really quickly as well, you can blow fire out of your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000865.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000865.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000872.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000872.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when your mouth is too hot you eat ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000875.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000875.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very annoyed that the two scoop of Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's ice ream costed $13.60.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000880.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000880.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the ice cream made Zixuan cough just a little bit the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;Because it is such a big deal in the house when my brother coughs, I decided to conceal the fact that the icecream from the night before might have caused the coughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't say who bought the ice cream for Zixuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000882.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000882.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started touring the Night Safari.&lt;br /&gt;It was darker than I expected..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most pictures look like this one below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000888.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000888.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made Zixuan very afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000885.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000885.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats Zixuan and Cal walking across the suspension bridge.&lt;br /&gt;Zixuan kept saying he was scared and was groaning softly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cal  tried to reassure him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cal: Zixuan don't be scared. You're a man.&lt;br /&gt;Zixuan: What man?! But I'm a child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he says that then I guess he really does have a right to be afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000890.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000890.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb and Zixuan looking at the map for the nth time. Looking for the Leopard Trail's leopard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000898.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000898.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found it! Leopard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000903.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000903.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zixuan is looking at the map yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000907.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000907.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000930.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000930.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000936.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000936.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="550" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000939.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000939.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000945.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000945.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000947.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000947.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zi xuan saw me and the lady busy and came over to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000948.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Outing%20with%20Zi%20xuan%20and%20Caleb%2028%20and%2029%20Dec%202009/Night%20Safari%202009/P1000948.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zixuan is really helpful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-1175220156673508383?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/1175220156673508383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=1175220156673508383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1175220156673508383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1175220156673508383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-we-went-to-night-safari-and.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-5285835055538073224</id><published>2009-12-30T14:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T14:48:35.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zixuan'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really happy that my bro and Caleb are getting on so well. &lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother's approval was apparent the other night during my relative's wedding dinner which Cal also joined us to attend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was what happened..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cal: Which part of the chicken do you want?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Please take for me the piece with the least bones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cal: Ok. Then he put the chicken head on my plate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Szr0uN1wiMI/AAAAAAAABUc/_4fDlDNXJL8/s320/images.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420914176320112834" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother who had taken all that in, commented that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"now you have found the right guy" in a singsong tone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother also showed that he cared for Caleb's role in my life when he asked me a few questions just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zixuan: What will Caleb be to your baby if you give birth.?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I was puzzled.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Har.? The father? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zixuan: No, I mean, what if you get married to another man? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I was at a loss of words. Then my mother chipped in.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy: Uncle la! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zixuan: 叔叔 ! I know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy: But by then Caleb will hate Er Jie to the core. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zixuan: But he will still be an uncle to the baby right?? He will like the baby but not the baby's father! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This conversation was so weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mother then explained that a person can only find someone he/she loves very very very very very much and then be let that someone be your partner for life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mummy: So, you understand? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zixuan: NO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before my mother further elaborated to him the marriage theory Zixuan spelt out &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K-N-O-W. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know! Not No! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wah so irritating. And cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-5285835055538073224?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/5285835055538073224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=5285835055538073224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5285835055538073224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5285835055538073224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-really-happy-that-my-bro-and-caleb.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_0IletRyAges/Szr0uN1wiMI/AAAAAAAABUc/_4fDlDNXJL8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-4174484544907963531</id><published>2009-12-25T14:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T14:38:45.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is the first time I visited my blog after sooo long. &lt;div&gt;I saw Lulu's message on the chatbox on the left and I think it deserves to an independent blog post here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(45, 64, 99); font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div class="dtxt2" style="color: rgb(136, 154, 182); text-align: right; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;14 Dec 09, 00:26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:wayne_rooney88@hotmail.com" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 103, 169); "&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ur fav lujia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: hi my qian wen, i read ur blog and then i went online to find u, cos i wanted to tell u that ur blog is DAMN FUNNY. then i clicked on "qianwen" and i started talking rubbish.and i realised i clicked on the WRONG qianwen!!!!! and i talked alot of rubbish, and the person had no smiley face. -__- and i thought "it cant be QW". and i said "are u qianwen" and she said "yes" (cos her name also qianwen). but i said, she cant be qw!! no smiley face!! okay. what a long winded story,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(45, 64, 99); font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;in a nuthshell. i love ur blog you really have the gift of narrating and writing, i can imagine ur blog happening in real life like tv show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;color:#2D4063;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;color:#2D4063;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;color:#2D4063;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha so cute :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure my fav lulu won't mind, right? &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas peeps! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-4174484544907963531?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/4174484544907963531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=4174484544907963531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/4174484544907963531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/4174484544907963531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-is-first-time-i-visited-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-4428835066840085467</id><published>2009-12-02T23:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T00:07:25.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going a bit crazy studying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00675.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/DSC00675.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having Caleb around rocks my socks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am too lazy to go out for food he brings food back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00637.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/DSC00637.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get sick and bored of studying he brings me out for a meal and it really can brighten up my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at ThaiExpress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00626.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/DSC00626.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00627.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/DSC00627.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00629.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/DSC00629.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00628.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/DSC00628.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My curry chicken laksa, his Phat Thai and our Tom Yam Seafood soup.&lt;br /&gt;I think the serving at Thai Express is too big.&lt;br /&gt;Both of us looked pregnant kind of when we left the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sushi Tei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the pictures is making me salivate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00643.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/DSC00643.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00644.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/DSC00644.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00646.jpg" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/DSC00646.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sukiyaki and Beef Kaminabe.&lt;br /&gt;Caleb heard the waitress say "Kaninabe" when checking that it was what we ordered.&lt;br /&gt;So rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Caleb.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the reminder you requested: Lets not order food that requires us to wait for the water to boil when we're starving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00647.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/DSC00647.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SASHIMIIIII.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like going to Nihon Mura buffet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00648.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/DSC00648.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vege teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Because somehow when I'm having exams I feel like I'm not entitled to fun or any recreational activities..Eating and socializing etc has become an optional thing.&lt;br /&gt;Its so weird huh.&lt;br /&gt;But feeling the need to not do anything else doesn't mean that i'm studying all the time la..&lt;br /&gt;I just pretend to be studying a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Ask me anything about the latest episodes of Taiwan variety shows and dramas and Channel U dramas such as KangXiLaiLe, Hi My Sweetheart, Autumn Concerto, Wan Quan Yu Le.&lt;br /&gt;I also watch CSI, Fringe, Stargate Universe etc (Caleb intro one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a time to get addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Eating makes me happy among the humdrum of life.&lt;br /&gt;I must emphasize that it does not include eating the food in hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people who complain about how bad the food tastes when it is actually edible because in principle we should cherish what we have instead of KPKB unnecessarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But recently the food is really really bad.&lt;br /&gt;Just ask anyone who has been eating food from the communal hall this semester.&lt;br /&gt;The tastes are just so weird, so weird that if you were blindfolded and tasted it you wouldn't be able to tell what the hell you just ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a bad experiences with communal hall food before such as when I found a THUMBTACK in the meat. Scary.&lt;br /&gt;But I had the last straw last week when the food was bad continuously for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very last time I ate the meat, it was so weird that I PUI it out of my mouth immediately after tasting it.&lt;br /&gt;I gave another piece of meat a second try but I PUI it out immediately.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't mean to act like a spoilt brat ok, it was reflex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now can you understand why I get so excited when I get to eat outside?&lt;br /&gt;NICE REAL FOOD is YUMMY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of complaining BYEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00653.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/November%20with%20Caleb%202009/DSC00653.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello friends the puzzle is almost done.&lt;br /&gt;I have a capable assistant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-4428835066840085467?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/4428835066840085467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=4428835066840085467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/4428835066840085467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/4428835066840085467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/12/going-bit-crazy-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-5220756566900107884</id><published>2009-11-30T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:26:40.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/SxZ31LITipI/AAAAAAAABUU/22wNptses2A/s1600-h/DSC00660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/SxZ31LITipI/AAAAAAAABUU/22wNptses2A/s320/DSC00660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410643757736626834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ling ling's unique tasting sweets from Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup our exams are not ending yet.&lt;br /&gt;Still mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/SxZ3036_hUI/AAAAAAAABUM/i9pTk6Pr6Bs/s1600-h/DSC00658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/SxZ3036_hUI/AAAAAAAABUM/i9pTk6Pr6Bs/s320/DSC00658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410643752580515138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using the phone in the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/SxZ30mli6lI/AAAAAAAABUE/aNBC-jBY8zM/s1600-h/DSC00657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/SxZ30mli6lI/AAAAAAAABUE/aNBC-jBY8zM/s320/DSC00657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410643747927157330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two of us were shushed by another fellow mugger because our whispering skills were not there yet.&lt;br /&gt;Feel quite guilty.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-5220756566900107884?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/5220756566900107884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=5220756566900107884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5220756566900107884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5220756566900107884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/12/ling-lings-unique-tasting-sweets-from.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_0IletRyAges/SxZ31LITipI/AAAAAAAABUU/22wNptses2A/s72-c/DSC00660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-7104552215058932404</id><published>2009-11-28T17:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T17:50:12.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hall'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello my exams are still going on.&lt;br /&gt;It has been going on since the Monday exam started and will end on the very last day of exam, stretching a total of 11 days. Pui.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in hall, wasting my life away.&lt;br /&gt;okay la to be fair its not all that bad cus my bf accompanies me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My $1 coin got eaten by the Block C vending machine again!&lt;br /&gt;Is that how lots of profit is earned?? how unscrupulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to complain about another thing.&lt;br /&gt;Last night after I saw my neighbour exit the toilet cubicle and went out of sight I entered that toilet cubicle to check out the toilet seat.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This behavior might seem bizarre to you guys but imagine how off-putting it is when you enter a communal living toilet and see that the toilet seat has been splattered with urine drops.&lt;br /&gt;Just damn gross.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, this is not like a coffee shop toilet la..&lt;br /&gt;This is a residential area where people use the same toilet many many times a day.&lt;br /&gt;Sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like peeing on your toilet seat in your own house.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway so I went into the toilet cubicle and saw blood all over the toilet seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. My neighbour is an Ah Tiong.&lt;br /&gt;She spread (menstrual) blood on the toilet seat.&lt;br /&gt;Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I can't assume that she is accountable for ALL seat dirtying incidents, she's at least responsible for one.&lt;br /&gt;Now I have someone to direct my angst towards. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-7104552215058932404?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/7104552215058932404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=7104552215058932404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/7104552215058932404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/7104552215058932404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-my-exams-are-still-going-on.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-9073190849303776555</id><published>2009-11-28T02:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T02:47:37.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/adminNUS/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/adminNUS/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;Does anybody watch the 9pm show on Channel 8 every Mon to Fri?&lt;br /&gt;Too bad the last episode was today..&lt;br /&gt;Because the little boy in the show was too cute to be true!&lt;br /&gt;So glad I took screenshots of the show on my laptop. YESSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/yuanyuan%20in%20Qi%20E%20Ba%20Ba/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Untitled.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/yuanyuan%20in%20Qi%20E%20Ba%20Ba/Untitled.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just damn cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/yuanyuan%20in%20Qi%20E%20Ba%20Ba/?action=view&amp;amp;current=yuanyuan1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/yuanyuan%20in%20Qi%20E%20Ba%20Ba/yuanyuan1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/yuanyuan%20in%20Qi%20E%20Ba%20Ba/?action=view&amp;amp;current=yuanyuan2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/yuanyuan%20in%20Qi%20E%20Ba%20Ba/yuanyuan2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/yuanyuan%20in%20Qi%20E%20Ba%20Ba/?action=view&amp;amp;current=yuan1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/yuanyuan%20in%20Qi%20E%20Ba%20Ba/yuan1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/yuanyuan%20in%20Qi%20E%20Ba%20Ba/?action=view&amp;amp;current=yuan2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/yuanyuan%20in%20Qi%20E%20Ba%20Ba/yuan2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little boy being professional and looking encouraging even though he was not the main focus in this scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/yuanyuan%20in%20Qi%20E%20Ba%20Ba/?action=view&amp;amp;current=yuanyuan.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/yuanyuan%20in%20Qi%20E%20Ba%20Ba/yuanyuan.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the CUTEST pic I took of him. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/yuanyuan%20in%20Qi%20E%20Ba%20Ba/?action=view&amp;amp;current=yuan3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/yuanyuan%20in%20Qi%20E%20Ba%20Ba/yuan3.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd so cute.&lt;br /&gt;Anybody thinks he looks slightly like my bro? hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-9073190849303776555?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/9073190849303776555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=9073190849303776555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/9073190849303776555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/9073190849303776555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/11/does-anybody-watch-9pm-show-on-channel.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-4910554384421942940</id><published>2009-11-21T12:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T13:01:54.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been studying with Lingz lately and thank goodness we made this arrangement..&lt;br /&gt;If not I'd still be playing Bejeweled Blitz, watching TV on my laptop and surfing net all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for motivating me Lingz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel good and happy because I learn things when I study..&lt;br /&gt;But at this rate I'm going I think I'll be ready to take the exam in about .. 13 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push on everyone..! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Cal for motivating me and providing for my emotional needs as well.&lt;br /&gt;You make the sun shine (in my room at least.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-4910554384421942940?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/4910554384421942940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=4910554384421942940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/4910554384421942940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/4910554384421942940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-been-studying-with-lingz-lately-and.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-6714964928664264318</id><published>2009-11-18T01:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T01:37:37.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you'll know it when you are being left out. &lt;div&gt;at first it did hurt because i thought we were supposed to be tight, together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but apparently these thoughts were one-sided when i accidentally find out that i've been excluded again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm mocking my own kind gesture at giving help prior to that knowledge...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I've long gotten used to it already because maybe thats how some people are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'I' comes first, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but oh well, who cares about people who doesn't reciprocate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at least i tried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;screw them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-6714964928664264318?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/6714964928664264318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=6714964928664264318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6714964928664264318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6714964928664264318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/11/youll-know-it-when-you-are-being-left.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-6469117168754577595</id><published>2009-11-14T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T20:51:59.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone is making me very happy... :)&lt;br /&gt;Even though half the time I am tearing my hair out from trying my best not to become angry at Cal.&lt;br /&gt;It is this game that &lt;s&gt;we&lt;/s&gt; he plays which involves him saying a lot of things and trying his best to piss me off...&lt;br /&gt;This game usually ends when my eyes are brimming with tears/fury or when smoke blows out of my orifices then he'll start trying to make up for it again by saying some nice things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew emotional rollercoaster.&lt;br /&gt;haha. But its funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the love, love! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-6469117168754577595?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/6469117168754577595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=6469117168754577595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6469117168754577595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6469117168754577595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/11/someone-is-making-me-very-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-8670348989811767154</id><published>2009-11-03T11:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T12:15:39.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Siok's birthday</title><content type='html'>I had the Siok-Ling experience that night.&lt;br /&gt;And I loved it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-k4YpFCEI/AAAAAAAABR8/hwsNFT8-CcQ/s1600-h/3+of+us2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-k4YpFCEI/AAAAAAAABR8/hwsNFT8-CcQ/s320/3+of+us2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399715766834890818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini celebration of Siok's birthday at Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's at Dempsey on Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;That night I went there from hall by cab because I still don't know the way even though its the third time within 2 months that I'm going there.&lt;br /&gt;Waste money. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;And I was half an hour early!&lt;br /&gt;Felt so cold and lonely when I was chop-ing the seats for them.&lt;br /&gt;I should have just tried my luck with the buses haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Here comes the birthday girl Siok. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-qCSn2NCI/AAAAAAAABSE/QKIpKhN6o4c/s1600-h/siok+pretty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-qCSn2NCI/AAAAAAAABSE/QKIpKhN6o4c/s320/siok+pretty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399721434575942690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-q3iqKHyI/AAAAAAAABSU/zrq7Je5eZWE/s1600-h/ling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-q3iqKHyI/AAAAAAAABSU/zrq7Je5eZWE/s320/ling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399722349413670690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and Ling Ling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-q3hSYZQI/AAAAAAAABSc/L1LaHO87wPs/s1600-h/skull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-q3hSYZQI/AAAAAAAABSc/L1LaHO87wPs/s320/skull.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399722349045507330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Siok says that this thing looks like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-q3TvXnGI/AAAAAAAABSM/FfpNyZtI_sU/s1600-h/bus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-q3TvXnGI/AAAAAAAABSM/FfpNyZtI_sU/s320/bus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399722345408994402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've learnt that it is impossible to stop giggling or laughing at something when Siok is around.&lt;br /&gt;It is tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finished the icecream 'cake' and enjoyed the music by Soul-to-Soul we went to DblO to quench our thirst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-rjnyfCMI/AAAAAAAABS8/RsOMqPVTrW0/s1600-h/jaegerbomb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-rjnyfCMI/AAAAAAAABS8/RsOMqPVTrW0/s320/jaegerbomb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399723106705017026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And camwhored a bit while waiting for Cal and his friends to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-r4_ZMhSI/AAAAAAAABTM/t8TEBHybPRM/s1600-h/simisai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-r4_ZMhSI/AAAAAAAABTM/t8TEBHybPRM/s320/simisai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399723473818649890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that came to my mind: What the.... is this about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-r5LMo7EI/AAAAAAAABTU/hwQNGahBWsM/s1600-h/simisai2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-r5LMo7EI/AAAAAAAABTU/hwQNGahBWsM/s320/simisai2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399723476987210818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Ling and Siok Are kind of talented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-r5spSUpI/AAAAAAAABTk/olAlsZM0w5c/s1600-h/simisai4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-r5spSUpI/AAAAAAAABTk/olAlsZM0w5c/s320/simisai4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399723485965734546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-r5Q6WQbI/AAAAAAAABTc/LwJzJq_ITZE/s1600-h/simisai3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-r5Q6WQbI/AAAAAAAABTc/LwJzJq_ITZE/s320/simisai3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399723478521102770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I named those series of photos 'Simisai'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my tall bf came. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-rjDn5t7I/AAAAAAAABSs/BZRzn2UdYEk/s1600-h/cal+and+i+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-rjDn5t7I/AAAAAAAABSs/BZRzn2UdYEk/s320/cal+and+i+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399723096996951986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got our drinks and became very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-ri5meMtI/AAAAAAAABSk/BhG361-Gn9Y/s1600-h/blur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-ri5meMtI/AAAAAAAABSk/BhG361-Gn9Y/s320/blur.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399723094306599634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-rjcUdeXI/AAAAAAAABS0/XhjbXtUw90E/s1600-h/drink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-rjcUdeXI/AAAAAAAABS0/XhjbXtUw90E/s320/drink.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399723103626295666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-rjwUMJ6I/AAAAAAAABTE/S1amSHG8EUY/s1600-h/nice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-rjwUMJ6I/AAAAAAAABTE/S1amSHG8EUY/s320/nice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399723108993869730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Siok is high all the time even when she's sober.&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine how much fun we had when she's had lots to drink and was GCS 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-tmF-IpwI/AAAAAAAABTs/vToJxnWfl48/s1600-h/ling+and+siok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-tmF-IpwI/AAAAAAAABTs/vToJxnWfl48/s320/ling+and+siok.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399725348189939458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-twf6rKzI/AAAAAAAABT0/Zd-zJJ_o6Z8/s1600-h/blur+us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Su-twf6rKzI/AAAAAAAABT0/Zd-zJJ_o6Z8/s320/blur+us.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399725526953438002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should do it again.&lt;br /&gt;I promise to pee less and be less sleepy. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-8670348989811767154?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/8670348989811767154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=8670348989811767154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8670348989811767154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8670348989811767154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/11/siok.html' title='Siok&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_0IletRyAges/Su-k4YpFCEI/AAAAAAAABR8/hwsNFT8-CcQ/s72-c/3+of+us2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-2676877054845323661</id><published>2009-10-30T14:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T15:08:43.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F0od and Us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(102, 102, 102); white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/october09/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00532.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/october09/DSC00532.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/october09/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00532.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;At the fruits drinks stall: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Qw: Auntie one papaya milk shake pls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Auntie: No more papaya milk shake.  Cal: Then we'll have one strawberry milkshake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Qw: Har you have that. I will go to the other drinks stall to buy something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When I finished my purchase at the drinks stall Cal pointed out that I bought the same thing in the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Strawberry HL milk. Boo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/october09/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00538.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/october09/DSC00538.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I bought this pair of new shoes which gayly matches his. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/october09/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00549.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/october09/DSC00549.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Just couldn't resist lining the napkins around the mole on my thigh when I was at Macs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:medium;"&gt;Thanks Cal for applying my favorite curry sauce on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/october09/?action=view&amp;amp;current=BluetoothExchangeFolder1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/october09/BluetoothExchangeFolder1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-2676877054845323661?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/2676877054845323661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=2676877054845323661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/2676877054845323661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/2676877054845323661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/10/f0od-and-us.html' title='F0od and Us.'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-9087860964700974862</id><published>2009-10-30T14:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T14:44:04.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My notes from lab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/october09/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00543.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/october09/DSC00543.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/october09/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00543.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The teacher was talking too fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(102, 102, 102); white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/october09/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00541-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/october09/DSC00541-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-9087860964700974862?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/9087860964700974862/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-4811015845890269226</id><published>2009-10-30T14:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T14:33:21.654+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm moving out of hall when this semester ends.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time after 5 semesters of staying on campus I will be going home to stay.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to miss this place. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/october09/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00539.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/october09/DSC00539.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my view in the morning from where I lie on my bed.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when its time to move on we have to move on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-4811015845890269226?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/4811015845890269226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=4811015845890269226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/4811015845890269226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/4811015845890269226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-moving-out-of-hall-when-this.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-6586531088551835814</id><published>2009-10-14T22:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T22:55:09.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am dreading school. &lt;div&gt;Case studies, simulations, health assessments, it is simply crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How to do all those when I am that kind of person who likes to enjoy life (in other words, nua). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I managed to complete my previous case study thanks to Cal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He really motivates me when I get tired and sick of writing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I particularly like it when he threatens to scold me CC something or FU something or KN something if I were to continue to laze around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It works! haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just kidding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realize how difficult it is to be a girl's boyfriend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because a girl has menses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before a girl has menses she get mood swings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When that happens she cries a lot and gets pissed off a lot and the boyfriend is at the receiving end &lt;s&gt;most of &lt;/s&gt; all the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If the guy is a boy's boyfriend he wouldn't have to deal with PMS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has to pacify her, bring tissue, be alert all the time about not saying things to spark her off, answer the same question "DO YOU REALLY LOVE ME????" over and over again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl with pms: Hey.. Do you like me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BF: Yes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl with pms: Then do you love me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BF: Uh huh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl with pms: Are you sure?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BF: Why do you ask?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl with pms: You act like you don't love me anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BF: Did I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl with pms: Yes. You let go off my hand when we were crossing the road. You used to hold my hand so tightly... *sniffs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BF: I'm so sorry baby. I was covering my mouth because I coughed. Anyway it was for 10 seconds only. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl with pms: You really don't love me anymore..... :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It takes a lot of skill to deal with this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank goodness Cal has super high EQ and knows what to do all the time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even when I don't know what to do with my whining self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing scissors paper stone with him helps my mood! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I get to win! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and really irritate him when I show him this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Scissors Paper Stone WINNER FACE&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Tell me if the face is irritating. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00512.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/DSC00512.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT REALLY GETS TO HIS NERVES. WHOO~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-6586531088551835814?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/6586531088551835814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=6586531088551835814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6586531088551835814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6586531088551835814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-dreading-school.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-6236856047510213630</id><published>2009-10-14T21:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T00:27:19.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 21st</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Hello!&lt;br /&gt;I have been wanting to blog for so long but was busy with the 2500 words case study that made the dents in my ass, remember?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;It is a perfect opportunity to blog right now since I am trying to procrastinate starting on my next 2500 words case study due in, oops, 9 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upsetting stuff aside, I want to blog about my 21st birthday!&lt;br /&gt;My goodness I am 21.&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;I still feel like I'm 18 or 16.&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I thought I wasn't going to have a birthday celebration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But after much consideration Cal and I decided to hold 2 small celebrations for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The considering process goes like this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Cal: Eh so are we having a celebration?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Qw: I don't know leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Cal: Eh so are we having a celebration?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Qw: Hmm.. I don't know leh. So troublesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Cal: Eh so are we having a celebration?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Qw: Should we? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Cal: Eh so are we having a celebration?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Qw: Okay la okay la. Stop asking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Celebration part 1 was in double o the night before 19th Sept with shing, shuyu, huiyi and some of his guy friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I drank. But I didn't puke. What an achievement! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Celebration Part 2 was at the Reddot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Cal looked for the location, booked it, bought the cake and basically spent a lot of money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I just had to look nice and attend my birthday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1564.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/IMG_1564.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Cal asked me to clear some space in the fridge to keep the cake before we went to Reddot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But do you know how stinky the fridge in hall is? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Some of the food in the fridge has grown so much mould that it looks like coral. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nmfs.noaa.gov/pr/images/invertebrates/elkhorn_keysnms_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.nmfs.noaa.gov/pr/images/invertebrates/elkhorn_keysnms_sm.jpg" border="0" alt="" height="100/" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So I jokingly asked him if he could put the cake back in the shop and collect it again later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And he scolded me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;sigh. getting scolded on my birthday. I guess I deserved it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I got a really big surprise when I saw what was written on the cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0236.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/IMG_0236.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I got a few looks of dismal and got scolded again by my friends who asked me why I did this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I wish I could have invited more people.. or that the people I invited were not busy.. or that I invited Diana because I remember that it was Wanfong who went for SEP, not diana. i feel like shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But anyway. THANKS FRIENDS FOR COMING! I FEEL LOVED! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1558.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/IMG_1558.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0225.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/IMG_0225.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Hello Sisters! Are you girls spying my blog? Wanjia you like the hearts on ur face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sisters-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/sisters-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1528.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/IMG_1528.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="250/" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My super cute Sec 1 and 2 classmates: HuiYi QiuYi Jes Wenyi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My goodness how much have we grown since. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2ly2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/2ly2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=qiumeandhui.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/qiumeandhui.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My second favourite couple Ben + Jeslyn. My exroomie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Bompa girls (including huiyi) reunited. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jesandbf.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/jesandbf.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Bee who's so sweet to attend even though nobody she knew was coming. Love you bee! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Glad u liked the lychee martini cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0247.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/IMG_0247.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bee.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/bee.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Soccer girls Val and Lu plus bee. me val and lu appeared in Reddot again a few weeks later for Val's birthday celebration. Funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jc.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/jc.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="400/" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Hello hallmates and nurses. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1507.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/IMG_1507.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Cheers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1533.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/IMG_1533.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="450" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0245.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/IMG_0245.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Alicia cuts cakes very well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0196.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/IMG_0196.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ling thanks for mistaking my bf as the waiter. I will never forget that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He is so helpful help us pour drinks only what. why you treat him like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1521.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/IMG_1521.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Hello caleb! Thanks for organizing the beautiful night and providing the chance to celebrate with these special people in my life. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I appreciate it very much!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I want to praise you for doing such a good job. Why so zai? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=meandcal.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/meandcal.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="450" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0235.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/21st%20birthday%202009/IMG_0235.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My favourite favorite couple is me and my boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;Needless to say right. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-6236856047510213630?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/6236856047510213630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=6236856047510213630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6236856047510213630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6236856047510213630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='My 21st'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-4036308432632768031</id><published>2009-10-10T19:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T19:44:09.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The dents in my ass are evidence of my hard work and long hours of working on the case study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-4036308432632768031?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/4036308432632768031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=4036308432632768031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/4036308432632768031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/4036308432632768031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/10/dents-in-my-ass-are-evidence-of-my-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-5029948961709974307</id><published>2009-10-05T09:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T10:06:22.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went with lulu to Val's birthday party yesterday... &lt;div&gt;It was really really nice to talk to Lulu and immerse myself in the Lu goodness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we were travelling from town to dempsey and when we left dempsey Lu was vigilant about my safety and kept offering her hand when we were walking on staircases.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't trip at all last night! What a feat! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too bad Diana was sick and couldn't come join us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really quite apologetic to Lu for making us walk so much when we were looking for the bus stop to go to Dempsey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Lulu, I don't know how to go to Dempsey from town leh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lulu: I also don't know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Har? Then how did you go that day when my birthday was held there? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lulu: You fetched me there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Oh. -_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we walked around and around trying to look for the bus stop. Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end we found a bus stop behind Taka like Wenyi and huiyi said, but there wasn't bus 7!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn irritated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Lulu simply raised her hand to flag a cab. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We met up with Derre and Kelly at the party too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Val the birthday girl is so young and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I sound like I am 50)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to learn to be content. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the best way is by not expecting so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Expectations only lead to disappointments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok gotta go do work &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-5029948961709974307?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/5029948961709974307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=5029948961709974307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5029948961709974307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5029948961709974307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-went-with-lulu-to-vals-birthday-party.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-269103283598944678</id><published>2009-09-28T21:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T21:28:40.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fucking pimples. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish they'd all just grow at the sole of my feet instead of my face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-269103283598944678?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/269103283598944678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=269103283598944678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/269103283598944678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/269103283598944678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/09/fucking-pimples_28.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-6831274065776333148</id><published>2009-09-27T12:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T12:20:32.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not food</title><content type='html'>Hey thanks &lt;a href="http://www.myfoodsirens.wordpress.com"&gt;Qiu&lt;/a&gt; for the lovely post on your blog dedicated to me even though I cannot be considered food. I am honoured! :D thanks babe...  &lt;div&gt;School opens tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 case studies, 1 reflective journal, 1 GEM project. All not done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoo hoo~ sounds exciting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next up will be a post on my birthday celebration.... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-6831274065776333148?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/6831274065776333148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=6831274065776333148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6831274065776333148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6831274065776333148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-not-food.html' title='I am not food'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-1405619604027913606</id><published>2009-09-17T08:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T09:14:47.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8917_138660611439_709696439_3174528.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/8917_138660611439_709696439_3174528.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(missing serene in this photo)&lt;br /&gt;We're the IFG champs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This team is soooo good.&lt;br /&gt;We have so many talented players that we didn't have to worry about our stamina not being able to last because there was rolling substitution!&lt;br /&gt;wh000~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the first game Cunzi (coach) was briefing us about how we should do it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cunzi: You see that team over there, I haven't seen the way they play yet, but their weakness is they have no substitutes.&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. Luckily our team was big.&lt;br /&gt;The sun started to blaze at 11 plus and we were drinking a lot of water to rehydrate ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Tetiey and Mas couldn't take a drop as they were fasting.&lt;br /&gt;I admire their perserverance!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;I will just die if I couldn't drink after playing soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. gotta go....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-1405619604027913606?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/1405619604027913606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=1405619604027913606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1405619604027913606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1405619604027913606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/09/missing-serene-in-this-photo-were-ifg.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-5152570641200445940</id><published>2009-09-12T12:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T14:36:08.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cal's surprise of the week</title><content type='html'>It is so called Surprise of The Week because Cal promised to give me a surprise every week. &lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So tiring for him leh, have to keep thinking of ways to surprise me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I don't keep track of the surprises and kept forgetting about this surprise thingy because I didn't think it would happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which is a great thing! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cus I genuinely get surprised this way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This handsome penguin is my surprise for last week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! I just realise that it says Q in front, haha, my name! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(102, 102, 102);  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00439.jpg" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/DSC00439.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Cal first saw this at the bazaar with a number of other interesting toys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made him guess which one I liked best and he amazingly guessed correctly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't this penguin sooo cute? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite part of him is his function! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He vaccums! I can now suck small dust particles and hair from my table with this cute penguin! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whee I love cleaning my room! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To cut the story short, he suddenly appeared with this penguin one week after the first day we saw it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okays now for the surprise of the week: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That day I wasn't feeling so well with the running nose + green mucus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to sleep ZzZZzzzz again even though I was sleeping before that and skipped dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then when Cal came to look for me at night he hurried me to change out for supper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was reluctant to change out of my PJs . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, to placate him, I changed into another set of PJs (pyjamas). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So he drove me to Kent Ridge Park carpark and took these out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(102, 102, 102);  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00397.jpg" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/DSC00397.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="350/" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00399.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/DSC00399.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="350/" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;White wine (chilled) and CHEESECAKE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wah lao tell me how to not get fat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh u people stop telling me he's trying to get me drunk with the wine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can hear you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt really guilty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I was whining (inside my head) about how much I wanted to zzzZzzz and just why did he have to force me to go for supper why did he force me to change - in the end I still wear my Pyjamas what... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So guilty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somemore he didn't sleep much the nightS before and was so stressed up over his Lab Report which was due soon..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody knows what a bitch Lab Reports are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had so much work to do and he took time out to prepare this for a whiny Qianwen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guilty until want to die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The least I could do was change OUT of my pyjamas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay so we ate in the car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whee~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Following that we had a walk in the park. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cal: Lets go and take a walk outside the car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qw: And feed the mosquitoes? Ok. *act willing face*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whiny voice: Eat finish already still don't want to go back? zZZzZZZZzzz. Its near midnight now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we were walking around outside Cal kept looking at his handphone and everytime after he looked at his phone I expected him to say 'ok lets head back' but nooooo... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked until .. very long la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then when we went back to the car, he asked me to put the icebox into the boot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I opened the boot and ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Eh?"&lt;/span&gt; when I saw this.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:-webkit-monospace;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00405.jpg" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/DSC00405.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="400/" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was thinking, "Cal, no space to put your icebox la."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked more closely at the card.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Want to see? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(102, 102, 102); white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00408.jpg" target="_blank" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/DSC00408.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so surprised that I couldn't read properly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first time I read the paper I stopped reading at where Cal says I am the most lovable person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I turned to look at him grinning from ear to ear and kept saying thank you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought he was so sweet t0 organise this just to tell me that I am most lovable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO STUPID.! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I DIDN'T realise he was asking me to be his girlfriend! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until he started to read the piece of paper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the tears came. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My tears I mean; Cal didn't cry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just couldn't stop them from streaming from my eyes... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(102, 102, 102); white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00401.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/DSC00401.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="400/" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My face was all wet and nose red. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the 9th of Sept 2009 Midnight - that was why he kept looking at his hp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;09/09/09. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were 9 roses, 8 balloons (because 1 exploded when we were on the way to kent ridge park). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't realise it was that date until he explained why to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He chose this date because 999 in chinese means long long long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. He wants to be with me for  very long! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was the reason why he didn't ask me to be his gf for so many months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor thing, there were several times that he claimed that I 'shoot' him about not asking me to be his gf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Example: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qw: Eh my friend ask me how old my boyfriend is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cal: Then what you say? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qw: I don't have boyfriend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cal: =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qw: Eh you are such a sweet boyfriend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cal: Thanks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qw: Oops I say wrongly, I don't have boyfriend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cal: =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, now we are boyfriend girlfriend! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though most of my friends assume that we were already together since long time ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We may have been very close but we were not BF-GF because he didn't ask me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I myself was confused about this ambigous relationship a few months ago.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I asked him about that a few months ago.&lt;br /&gt;Qw: So are we together? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cal: No. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qw: OK LOR IF THAT MAKES U HAPPY :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just kidding it wasn't like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did ask him and he gave me a really good answer and I agreed with that decision to wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night after I asked him if we were together I felt really weird because... its not right to ask people such questions right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I consulted my younger sis and she confirmed with me that it was out of line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the topic... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so so so lucky to meet such great person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He tells me jokes when I am bored (or not), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he laughs at my lame jokes, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he doesn't mind my abnormal behavior, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he allows me to bully him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he dotes on me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he likes my family and vice versa, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he makes me happy when I am sad, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he makes me happier when I am already happy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he thinks I am special (I think I am weird),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he thinks I am cute, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he thinks I am so many things I never thought myself to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he treats me really well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am in good hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in love with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-5152570641200445940?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/5152570641200445940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=5152570641200445940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5152570641200445940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5152570641200445940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/09/cals-surprise-of-week.html' title='Cal&apos;s surprise of the week'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-1774841112486793458</id><published>2009-09-11T01:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T02:11:20.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hpw</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I like my family, my sisters and my cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're so cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We play games like fish eat fish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00377.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/DSC00377.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00378.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/DSC00378.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9226_164637749288_579589288_3460197_336299_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9226_164637749288_579589288_3460197_336299_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9226_164637749288_579589288_3460197_336299_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello!&lt;br /&gt;It was my grandmother's birthday a few weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;There was a cosy/funny/noisy buffet dinner gathering in my house and it was fun as usual ~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Except my sulking brother at the bottom left corner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without trying hard, you can see him trying his best to spoil the picture.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My school like has been quite pleasant too (besides the fact that I'm not really keeping up with my school work... ). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember when I had to use crutches last semester I kept thinking &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Is today the day I am going to die tumbling this flights of stairs?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00409.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/DSC00409.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But recently I found out that I don't have to be using crutches to die falling down stairs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cus I just have to be myself to get injured. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00381.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/DSC00381.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was walking down the stairs with one hand on Cal's arm and then Suddenly, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was kneeling on the floor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of grabbing Cal when I was going to fall I went to grab the plant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was how I got the thorns in my palm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So smart hor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00382.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/DSC00382.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00383.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/DSC00383.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously suspect something wrong with my cerebellum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can anyone trip and fall so often? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02396.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/DSC02396.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="550" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cute classmates! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was the day we went to MOF at Raffles City to eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, for ppl who haven't been to MOF to eat before, this is what you have to do to order food: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Choose your dish from the menu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Write the corresponding item Code e.g. 320-A on the order list&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Bring the order list to the cashier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Pay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;QED (quite easily done). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I got stuck at step 4 because the cashier returned my order list to me as he didn't understand what I meant when I wrote "14.80". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When he returned it to me I myself didn't understand what I wrote. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until I remembered that I gong-gong-ly wrote the price $14.80 instead of the item code. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so smart. -_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00394.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/be%20my%20girlfriend/DSC00394.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody say Hi to Ali the cutie. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were in the nursing skills lab this afternoon practising tracheostomy dressing change and we didn't want to waste the cotton balls by soaking them in Normal Saline. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Alicia pretended to pour the Normal Saline into the cotton balls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She proceeded to pretend to squeeze the cotton balls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We normally do so to prevent dripping when we use it to clean the patient's wound site or whereever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ali squeezed the DRY cotton balls ONE by ONE, taking more than an acceptable length of time for someone pretending to be squeezing dry cotton balls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gerry and I watched, stunned, by the side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Ali, for being so cuteeeeee. :D I would like to give you a pat on your shoulder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is time to blog about Cal's surprise of the week for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I think it deserves another post of its own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hang in there :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-1774841112486793458?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/1774841112486793458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=1774841112486793458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1774841112486793458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1774841112486793458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/09/hpw.html' title='Hpw'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-5976747377206912858</id><published>2009-08-25T08:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T08:09:19.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the weather is so nice we deserve to be given the option to sleep in or to go for class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-5976747377206912858?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/5976747377206912858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=5976747377206912858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5976747377206912858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5976747377206912858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/08/weather-is-so-nice-we-deserve-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-9002449333864424692</id><published>2009-08-21T23:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T00:18:51.022+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><title type='text'>My surprise birthday celebration</title><content type='html'>I was telling Cal the other day to not bother giving me a surprise birthday party. (my birthday is on 19 September. :D )&lt;br /&gt;Of course I would appreciate the effort very much but I would be obliged to BE surprised just imagine how cruel would it be to say ‘I KNEW SOMETHING WAS GOING ON’. I would definitely know something is going on because realistically it is impossible to divert my attention so much that I forget my own birthday…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I jokingly told him to forget about giving me a surprise surprise because I am so going to smell a rat when he’s up to something.. unless he holds my surprise birthday party ONE MONTH before the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what happened on the 19 August?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=calwithcake.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/calwithcake.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a surprise birthday.. surprise! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day I was really shocked to enter the room to find it dark and when I was trying to figure out what the hell happened to the lights I heard Cute Cal singing birthday song to me.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Then he walked out from behind the cupboard door with a slice of lit (i almost spelt 'litted') apple crumble cheesecake - YUM -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=qianwenwithcake.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="450" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/qianwenwithcake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was even a present on it!&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how ridiculously sweet this is.&lt;br /&gt;I always thought such things couldn't possibly happen to me cus I am so unromantic and wet blanket-y...&lt;br /&gt;haha but oh wells. I guess I am getting lucky. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-9002449333864424692?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/9002449333864424692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=9002449333864424692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/9002449333864424692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/9002449333864424692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-was-telling-cal-other-day-to-not.html' title='My surprise birthday celebration'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-8725814129302881424</id><published>2009-08-18T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:56:56.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting school</title><content type='html'>I feel that this semester will be great cus we had such a good start for our lessons.. &lt;div&gt;Our lecturers are great (this sem) they are inspiring and they make lectures so interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that being in nursing allows us really helps to put a lot of things in perspective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I hear stories about disasters and losing loved ones it still makes me scringe cus I realise once again how fragile life is... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I should waste little time being upset with loved ones and waste less effort fretting over minor minor things like breakouts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/indoor%20picnic/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00345.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/indoor%20picnic/DSC00345.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BOOOOO~ Looking at this picture makes me upset all over again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like slapping the pimples. Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, waste lesser effort to mope about putting on weight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/indoor%20picnic/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00324.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/indoor%20picnic/DSC00324.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/indoor%20picnic/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00326.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/indoor%20picnic/DSC00326.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/indoor%20picnic/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00327.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/indoor%20picnic/DSC00327.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I have food to eat, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day I was feeling crappy to the max (i'm having my menses now by the way) and being very smelly-faced and quiet and basically being awful company to Cal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He forced me to go shower - take a loooong sloooowww shower - and said that it would make me feel better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I were Cal and my QW was behaving this way, instead of asking her to take a shower I would definitely grab her hair and ask her to wake up her idea, yup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway so I grouchily went to take a shower. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I came back this was on the table. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/indoor%20picnic/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00361.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/indoor%20picnic/DSC00361.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know someone really likes you when you are a whiny (and not physically appealing and annoying and all things crappy) toad and that someone still sticks around and tries to cheer you up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really like that someone back. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-8725814129302881424?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/8725814129302881424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=8725814129302881424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8725814129302881424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8725814129302881424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/08/starting-school.html' title='Starting school'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-672501352099970247</id><published>2009-08-03T10:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T12:38:07.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursing'/><title type='text'>CONVENTUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Conventus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(our school's own nursing day celebrations)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=all1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/all1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I call a Dream Cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To squeeze a 20minute worth of musical into 2 weeks of rehearsals was no easy feat.&lt;br /&gt;We had to LEARN the dance, memorize our lines and refine the details for example, the music, the lights, the mikes, the props, the jokes etc, all within 2 weeks (n we don't work on weekends) =&gt; long hours daily =&gt; freaking tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We show our tired faces such as this seen below to Ling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,102);font-size:10;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=paralysed-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/paralysed-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And beg her to give us breaks and let us go off earlier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Poor Ling! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sorry you had to be the target of all the whining and complaining... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hope you don't mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Do know that we love you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ling3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ling3-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/ling3-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;These wonderful people made the rehearsals fun and memorable and we gave each other lots of motivation to continue dancing and practising when our batteries were beeping low.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, drinking coffee helped too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=coffee-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/coffee-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=coffee1-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/coffee1-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, the rehearsals weren't all that tiring physically because we spent a substantial amount of time &lt;s&gt;doing other nonsense&lt;/s&gt; bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00273.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00274.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/DSC00274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a list of a few things we did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We learnt how to beatbox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, this is my fav fav activity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ling1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/ling1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5773_110301807238_600432238_2265487.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/5773_110301807238_600432238_2265487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ling looks pretty cool right?&lt;br /&gt;She assigned us an instrument each and taught us how to make the sounds and when we combined..&lt;br /&gt;woah.&lt;br /&gt;we sounded terrible.&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=beatbox-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/beatbox-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even made an MTV of us beatboxing with Alicia and Huikoon as the lead singers for the song Stand Up Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;It was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;You should see us getting so excited spitting into the microphone and doing it like we're pros.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, we were embarrassing ourselves la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. I almost forgot about our one Fan!&lt;br /&gt;We had ONE fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5773_110301727238_600432238_2265482.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/5773_110301727238_600432238_2265482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MC was totally into it and supportive. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=huikoon3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/huikoon3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over here you can see koon 'singing' into the microphone.&lt;br /&gt;Her singing usually sounds like 'wooooooo' and 'hoooooooo' stretched a few bars and repeated a few times until somebody asks her to stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she's not 'wooooo'ing you can be sure she's talking about harry potter again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. We learnt how to dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5773_110301602238_600432238_2265474.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/5773_110301602238_600432238_2265474.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02366.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="350" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/DSC02366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from my face, I am totally amused whenever Siok is around.&lt;br /&gt;She is super funny, humorous and witty, and she can remember so many songs' lyrics.!&lt;br /&gt;Have I already mentioned that she is hot as well?&lt;br /&gt;Her nickname is Ferney Spears (mixture of Fergie and Britney).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just go crazy when she bunches up her top to show off her abs.&lt;br /&gt;Freaking funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time me and Siok and ling and Titty(don't you love her name?) where chilling and 'beatboxing' and Ling taught us a very difficult rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;Cus our mouths were tired already, Titty and Siok changed their base and snare sounds to 'MeePok'.&lt;br /&gt;So they went 'Mee mee mee mee pok mee pok mee pok mee mee mee mee pok'.&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. We (tried) to learn how to be sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhiru shows us how:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sexyzhiru1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/sexyzhiru1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, we can be weird,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=huikoon2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/huikoon2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=wah.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/wah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can be cool,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ling2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/ling2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00225.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/DSC00225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can be really cute,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=yuting2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/yuting2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=titty-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/titty-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=suyin.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/suyin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can be stern..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siok-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/siok-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=alicianling-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/alicianling-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=docalicia1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/docalicia1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we don't do sexy! haha. zhiru you win. &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sexyzhiru.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/sexyzhiru.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that conventus has come to an end I'll really miss these girls and each and every one and their quirky sides.&lt;br /&gt;And the best part was that people thought that the performance was entertaining!&lt;br /&gt;When we were rehearsing, sure I knew &lt;i&gt;sure&lt;/i&gt; some parts were funny, but would the audience be able to catch the joke?&lt;br /&gt;And how about the non funny parts.. would it be boring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wells I was enthralled when I heard the audience's laughter even when we were not doing anything that was meant to be funny.&lt;br /&gt;It is really fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;man.. I didn't realise I miss performing so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;We seriously owe the smooth flow of performance to backstage people like Shermin and SiYing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siying-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/siying-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Shirgi. haha poor thing you had to squat down there throughout the performance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=shirgi.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/conventus%2009/shirgi.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and MC and WingSze and Delphine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Hello Shimin and Desmond and Cal who came to support us! :D&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys. I hope you guys enjoyed the show ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait one last thing.&lt;br /&gt;After the performance ended I complained to Cal that my costume, a white and blue scrub suit, made me look fat and ugly and look like a JANITOR.&lt;br /&gt;My dear Cal looked at me and started spelling "G..E..N.."&lt;br /&gt;I went crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-672501352099970247?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/672501352099970247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=672501352099970247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/672501352099970247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/672501352099970247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/08/conventus.html' title='CONVENTUS'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-7113364519865063996</id><published>2009-07-21T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T00:03:41.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now there's someone to rest my head on after a long day. &lt;br /&gt;Its really .. comforting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-7113364519865063996?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/7113364519865063996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=7113364519865063996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/7113364519865063996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/7113364519865063996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/07/now-theres-someone-to-return-home-to.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-6176966011953167681</id><published>2009-07-20T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:09:05.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am going to have a breakout. &lt;div&gt;Boo~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't been sleeping well the entire week because of the annoying cough combined with the humid weather. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was not pleasant at all having to wait until my elder sis vacants her bed (when she goes for work in the morning) so that I could take over her more cooling space. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so lucky I only got the cough AFTER attachment has ended. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HURRAY! my attachment has ended! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huiyi! your attachment has ended on friday too right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets go play! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wells the last week at CDC was kind of boring just like RH.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't feel good that I didn't learn/do much during the entire attachment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think we're losing out in terms of the number of opportunites to practise compared to our classmates at other hospitals.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT OH WELLS what to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00174.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/DSC00174.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00175.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/DSC00175.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00177.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/DSC00177.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02343.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/DSC02343.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My very very important Ling Ling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a good lover. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said she would still love me even if I have H1N1 or AIDS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awww so sweet :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are made by sweet Yanqi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00193.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/DSC00193.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00191.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/DSC00191.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(She's also the one who volunteers to reach the workplace at 7am when we had a choice to reach at 8am. haha. we should all learn to be like our dear Yanqi.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup. My classmates are cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi Yuting! remember green tea ice-cream? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stop salivating! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00224.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/DSC00224.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yu yu my clinical posting partner! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for being around all the time, staying back or coming early a few times to see me (because we belong to different stations in the ward) and talking to me when I need you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You never fail to surprise me with your insightful comments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its true: you can't judge a book by its cover. just look at you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JUST KIDDING MY DEAR! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hee I hope we can meet up often even though you're not staying in hall anymore... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Uglyunite043.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Uglyunite043.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oei my teguh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't want me anymore, do you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't heard from you for so long.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DO YOU STILL LOVE ME? DO YOU?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OR DO YOU HAVE SOMEONE ELSE ALREADY????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have the right to know.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get back to me ASAP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some pictures of hall people here: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/supper%20at%20chomp/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5280_232988090563_650455563_7957655.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/supper%20at%20chomp/5280_232988090563_650455563_7957655.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="350/" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/supper%20at%20chomp/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5280_232988095563_650455563_7957656.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/supper%20at%20chomp/5280_232988095563_650455563_7957656.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These people are (part of) the reason I gain weight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/supper%20at%20chomp/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5280_232988105563_650455563_7957657.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/supper%20at%20chomp/5280_232988105563_650455563_7957657.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/supper%20at%20chomp/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5280_232988115563_650455563_7957659.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/supper%20at%20chomp/5280_232988115563_650455563_7957659.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/supper%20at%20chomp/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5280_232988125563_650455563_7957661.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/supper%20at%20chomp/5280_232988125563_650455563_7957661.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/supper%20at%20chomp/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5280_232988150563_650455563_7957665.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/supper%20at%20chomp/5280_232988150563_650455563_7957665.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Des, Goodbye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(not)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;miss you very much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(not)&lt;/span&gt; cry the day you fly off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(not)&lt;/span&gt; think about you everyday when you are having the time of your life in cold Toronto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha Just kidding la &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(not)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok serious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night our dinner at Chomp Chomp was really very fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't had so much fun with you guys in such a long time already.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am always so sure that we will have infinite amount of fun when we go out together because we know each other's funny and Suan spot so well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We know how to make each other PISSED OFF, make each other LAUGH, SUAN each other, make each other (or Huiyi) go HuH???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We may not agree on everything but I think you guys will agree that our time spent together is always Bundles of Joy. Right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its sad that this might be the last time we'll perform together.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But oh wellsss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;3 you guys &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-6176966011953167681?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/6176966011953167681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=6176966011953167681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6176966011953167681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6176966011953167681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-going-to-have-breakout.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-5277571964396651810</id><published>2009-07-17T00:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T00:40:36.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>show me, how does a smile go again? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-5277571964396651810?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/5277571964396651810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=5277571964396651810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5277571964396651810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5277571964396651810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/07/show-me-how-does-smile-go-again.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-8968960650352304038</id><published>2009-06-18T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T18:49:01.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l_fV-s236iI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l_fV-s236iI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Omg Lugay my gayest friend is so sweet ~&lt;br /&gt;The gay message at the end of the video summarizes what I feel too..&lt;br /&gt;I hope we can be there for each other until the end of it. :D Just mushy&lt;br /&gt;Love the soccer babies.! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Because I was saying how everything I touch magically stops working (2 of my nurse watches from Bugis Street and 2 wrist watches were victims) and I was still looking for suitable watches which wouldn't die on me after 2 days .. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I received a very very cute gift from Cal.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO THERE! &lt;br /&gt; its very sweet of you. &lt;br /&gt; You'll never see me at work without it. hahaa.. THANKS! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00157.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="350" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/DSC00157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The past week was absolutely crazy; there was Diva la Futbol on 6th June, Coke event on 13th June, many times dance practices on some Sundays and mondays and wednesdays, dinner with friends..  &lt;br /&gt; I'm doing night shift last night and tonight.. &lt;br /&gt; I feel like I missed the entire wednesday.. &lt;br /&gt; actually, I don't even know exactly how the past few weeks went by I just want to go home to rest every single day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok. But I still want to meet up with you guys ok! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways thank you sweethearts Ling lover, Qi, wanjia, Jeslyn and Cal who all came to the coke event about 2 mins too late to catch the show. &lt;br /&gt; oops my bad i should have told you the exact timing minus ten mins. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:D love love! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-8968960650352304038?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/8968960650352304038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=8968960650352304038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8968960650352304038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8968960650352304038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg-lugay-my-gayest-friend-is-so-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-5108650252168352455</id><published>2009-06-06T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T01:04:13.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My apologies to all of you guys. &lt;div&gt;I've been brought on a few guilt trips recently by some of you about spending very little time with you and being unavailable.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wells. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its like that la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm truely sincerely apologetic because I do miss you guys a lot a lot too and I would love to sit down and just chill with you guys but I am tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha paiseh I am going to start whining. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I work 5 days a week and am on my feet for about 8 hours a day in the ward (we're not really allowed to sit at the nursing station) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and 2 days after work each week I have dance practices.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i'm behind time for my assignments for the attachment.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I haven't started choreoing for the nursing musical &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and rag and Coke practices haven't even started.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that it is manageable if I put my mind to it and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kind of HAVE TO be able to manage it because my pride does not allow myself to give any of these things up since I am already committed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing is, I can't help being tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't help wanting to get home as quickly as possible to sleep or &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanting to be alone while I keep really still and quiet and just blank out until the train says dingdong pasir ris. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So please please please bear with me when I disappear I still do reply sms-es haha and do &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;book me early&lt;/span&gt; I promise to keep the appointment if i can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OEI AND STOP MAKING ME FEEL GUILTY OK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha I think if you do it one more time I will just break into a few pieces and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there, you can have a piece of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I confirm will try to make it for whatever you ask me to go for if you told me earlier.. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi Aik and Huiyi my noonoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for accomodating my working timings to have meals with me I do appreciate it times many.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and SHING and DESMOND hor, you guys better stop making me feel guilty already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promise promise to be more available to eat together before/after prac? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a really good day yiteng finally replied my sms and i PHEW once again in my life for having such nice people around me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I was the only one who was troubled over what was left lingering after the trip 2 years ago but anyway you have no idea how glad I am that my yiteng sweetheart is such a gracious girl and has such courage that I can't muster.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wells.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do hope that we can continue where we left 2 years ago and plspls do let us be close again. &lt;3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One last thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sweetest person ever is the sweetheart who comes to accompany me home via train or car without fail whenever possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This sweetheart is also the same person who brings me my fav almond peppermint drink, Mr Bean ice-cream, pancake, homemade sandwiches, coffee, Providence bread, joint rub, &lt;s&gt;alcohol, cigarettes&lt;/s&gt; you name it I've got it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha jealous right.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since when did Suay Wen become Heng Wen? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahhahaa... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-5108650252168352455?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-6144397763524760506</id><published>2009-06-02T19:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:54:54.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NAT my lover! &lt;div&gt;oeis did you receive my sms? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or u saving money by not replying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait for you to come back dear!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will cycle until our backside cracks ok.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-6144397763524760506?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/6144397763524760506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=6144397763524760506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6144397763524760506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6144397763524760506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/06/nat-my-lover-oeis-did-you-receive-my.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-4887424367727272392</id><published>2009-06-01T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T01:02:40.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think this is what they call bliss. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-4887424367727272392?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/4887424367727272392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=4887424367727272392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I like dance and I like babies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This is a must watch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PNKOB8Do7zE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PNKOB8Do7zE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-1508785530204697152</id><published>2009-05-30T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T00:23:38.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My dear Girl,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am quite stoned today cus I slept little and when I am tired I don't really talk a lot plus you gotta know that I am not eloquent at all, when so many things are running through my head I don't know how to make sense of it all and thats why I responded incoherently to your stories during our HTHT.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sincerely apologize for that because. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I.. erms.. erms.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see I suck at this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okays I know how much courage it takes to dig out a past which you are ashamed of, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to go through in your mind many many times and revisit the turmoil and emotions and regrets from those ordeals,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to be able to tell it to someone and take a gamble, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not knowing whether that person you're telling you is going to walk away or judge you or really, just listen and accept you for being real, for being human and being honest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;i know i am not perfect (haha duh! that statement is irrelevant considering my low self-esteem)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i don't think that i am gracious like ALICIA and TEGUH/SUSAN &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;(sweethearts HELLO i miss you guys &lt;3&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;and i am kind of jaded about human beings who can't ARGHH BLOODY APPRECIATE PEOPLE AROUND THEM or just be nice. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok dun get distracted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The point is, I never doubted that somewhere inside you is a beautiful considerate soul that knows how to love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter what you tell me about yourself which others might think is despicable or ugly or very very scandalous &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing will change what I think of you because the soul does not get tainted by physical blemishes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways the point is human errs and I trust that you are someone intelligent and considerate enough to learn from your experiences and not repeat them right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have faith in you sweetheart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[and I cross my heart and swear that your stories will not leave my lips kk. :) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girl you are just sweet to confide in me I hope we'd become closer too I know where you are coming from and your reasons for telling me things I really do understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for your trust in me that I can take all this in even though I act siao siao all the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can accept you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I like the imperfect, real you much better today than yesterday.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-1508785530204697152?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/1508785530204697152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=1508785530204697152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1508785530204697152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1508785530204697152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-dear-girl-i-am-quite-stoned-today.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-8443473056748522576</id><published>2009-05-26T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T23:40:59.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think me and my Huiyi my noo noo are really quite predictable we always end up eating at Soup Spoon at Bugis. &lt;div&gt;Lovely girl..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was telling her how my taste buds are non-sensitive because I couldn't tell between fantastic food and good food and how I feel inferior to food connoisseurs like Qiuyi who distinguish the fine flavours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Noo noo told me that she also couldn't tell and that most food tasted good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was thinking, huh why are our taste buds so not acute? cui. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But she explained that we are just Very Nice and Non-judgemental people, even about food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha I like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My fine day is coming to an end I wish I could end it with sweet thoughts but I can't stop the thread of sigh-inducing thoughts that erupted out of nowhere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nowhere being a really deep buried pessimistic cavern where unattractive thoughts lay in wait for the right moment to sneak up on me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When things painful happens to you you go through a period of heartache and thinking which sometimes we name Emo-ing to try to define what just really happened and we rack our brains to find out why exactly it happened.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was it something I did or did not do or said or did not say or.. what? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do think we learn a lot from pain because it forces you to see and appreciate people/things/life for what it is in reality and formulate ways to prevent ourselves from getting into the same painful circumstance again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There might be alterations with regards to beliefs or values or resolves that subtly morphs you into whatever you are now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you think you can't get hurt anymore being a different, stronger person now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what if whatever had changed of yourself for self-preservation was not IT; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what if it wasn't about what you did or did not do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what if it had nothing to do with you at all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what if it was simply Fate wanting to play a trick on you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and nothing you do can prevent it from happening &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;except to build a fortress around yourself to shut everyone out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody can hurt you if nobody can touch you where it matters most. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-8443473056748522576?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/8443473056748522576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=8443473056748522576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8443473056748522576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8443473056748522576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-think-me-and-my-huiyi-my-noo-noo-are.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-4062498859302837178</id><published>2009-05-24T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:48:48.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg the weekends are over in the blink of an eye but oh wells they say that good times pass really quickly... &lt;div&gt;Saturday morning is usually the time I sleep and sleep and roll around on my bed procrastinating the time which I have to leave my precious bed and live my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it was totally worth it when I woke up at 830 in the morning to meet my precious TJ soccer lovelies - Lugay Diana Wanfong Simin - for a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);   font-family:'Segoe UI';font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;The Healthy turn-piggies-into-fitties Mount Faber Walk&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia; font-size: 16px; "&gt;(er hem this walk was named by Wanfong, I think, or Lugay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Can keep fit and spend precious time sweating with my babies! &lt;div&gt;Just like old times when we trained together and sweat like mad on the soccer pitch and tracks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whoo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just happy :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways the walk was great the scenery was alright not bad and the paths not too tiring, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we had an amateur tourguide Wanfong to bring us around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On more than one occasions she brought us walking the wrong path and walking the extra distance when the destination was right in front of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This tour guide is not informative at all; her instructions for what we have to bring is "don't wear heels". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was this time we were standing in front of the map by the road after walking some distance and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diana asked "So where did we come from?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the wonderful tour guide said , "Hell."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diana went on to clarify "I mean us, not you." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Win already. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after 2 ++ hours of walking the conversation kept going back to food and the ubiquitous smell of curry was driving us crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You might ask why is there the smell of curry in nature? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We do not know too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lugay said that our stomachs were hallucinating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Highly probable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry soccer babies I am tired and can't really remember more jokes of that day already&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do clearly remember though that we laughed a lot haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We gotta do this again I love you guys.! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That same night Cal drove me to Wine Company for dinner and omg so fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean the place was quite nice and quiet on Dempsey Hill and the food was yummy (but a lil cold cus we ate so slowly -_-" ). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the company rocks my socks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its really not easy to find someone whom you can throw face in front of and that person doesn't even think that whatever face-throwing thing you just did is unglam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can assure you that many people can't accept the face-throwing things I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy until I can't stop smiling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-4062498859302837178?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/4062498859302837178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=4062498859302837178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/4062498859302837178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/4062498859302837178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-weekends-are-over-in-blink-of-eye.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-8639342537661918272</id><published>2009-05-20T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T12:10:31.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everytime Cal asks me what I did at work today I will think think think for damn long and still can't answer that properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember vividly going to work, leaving work, having breaks and most frequently,&lt;br /&gt;leaning against the nursing counter.&lt;br /&gt;It is a mixed blessing working in this kind of slack environment because on one hand,&lt;br /&gt;we don't have to work like when I was in CGH, like a mad dog chionging here and there to change diapers, answer call bells and bathe the patients.&lt;br /&gt;It was miserable then because we felt like we weren't learning any new things as we were just helping out here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the other hand, it is so freaking free here in RH that I am getting a dent in my chest for leaning too often on the nursing counter.&lt;br /&gt;haha I was feeling quite sad about sacrificing my 9 weeks of holidays for unpaid attachments to LEAN AGAINST THE NURSING COUNTER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I decided to write down all the things I actually did for the patients before I forget again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00091.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="380" alt="Nurses at RH" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/DSC00091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was Meiling's 21st birthday and she had PM shift which meant that she spent it in the ward. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays so here it is,&lt;br /&gt;today I&lt;br /&gt;1. Did admissions for a patient going for elective caesarian&lt;br /&gt;2.  Gave fleet enema&lt;br /&gt;3.  Gave suppository painkillers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I like doing this!&lt;br /&gt;(By the way fleet enema and supp are medicine that goes into your rectum. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=800px-Suppository_size_adults.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/800px-Suppository_size_adults.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get disgusted easily please stop reading now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be so scared of inserting medicine through the anus because didn't like causing pain and awkwardness for the patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly, I wasn't sure where the anus was.&lt;br /&gt;Don't roll your eyes at me yet.&lt;br /&gt;Just check out your own anus and tell me if the hole is obvious or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it is not!&lt;br /&gt;You can feel your own but you try looking at someone else's closely and you'll know that the hole is like not a hole.&lt;br /&gt;I think I just lost you here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways the other day I saw a weird piece of flesh at where the anus was supposed to be and I was stumped.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I saw wrongly, and kept staring at it.&lt;br /&gt;Until my staff nurse encouraged me to push the flesh back in and just insert the medicine.&lt;br /&gt;I used my finger (gloved, of course) to try to push the flesh into the anus but it was slippery and stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;So I still couldn't tell where the hole was.&lt;br /&gt;Then I just took my chance and anyhow insert the medicine into the left of the flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it went in!&lt;br /&gt;haha I win, the flesh lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( I learnt that the flesh was actually piles. oh. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways after inserting the suppository the nurse's finger is supposed to insert the finger about 4cm into the anus as well for about 5 secs to ensure that the medicine doesn't slip out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After starting to help insert that for a few times, I realise that hmm its not painful at all! (albeit a little uncomfortable)&lt;br /&gt;and one patient actually said I was gentle.&lt;br /&gt;wah super happy can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Removed a urinary catheter&lt;br /&gt;5. Removed IV plug&lt;br /&gt;6. Gave IV fluids&lt;br /&gt;7. Took parameters&lt;br /&gt;8. CARRIED BABIES&lt;br /&gt;9. Changed nappies for a baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I love changing nappies.&lt;br /&gt;I get weirdly happy when I get a whiff of baby poo because it means that I can help the baby wipe backside and change diapers.!&lt;br /&gt;I think I gotta control my excitement when somebody says 'shit' or 'da bian'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Carried the baby again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't life amazing.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is just amazing like that I can't explain to you how amazing it is that life creates life and there is actually a little baby inside the tummy and all of a sudden the little baby is physically there in the cot,&lt;br /&gt;physically separated from the mother but spiritually connected with the mom.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I think you just gotta go through the whole thing to understand what I am feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Took parameters&lt;br /&gt;12. Brought a kid to the toilet like ten times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was impossible to pee when someone watches you.&lt;br /&gt;I was proven wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. helped the nurse do suctioning for the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I can do paeds I don't think I can stand having the baby wail and struggle and fight like that when I do things for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. gave nebuliser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I did some other things also but I'm too lazy to type anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going so well nowadays that it is becoming eerie.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy so so happy that I want all this to stop.&lt;br /&gt;This is too good to be true how can such good things happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I dying?&lt;br /&gt;Is this like some peace and bliss before my death?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-8639342537661918272?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/8639342537661918272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=8639342537661918272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8639342537661918272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8639342537661918272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/05/everytime-cal-asks-me-what-i-did-at.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-9096264901369978409</id><published>2009-05-15T08:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T11:24:09.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The funniest mail ever. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Cambria;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Cambria;font-size:100%;"&gt;Dear PL1101E Students,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Cambria;font-size:100%;"&gt;Having reviewed your CA 1 Mid-Term MCQ Test marks, it has come to our attention that negative marking was not accurately computed: instead of 0.20 being subtracted from your total score for each inaccurate answer, 0.20 was added for each incorrect answer you made. Your CA1 mark has since been updated on IVLE to reflect the correct marks, taking into consideration negative marking. Please take note of this change. We do apologise for this mistake, and assure you that all marks have been checked repeatedly and thoroughly. Thank you for your attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Cambria;font-size:100%;"&gt;Regards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Cambria;"&gt;XXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was damn sian when I read that mail because I was convinced I couldn't have scored so well for that test -&gt; they must have made a mistake. &lt;div&gt;HENG AR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just checked my results on IVLE and the results are still the same. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work has been wonderful thus far - its only been 4 days of work, maybe I'll start to complain and whine as time passes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All 8 of us - LingLing, Yuting, MeiLing, Pamela, Jiayu, Shermin, Yan Qi - are all working in the same ward albeit different shift so we can look after and support each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(By the way we're not paid for the attachment, not even the transport fees, unlike the poly and ITE nursing students. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reason our school gave us was that... aiya some nonsense I can't remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm lucky to be sponsored or I'll have to eat grass.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha I enjoy working so much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have to keep on standing and walking around for the entire shift of 8 hours ok 7hrs excluding the break but the satisfaction of being useful helps motivate us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think everybody loves to ask this question: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You're a nurse? You mean you have to clean shit for the patient?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the answer: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes I have to clean shit for the patients. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides cleaning shit, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also need to change their diapers, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;help them shower, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;clear their urine and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*drum rolls*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;change blood soaked pads for my patients! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just started doing this because I'm in Obstetrics and Gynaecology (O &amp;amp; G) and mothers who just gave birth will have their menses, ya a lot of menses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love doing all that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A bit weird right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just read what I typed and it reminds me of the time an ITE nursing student I met told me she loves to wash the sink and I was -_-" ing at that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe you are -_-"ing at me now I totally understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways its like when I see the patients lying in bed I feel a surge of love for them like I just want to take care of them and make them comfortable and do anything to make them feel alright. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I speak for my fellow classmates as well, right? Raise your hands if you agree! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a soft spot for the sick and the unwell, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so if you want me to fall for you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just be KeLian/Kesian -  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for example get injured or get sick or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be perpetually tired because you have trainings you're obligated to go to,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or miss your family because you're studying in Singapore alone and your family is not with you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or be emotionally traumatized &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aiya something along that line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I confirm get hooked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup but if you're too whiny or if you overdo it or if you're totally a nua sai or if you are like gross hmm just go away. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha shit did I just admit that.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways.. work is great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends who jio me to party (shing, pea, shuyu, HELLO BABES!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and those who drives me around are bestest (Hi cal! haha i don't think he reads but whatever). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those who don't like me to party (hi Ling Ling) are also very good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm touched that you care so much about me even though I don't like to hear you talk about how I shouldn't club *covers my ears lalalalalalalala I can't hear you*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loves yous Ling! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You guys need to jio me to go out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have no life leh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-9096264901369978409?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/9096264901369978409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=9096264901369978409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/9096264901369978409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/9096264901369978409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/05/funniest-mail-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-3575547148946501247</id><published>2009-05-12T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:39:06.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a freaking tiring day with the dance practice at CCAB after work, followed by an hour bus ride home. &lt;div&gt;I almost fell asleep at work this morning.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope they change the venue of the dance prac. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its at Bukit freaking Timah now, and my home is at Pasir Ris. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I guess this tiredness is worth it cus I haven't danced together with Shing and Des for such a long time already.! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We girls saw the costume and its going to be oh-damn-indecent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've decided to lose weight together so that we can look normal in indecent clothes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha that plan actually might not work so well when you have nice friends like Cal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's so nice la he came to my hospital to drive me home and on the way we went to IKEA to eat sticky ice-cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me how to lose weight when you have nice friends like that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eat ice-cream and don't need to walk to go home leh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Confirm grow fat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Die liao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha this guy really cracks me up. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so glad I found another friend who doesn't find my jokes and thinking TOO weird and is willing to entertain my nonsense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little sis too. Totally willing to continue my jokes. I like! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only I could shrink my favourite people and keep them inside my pocket I would be a very blessed girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then again I am already very blessed to have my favourite people just at an SMS/call away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-3575547148946501247?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/3575547148946501247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=3575547148946501247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/3575547148946501247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/3575547148946501247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday-was-freaking-tiring-day-with.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-5784532483411995597</id><published>2009-05-11T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T23:15:55.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey YUTING MY LOVE! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You make me happy; because of you now I can take part in the dance performance for Asian Youth Games. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you didn't know what you were in for when I, "eh yuting can you swap shifts with me?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you almost immediately agreed to swap .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm Perhaps you're a bit regretting now cus you wanted your original shift but you still gave me ur blessings to be with your original shift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be extra extra nice to you - did u agree cus I lent u my shoes for your dance lessons? haha - and buy you latte from spinelli! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody, this is my nice friend yuting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup since I'm thanking ppl I might as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks cal for driving all the way from home to NUS and helping me move my things home.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I appreciate it a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My ward has babies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHEE WOO WHEE~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;U guys stop telling me I can't eat the babies - I'm trying already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-5784532483411995597?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/5784532483411995597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=5784532483411995597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5784532483411995597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5784532483411995597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-yuting-my-love-you-make-me-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-4755073171557176147</id><published>2009-05-07T04:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T13:59:40.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tonight was such an awesome night. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks friends for being here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-3199972087877967574</id><published>2009-05-06T14:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T19:23:06.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so contented after a long 9 ++ hrs of sleep.&lt;div&gt;Whee exams are finally over.! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg the last paper Genes and Soc is officially the worst-est paper I've ever taken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studying was for the exam was fun, but doing the paper itself was tortuous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sat at the last row in the exam hall and felt like dying because of the undoable MCQs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the back of the hall I could see people vomitting, slitting their wrists, pulling their hair, falling asleep.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now as I recall doing the impossible MCQs I have cold sweat forming on my forehead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really that bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realise that life science modules are difficult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sympathise with but respect you, life-science peeps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ling Ling stayed over the night with me to study which really helped. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I were alone, I would have slept about 3 hrs more than I did that night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha so after exam I went to pierce my tongue again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't find any approving people who not nag at me to 'don't la don't do it la don't la don't la don't leh don't leh' so I asked the experience MC to go with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought of going there alone, but I am.. kind of scared to go alone to a tattoo palour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the best part is I couldn't remember exactly where the place is because when Ian brought me there 2 years ago I was looking at the floor all the time when walking there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I vaguely remember seeing the river and a bridge and a 7-11. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went to the map at the MRT station trying desperately to recall where it was I walked to.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldn't find it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I smsed MC while waiting at the MRT: "I feel lost"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And MC replied: "haha stay brother will come pick you up from the lost and found" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I found the place in the end; it was by the river and near a bridge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I went to the shop the tattoo ShiFu remembered me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He remembered that I came with Ian 2 years ago and that Ian sings and that we worked in the Clarke Quay area. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He remembered!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am expressing my amazement cus I bet he sees like 10 customers a day and how can he remember us to such detail! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha he is totally like Huiyi my noo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Noo is damn zai at remembering things too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amazes me all the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She remembers the sitting arrangement in class during our secondary days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who remembers such useless information???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shows how zai she is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi HUIYI!!!!! I miss you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup this is my second time getting it pierced and DAMN it is freaking more painful than the last time I went la.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first time it was so not pain that I kept thinking he injected anaesthesia 2 years ago until he did the procedure again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then I was like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ooh, so there wasn't any anaesthetic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oops dumb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway it was seriously more painful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just look at my face at 00:16 sec. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4dc65c4d98c03bbc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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alicia, pea, yuting and cal.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The company and inspiration from each of them had been great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK bye going timbre.. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-3199972087877967574?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4dc65c4d98c03bbc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/3199972087877967574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=3199972087877967574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/3199972087877967574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/3199972087877967574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-so-contented-after-long-9-hrs-of.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-8504768651434106784</id><published>2009-05-04T16:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T16:50:51.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since when did we become such mushy people.. &lt;div&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE YOU TOO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a really good day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so much love to keep me going..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One more day to the end of exams, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one more day to freedom, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one more day to getting my piercing. (pls don't try to stop me, cus its alright, I've done it before just that it closed. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-8504768651434106784?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/8504768651434106784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=8504768651434106784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8504768651434106784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8504768651434106784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/05/since-when-did-we-become-such-mushy.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-6280729870671493649</id><published>2009-05-03T09:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T10:24:47.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Babe are you angry at me because of what I blogged? &lt;div&gt;If you are, I sincerely apologize for the unintended hurt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The blog post was talking about how petty I am, Not how whatever you were. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know, its just really sad that you're thinking that I intended to degrade you or whatever.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY WOULD I? :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I can understand why you'll feel this way, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really can, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I really hope you'd think about it again and give me the benefit of the doubt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear, whatever &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you think&lt;/span&gt; I was trying to imply when I blogged, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its not what I meant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I appreciate and give thanks every single day for having a sister with such generosity and kindness even though I don't say it, I thought you'd know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm amazed/surprised at how readily you agree to lend me your things like your bangles, clothes, make-up, earpiece... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I know that if you asked me, I'd consider it for 10 seconds before saying yes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm touched by how resourceful you are, and how willing you are to buy things for me; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like when I needed help with the costumes for DP, even though you didn't have to, you very friendlyly agreed to help me look for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every weekend I so enjoy going home because you make home home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep thinking to myself why am I so lucky to have sisters to be able to talk to,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;irritate, and have SO MUCH FUN with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and your macoroni rocks my world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever I talk to you about situations/people/phenomenons I didn't understand, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you'll let go my skewdness and abnormality in thinking, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and answer my questions honestly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes/Most of the time I treat you like my Oracle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);   white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Gypsie.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Gypsie.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the point is, I am flawed; among them one of it is insensitivity towards you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you stop being angry with me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I love you so much, I can't stand you mad at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you knew how much pride I have, you'll know how much I care for you to blog this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**P.S.: Just to let you know, I will feel like a retard if you weren't talking about me in your blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the items said above are true all the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-6280729870671493649?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/6280729870671493649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=6280729870671493649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6280729870671493649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6280729870671493649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-guess-in-heat-of-moment-people-choose.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-17421019435935731</id><published>2009-05-02T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:45:22.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying in the library</title><content type='html'>omg I hate this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;But I do love it so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-17421019435935731?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/17421019435935731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=17421019435935731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/17421019435935731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/17421019435935731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/05/studying-in-library.html' title='Studying in the library'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-4210244298405091551</id><published>2009-05-01T08:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:31:07.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making mistakes</title><content type='html'>Why do I make the same mistakes over and over again..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is ironic is that the new situations have the exact same signs and symptoms as previous ones and I can still persist in walking the downtrodden path which leads to disappointment, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;giving myself excuses like that the factors/persons involved/weather/location is different this time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am different this time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and most importantly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't help but behave this way this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-4210244298405091551?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/4210244298405091551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=4210244298405091551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/4210244298405091551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/4210244298405091551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/05/making-mistakes.html' title='Making mistakes'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-6357352488033741412</id><published>2009-04-30T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T01:18:18.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sense of worth</title><content type='html'>I'd like to attribute many things I experience to PMS; but I am not having my menses now.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't explain this really empty feeling inside me, this damn Sian feeling that looms.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I take a deep breath and try to sigh that feeling out into the air, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but when I exhale, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn, the doomed feeling is still well nestled inside me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm alright, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing bad has happened (unless you count that I am so going to get a C for 4 of my modules) and I've been enjoying my studying time with peeps like pea, caleb and the sheemeen whose table is always within walking distance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studying with pea is interesting because whenever I look up, she is frowning, or making a funny face (trust me, she has many) at the Tiong who can't stop yakking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of that Tiong, seriously! no sense of shame.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't even attempt to whisper when talking to his study mates, allowed his phone to ring loudly thrice, and spoke to the caller damn loudly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup, so pea pea was slightly piffed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaa sorry pea, but I enjoyed your facial expressions, they're too cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caleb is another person who is damn fun to be with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Non-stop hits of jokes and he totally entertains my lame jokes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And sheemeen is always there 2 tables away in the library when I wanna consult her or when we need to whine to each other about how much of a bitch this module is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only nursing people will understand this pain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, typing about these people and recalling some funny things is helping lift my mood a little bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I could be made happy less easily by things and people around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've unconsciously become so dependent on the little things external of me moving me along that when I'm left alone again I realise that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its so quiet around here now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-6357352488033741412?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/6357352488033741412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=6357352488033741412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6357352488033741412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6357352488033741412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/04/sense-of-worth.html' title='Sense of worth'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-2787707211256786359</id><published>2009-04-27T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:06:39.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh why am i cramping when i'm not having menses..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the paper today is a 50% disaster, like what I expected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I left a short answer question (10marks) and 7 MCQ (3.5marks) blank. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets HOPE I'll do okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please teach me how to say no. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-2787707211256786359?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/2787707211256786359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=2787707211256786359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/2787707211256786359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/2787707211256786359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/04/gosh-why-am-i-cramping-when-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-2954459491502487439</id><published>2009-04-27T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:18:26.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I 'm praying really hard that this will be one of those times when my results exceed my expectations to fail.&lt;br /&gt;boo~&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have been carefully constructing my path to failure with the TV and youtube watching and somemore TV cum bonding with the ladies in my house.&lt;br /&gt;Man..&lt;br /&gt;May everyone else experience some sort of amnesia during the exam later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-2954459491502487439?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/2954459491502487439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=2954459491502487439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/2954459491502487439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/2954459491502487439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-m-praying-really-hard-that-this-will.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-4365005407978382350</id><published>2009-04-17T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:55:40.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why I hate Exams: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I am too lazy to study seriously&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I am distracted by many things, one of them used to be Bejeweled Blitz game on Facebook but it is no longer a problem since I entrusted Caleb with my account's password and he's to guard it with his life - from me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I am lazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the most important reason - I can feel my skin threatening to break out.! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mortal fear! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Man, I have fear that it will become like what is was last year sem 2 :((((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/week%208%202008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Uglyunite059.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/week%208%202008/Uglyunite059.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha I know you can't see properly but trust me, it was soooo bad that I couldn't bear to look at myself in the mirror. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;very sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My skin used to be really good especially during the break after JC before Uni started; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember being carefree and happy and happy and happy working at night and sleeping in the day... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so good... I mean, my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Birthday%202007/?action=view&amp;amp;current=makeawish1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Birthday%202007/makeawish1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, nice right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi, Menny!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Hong%20Kong%202007/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG1216-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Hong%20Kong%202007/CIMG1216-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;man, i kind of miss Yiteng and HK times... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking about good complexion this pretty girl only uses tap water to wash her face and it is like whee~ so smooth! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha I feel very vain writing this but this blog is for me to say things I can't really say to anybody...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, go away if you can't take it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And just go away if you don't understand the pains of having to deal with pimples, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you deserve to get a breakout - hahaha just kidding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But ya, I don't wanna look like crap again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its quite sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-4365005407978382350?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/4365005407978382350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=4365005407978382350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/4365005407978382350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/4365005407978382350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-i-hate-exams-i-am-too-lazy-to-study.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-6762892670863515271</id><published>2009-04-16T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T15:31:08.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder how my dear friends in Germany are doing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-6762892670863515271?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/6762892670863515271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=6762892670863515271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6762892670863515271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6762892670863515271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-wonder-how-are-my-dear-friends-in.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-5196763011965836788</id><published>2009-04-14T02:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T03:33:44.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm sleepy again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you interact with me on a daily basis you might realise that I have an unhealthy obsession. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I very much am tempted to blog about my obsession but on the other hand another voice in my head is telling me that I shouldn't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For example, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Hypothetically&lt;/span&gt;, I blog about how much I enjoy being with my TH Nurse clique but at certain times, I feel like I don't really belong because I am short and not pretty like the rest of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n556170711_851148_1965.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/n556170711_851148_1965.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;As depicted accurately - minus the crutches - by an outsider (of the clique) As*win, &lt;br /&gt;this is how the clique looked; everybody is skinny except me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suppose I made it known that I feel uneasy and ill-belonged because of some inferiority complex and the girls come to know about it, they may start to act strangely, taking more notice of these feelings of mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Them acting strangely -&gt; I feel even more self-conscious -&gt; they notice it more -&gt; everybody uneasy -&gt; ByeBye Clique.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hence I conclude that some things should not be said in front of some people because I don't want to tip the equilibrium of peace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boring is good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But some things can't be cooped up inside for too long.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Different things can be shared with different people and because of that, I am really thankful for all these people in my life who are willing to be here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like the *** with whom I can have frequent inter-KaoPei-ing sessions without blemishing our friendship at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Narniacomesoutofthecupboard_200926M.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Narniacomesoutofthecupboard_200926M.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To ***: if at this very moment, you are thinking about how you will KP me when you see me later, for putting such an 'ugly' photo of you on my blog, trust me, I will slap you, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very hard&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha. It is takes a great deal of Will to say No to you to go for supper together, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that is not very good for my weight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I have to say I enjoyed Every Single Time we went to supper together :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though I might leave for supper feeling anxious and grumble about the amount of sleep (gosh it is 330am now) I am about to lose that night, I always return to my room not regreting that we spent precious time together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like you are thinking, "really meh?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To which I answer, "Of course la."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I didn't enjoy your company why do you think I spend so much time with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahas anyways, just wanna say thanks for listening to me reminisce about PumpRoom and the JinYi and other people.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder how hall life will be like without times like this.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-5196763011965836788?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/5196763011965836788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=5196763011965836788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5196763011965836788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5196763011965836788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-sleepy-again.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-6298424762045083343</id><published>2009-04-13T00:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T05:27:49.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My lovely brother poured normal saline water into my camera.&lt;br /&gt;I don't get what's inside the heads of 8 year olds nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;I trusted my brother enough to allow him to fiddle with it and he does this.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. The camera doesn't work anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I planned not to talk to my brother for the rest of my life but I couldn't bear to ignore him when he spoke to me just now.&lt;br /&gt;For entire day today I kept asking him why he did it and if he would do it again and such questions, just to make him feel bad and for me to irritate him.&lt;br /&gt;For example when he asked, "Er Jie can I use your computer?"&lt;br /&gt;I will answer, "Hmmm, will you pour water into it like you did to my camera?"&lt;br /&gt;And he replied, "But your computer has no hole for me to pour water into."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay he win already! He irritated me more than I succeeded in irritating him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I did it again just now when he was playing with this free gift camera and my mother commented that the resolution was lousy.&lt;br /&gt;I nonchalantly said to him, "Why don't you play with my camera?"&lt;br /&gt;and he said, "But it is spoilt."&lt;br /&gt;and I said, "Oh ya hor, I forgot.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha some of you might just start hating me now.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I said to him that I was sad, very sad that my camera can't be used anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Which is 100% genuine.. No camera, no clubbing photos. :( no more baby photos no more qw's bro's photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro then replied, "Actually I feel very sad also."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Sad about what? I should be the sad one, I can't use my camera anymore.. "&lt;br /&gt;Bro: "I am sad about myself. Because I am responsible for this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg he's so cute I can die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la forgive him. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did it on the day when I was about to take my first clubbing photos.&lt;br /&gt;Clubbing photos&lt;br /&gt;-  are taken with an outstretched hand&lt;br /&gt;- have bad lighting where its all dark except for the flash in our own faces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/TH%20DP/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0940.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/TH%20DP/IMG_0940.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo isn't a clubbing photo; it was taken on stage during curtain call at DU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was alright cus Shing and Ray had cameras. :)&lt;br /&gt;We didn't take much photos but it was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Double%20O/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000571.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Double%20O/P1000571.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo taken with Ray's shaking hands. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;He claimed that he meant the focus of the photo to be the Singapore Flyer in the background, not us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Double%20O/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000577.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Double%20O/P1000577.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="340" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is Rachel and I being unwilling to take picture with Ray.&lt;br /&gt;Is that why you were Emo the whole night?&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit.. I'm so sorry. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe I finally found another friend who didn't want to leave the dancefloor!&lt;br /&gt;Shing! oops no photos with you..&lt;br /&gt;I realised that there are quite a number of songs that requests for us to&lt;br /&gt;"Put your hands up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we obliged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/TH%20DP/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0941.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/TH%20DP/IMG_0941.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that why my arms are so tired this morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Double%20O/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000576.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Double%20O/P1000576.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pearlyn the leggy babe.&lt;br /&gt;There are so many advantages to going clubbing with a tall girl like Pearlyn.&lt;br /&gt;Especially if you are me, that is, you need to pee 5 times for each alcoholic drink taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime we left other people to go to the toilet and came back to the crammed dance floor,&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't take much effort to spot the pretty girl's head jutting out from the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Double%20O/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1000575.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Double%20O/P1000575.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Huiyi!&lt;br /&gt;The main concern of last night was to NOT let you get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha people were So Sure that you were going to get drunk and die on the floor but you didn't.&lt;br /&gt;Huiyi you have disappointed me, I was eager to see you do your drunk jellyfish thing - I heard so much about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people do not like to go clubbing because they feel unsafe and people grope them.&lt;br /&gt;But I never get that often, until yesterday, somebody's hand just kept touching my waist.!&lt;br /&gt;I traced the origins of the hand and realised it belongs to Huiyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa Hui Yi probably thought I was high - which I was not and cannot ever be - and was trying to keep me safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** or somebody once established with me that I can never get high, I only become sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha I told that to Shing and she said that I haven't drank enough.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm but a lady knows her limits!&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I want to try drinking more than needed to induce the sleepy state because I believe nobody is strong enough to bring me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wells, I really think we should go out and play again :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-6298424762045083343?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/6298424762045083343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=6298424762045083343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6298424762045083343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6298424762045083343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-lovely-brother-poured-normal-saline.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-8357564004201543204</id><published>2009-04-10T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T23:37:14.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now I can eat at the same time as when I am looking at a picture of a rectal prolapse.&lt;br /&gt;I think all of us nurses have become desensitized to the explicit full colour pictures of various diseased body parts due to enthusiastic bombardment by the various departments teaching about pathology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember several occasions in class last year when we innocent young people just started lessons.&lt;br /&gt;We reacted dramatically to the pictures on the powerpoint slides during lectures with an assortment of groaning and whining and some exclamations like "eeyer".&lt;br /&gt;As the days went on such reactions evolved to milder responses such as grimaces and sharp intakes of breathes; loud exclamations were looked upon with disapproval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only such desensitization occured with other aspects of my life. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sure that I am significantly less reactive to events than I used to be, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(unless, of course, the subject is yummy babies) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is the effect of disciplined control of the display of emotions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hui actually commented that I am calm - whee~ -.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0706.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/IMG_0706.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hui. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I secretly know that I am not that calm la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its just that I appeared calm in some situations because I told myself beforehand that if I lost my cool I'll lose the game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(sidetrack: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking about calm reminds me about a conversation some of us performers had in the changing room during DU. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kevin the choreo asked me what I felt when I watched porn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/TH%20DP/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0655.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/TH%20DP/IMG_0655.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kevin the choreo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought of the time I watched 'Two Girls One Cup' with *** and one other person and they practically convulsed and died in their seats and couldn't continue watching the clip anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought the girls in the clip was a little bit weird and unhygienic vomitting into each other 's mouth and eating each other's feces, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I was fit enough to finish watching the whole thing without suffering any major psychological damages. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I replied, "Calm lor" to Kevin the choreo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He fainted in his seat and I couldn't understand the commotion until I realised he thought I said "Cum" instead of "Calm". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh.. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways.. Talking about calmness, I wish I could get annoyed less easily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been receiving training from *** as well with the occasional sacarsm and abuse and kaopei and I certainly think I can withstand bad treatment pretty well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But talking about withstanding bullshit, Alicia and Teguh (a.k.a susan) are the epitome of tolerating bullshit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:23px;"&gt;Alicia's stomach for mean behaviour is mother big. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've seen people saying sacarstic things to her and comments that hurt normal people to which she just frowned and "okay.." and continued talking to the mean person like the mean person never said anything sacarstic.! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Same for Teguh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people totally spoil market for human beings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For example, when someone is obviously being selfish and self-centered, a normal person will be annoyed and tempted to KaoPei or expose this selfish person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;('Expose' because this selfish person will try to act like he has no choice but do this selfish act. )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if the supertolerators like Teguh or Ali are present, they will totally buy the reason the selfish people give for being selfish, all the while wearing the understanding smile and nodding the understanding nods. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just making us normal people look bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:-webkit-monospace;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://myglitters.info/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://myglitters.info/images/Angel-47642409.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Alicia/Teguh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=grinch8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/grinch8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:23px;"&gt;Normal Human Beings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:28px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways I forgot what was the point of this entry... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*I wasn't talking about any selfish person in particular. So it is not you Don't Worry! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-8357564004201543204?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/8357564004201543204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=8357564004201543204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8357564004201543204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8357564004201543204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-i-can-eat-at-same-time-as-when-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-8834411273767944645</id><published>2009-04-06T15:05:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T16:47:31.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My elder sis took MC today cus she was feeling sick.&lt;br /&gt;I think I am down with some bug too, feeling nauseous and uncomfortable..&lt;br /&gt;This nausea is kind of worrying as we all know what being nauseous points to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its impossible for me to become pregnant (oops I said it) because I am the most innocent person around the block and I am not asexual like our friend desmond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/IMG_1008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clara says that Desmond is like a flower (some flowers are asexual).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Why Am I Feeling Nauseous?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Possibility 1: I ate WAY too much the Crystal Jade Xiao Long Bao at Holland V last friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a lot of food on the table, so we naturally felt obliged to finish eating all the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1015.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="550" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/IMG_1015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate about 12 x 5 xiao long baos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These Xiao Long Baos are actually free flow, the only limit to the number you can eat is the depth of your stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our stomachs are really, much deeper than you can fathom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're good at inferencing, you should be able to tell how good the Xiao Long Baos were and how much we adore it from the looks on our faces when we're cradling them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1029.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/IMG_1029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1030.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/IMG_1030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1031.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/IMG_1031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1033.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/IMG_1033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1032.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/IMG_1032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the service was unusually tardy that day, we had more stomach rest time to do other things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with prawns I don't eat. (hahaa unless you're kind like the flower mentioned above to help me peel the prawns. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1012.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/IMG_1012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and trying to recreate the smokey eyes effect like Linda did for me for Dance Productions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Sdm0iXD5TiI/AAAAAAAAAp0/Pu-fEXYeqls/s1600-h/IMG_0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321482937113857570" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0IletRyAges/Sdm0iXD5TiI/AAAAAAAAAp0/Pu-fEXYeqls/s320/IMG_0703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We failed la.. There was just smoke and eyes, no smokey eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1025.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="450" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/IMG_1025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food took too long, we got edgy and decided to just cook Shing's finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1013.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/IMG_1013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I was really 105% full at the end of the bingeing session&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1021-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/IMG_1021-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So full that we didn't enjoy the xiaolongbaos so much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;That is the poor last Xiao Long Bao that got despised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1036.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/IMG_1036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1037.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="450" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/xiao%20long%20bao%20with%20dancers/IMG_1037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could my nausea be caused by the Xiao Long Bao baby growing from that day's crazy buffet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possibility 2: I secretly want to have a baby so I'm imagining this nausea shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1215.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/IMG_1215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Vincent, I mean his wife, just gave birth to a cute little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1254.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/IMG_1254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1256.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/IMG_1256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1262.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/IMG_1262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you wish to have one too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1264.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/IMG_1264.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1263.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 354px; HEIGHT: 472px" height="400" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/IMG_1263.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1266.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/IMG_1266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1269.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/IMG_1269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1271.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/IMG_1271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singaporean baby has jaundice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1276.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="HEIGHT: 426px" height="400" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/IMG_1276.jpg" width="327" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHIO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1278.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 401px" height="400" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/IMG_1278.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could hear you gushing at the following photo.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1286.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/IMG_1286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeks TOO CUTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1288.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/IMG_1288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baby giving a damn shiok face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1290.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/IMG_1290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1309.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/IMG_1309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1314.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/IMG_1314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop reading here if you do not wish to spoil your impression of this baby album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1231.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/IMG_1231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh baby baby, I've been waiting for your birth for too long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1229.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/IMG_1229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fluffy soft baby :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1250.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/IMG_1250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1242.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/IMG_1242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really lick her .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1236.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/IMG_1236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kissed her though. whee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_1240.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Vincent%20Cousin%20Baby/IMG_1240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you guys go populate the earth. and let me play with the baby...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-8834411273767944645?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/8834411273767944645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=8834411273767944645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-7557600239842745605</id><published>2009-03-27T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T01:43:05.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TH Incandescence</title><content type='html'>Dance Productions is finally over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;~phew.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no I mean, sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try not to think about how its the last time some of us might be dancing together, as some of us are not staying in TH anymore, some are going for exchange programs, others are graduating..&lt;br /&gt;I can't handle these emo stuff so I don't think about it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that's important is that omg it had been SUCH A BLAST.&lt;br /&gt;The late night practices, the jokes, the funny people,&lt;br /&gt;the bullying, the bubble tea with my lovelies after burning lots of fats.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't mind doing that again. :)&lt;div 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Incandescence'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-7812524316849451632</id><published>2009-03-23T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T18:47:32.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is Diana's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2*th birthday diana we love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-7812524316849451632?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/7812524316849451632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=7812524316849451632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/7812524316849451632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/7812524316849451632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-is-dianas-birthday-happy-2th.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-1724717475172786214</id><published>2009-03-10T20:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T10:43:12.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My goodness I was late for my lab for half an hour today.&lt;br /&gt;(Labs for nurses are where we learn how to nurse the mannequins, Charlie and his friends. )&lt;br /&gt;This lab is conducted by the lecturers in groups of 12, so you can't avoid being noticed when late or absent.&lt;br /&gt;That was why I woke up with a shock (as I always do when people wake me) when Sheeshee called at 1006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is bad..&lt;br /&gt;I remember one period last year where I woke up late almost everyday and it was so distressing.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want that to happen again this semester as I no longer have a fractured leg to help me deflect the scoldings and stern faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really exhausted these days from the overnight cramming and assignments because I have dance practices almost every night.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be soon over after Dance Productions (21st March).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amidst the exhaustion I am also equally excited about the performance!&lt;br /&gt;It is so going to be a good show (if nothing screws up) with nice costumes and choreos.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about costumes, I am so glad my sister and her fashion sense exists.&lt;br /&gt;I borrowed from her&lt;br /&gt;- a scarf&lt;br /&gt;- a pair of black jeans&lt;br /&gt;- checkered shirt&lt;br /&gt;- bangles and necklaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine if I have to go around hunting for these items??&lt;br /&gt;It seems very easy (I can hear you saying, "its only shopping whats so hard") but its NOT when you have assignments to rush and you need to look for the specific colour, texture, and feel of the clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other people helped too,&lt;br /&gt;like Johnson and his bandanna,&lt;br /&gt;*** and his funny smelling jacket,&lt;br /&gt;Peini and her blue dress that looks like PJs when I wear it,&lt;br /&gt;ZhiHui and her black hoodie,&lt;br /&gt;Minyuan and her colourful stockings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minyuan is the best.&lt;br /&gt;X*nh*i wanted colourful stockings which I refused to buy because I am not the colourful stockings kind and very few people have it.&lt;br /&gt;And I remembered Minyuan the fashionista so I smsed her and here is her reply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh I have bright pink, purple, blue, grey, white, brighter blue and black :P those are solid colours. Checked types I have grey and red :) which one?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked her and the answer to "does her mother open a stockings shop?" is no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is thank god for these helpful people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Alicia too, actually, for being so Alicia-ly lovely and oh you just wanna give her a real tight hug because she's so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I can't clearly remember what she did,&lt;br /&gt;but it was something like confirming with me that my essay was crap compared to hers.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;So I had to reorganize the whole thing and ended up sleeping very little.&lt;br /&gt;If she had not pointed out the perspectives I missed out and generously answered my clarifications I would just have handed up the crappy version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia! Herro. Alicia! Alicia! ALICIA!&lt;br /&gt;(Shit, Alicia can't hear me, yet again. *inside joke*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herro. Jeslyn!&lt;br /&gt;Jeslyn is so sweet too! I received a funny card from her.!&lt;br /&gt;Totally brightened up my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos from last Saturday's miniperformance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Luncheon%20Performance/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0648.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Luncheon%20Performance/IMG_0648.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Luncheon%20Performance/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0646.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Luncheon%20Performance/IMG_0646.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Luncheon%20Performance/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0644.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Luncheon%20Performance/IMG_0644.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Luncheon%20Performance/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0643.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Luncheon%20Performance/IMG_0643.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Luncheon%20Performance/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0645.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/Luncheon%20Performance/IMG_0645.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know he took this photo of me picking my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This finger picking bad habit has seriously got to stop before my attachment starts.&lt;br /&gt;When I use the alcohol rub to clean my hands every time I finish attending to each patient the pain, i mean the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PAIN&lt;/span&gt; is like, omg.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine open wound + alcohol. &lt;u style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Ultimate Shiokness&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were sleepy you will become awake;&lt;br /&gt;if you were calm you will become angry;&lt;br /&gt;if you were flustered you will become distressed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am more awake even just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(HI FRIEND! Remember to mark &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21st March (saturday) 7.30 pm Nus HIGH SCHOOL&lt;/span&gt; on your calender to come and watch my performance! and don't leave so quickly after the performance because I will come out to see you. Seriously can't wait! )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-1724717475172786214?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/1724717475172786214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=1724717475172786214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1724717475172786214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1724717475172786214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-goodness-i-was-late-for-my-lab-for.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-5366975296529036853</id><published>2009-03-06T10:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T10:37:57.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New year resolution: Stop Whining/Complaining &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Aloud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-5366975296529036853?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/5366975296529036853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=5366975296529036853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5366975296529036853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5366975296529036853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-year-resolution-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-351377742684793254</id><published>2009-03-05T10:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T10:28:31.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Q: Under which section can i include the discharge planning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ans: If you are talking about patient education, it can also come under discharge planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or does anybody think that the teacher has answered the question?&lt;br /&gt;This goes on in our forum for c*se study discussion.&lt;br /&gt;This darned case study is due one day before dance productions amidst the chaos of ticket money collection, rehearsals and bumpins.&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling that I'll end up handing in a piece of tissue paper and dropping out of nursing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(I just realised that I've run out of tissue paper. I guess I'm handing in nothing then.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-351377742684793254?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/351377742684793254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=351377742684793254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/351377742684793254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/351377742684793254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/03/q-under-which-section-can-i-include.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-2285248137412106984</id><published>2009-03-04T02:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T02:05:46.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It makes a lot of difference between asking nicely and demanding.&lt;br /&gt;Is it so hard?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-2285248137412106984?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/2285248137412106984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=2285248137412106984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/2285248137412106984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/2285248137412106984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-makes-lot-of-difference-between.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-8652927299378578633</id><published>2009-03-02T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T00:23:52.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My neighbors just told me that they found my blog googling "E***ff, naked, expelled" and found my blog because of the previous post, hence the asterisking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I feel uneasy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Knowing that everything I typed here are read by people I don't know are reading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That is unavoidable though, since I do not like to use codes and abstract sentences. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I tried that before and when I read it again a few months later I think,&lt;br /&gt;"what the .... was I going on acting emo about?" and spend so much time being disturbed about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few ways going about protecting my (blog) privacy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Close it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Huh.. Then where do I record down disgraceful moments of my life?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously blogging is so much convenient/easier/dynamic than diary book writing.&lt;br /&gt;And some of you guys are secretly into my sick jokes right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Make it a friends-only page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two words: Hassle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Use codes!!! (you like it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*e*n stands for Jean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*e*n stands for Heon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*e*n stands for Leon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*e*n stands for Shing Yeen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so on.&lt;br /&gt;It can be a little confusing but here comes into use your powerful deductive skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Use Short Forms:&lt;br /&gt;For example, TGBMCSWDTTT stands for The Guy Beside Me Couldn't Stop Wheezing During Psychology Test Today.&lt;br /&gt;ITLIH for I Think Linda Is Hot.&lt;br /&gt;hahha something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For some people I think I will continue using names cus I am sure they are generous enough to not be pissed about whatever I type here.&lt;br /&gt;For example I think huiyi my dance friend (why is it that huiyi's are so nice?) will not mind me typing "Huiyi farted in my room the other day" because she is not that sort to get angry.&lt;br /&gt;But also my blog content is not meant for people to get angry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the content is true to my conscience.!&lt;br /&gt;To prove that point I shall admit that the above sentence about Huiyi farting is not strictly accurate;&lt;br /&gt;it should be "I farted in Huiyi's room and she had to act like its normal" instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just came back from Subway and FS with *** (this person minds/fucking hates it that I mention his name so there are no alphabets at all) and I am very very bloated from dinner + subway + nuts + iced lemon tea because ***'s gastric is a bottomless pit pit pit pit pit *echoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just made a Pre-Dance Productions resolution to stop eating supper/not eat after my proper dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Even though my costumes are going to cover me up properly (yay no flab for you guys to see)..&lt;br /&gt;Okay la there is no continuation after "even though", the reason is simple: Fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;People who have agreed to come pls don't back out cus I am wearing a lot of clothes to perform; &lt;s&gt;heon's&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*e*n&lt;/span&gt; item's girls will still wear very little. (SluRps!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay time to do work. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-8652927299378578633?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/8652927299378578633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=8652927299378578633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8652927299378578633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/8652927299378578633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-neighbors-just-told-me-that-they.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-1385210506087395550</id><published>2009-02-24T18:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:51:36.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I heard from my friends that some E***ff guys were running around naked (butt-naked) in celebratory mood for their win for this year's Inter-hall Games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they were drunk, maybe they were lost, thats why they wandered into my block, ran around (still naked) and raising such a ruckus at 5am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siao one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to run around naked to celebrate also don't need to run into other people's private (not that private actually) premises right.?&lt;br /&gt;Some more they did it at unearthly 5am, at this kind of timing where people are in the deepest state of sleep, which makes some of us very sad for various reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us were scared awake by the commotion outside their doors (***),&lt;br /&gt;some were traumatized by the image of fat eusoff bellies and butts (butt-naked, remember?) and godknowswhatelse they saw in their groggy state (***** and *******),&lt;br /&gt;others were gravely disappointed that they slept like a pig through all that (me and jeslyn and confirm a lot of other people).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next night I stayed up very late in case they came again, but sadly I heard they were expelled from hostel that very day. Sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's exciting going on nowadays, the dance practices that are going on everyday are keeping me from going for night cycling and minyuan's birthday party (sorry :(. I really wanted to meet your puipui).&lt;br /&gt;Yuting says it shouldn't be called a recess week at all with the amount of work we're supposed to do. Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's even more work to do being the treasurer for this committee which means I'm handling a lot of $.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I already said before that I am a paranoid freak?&lt;br /&gt;I imagine that signboards are going to drop and crush me to death, that my toothbrush is being used by the toilet cleaner to scrub unreachable areas, that the person doing facial for me just digged her nose before touching me etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm quite scared that people will burgle my room. 0_0&lt;br /&gt;I feel safer now that jeslyn agreed to keep the room at maximum security.&lt;br /&gt;(did I just announce to the cyber world that I keep a lot of money in the room?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I tried to bank in the $ using the ATM.&lt;br /&gt;I must have been dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;To insert the ATM card at such a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weird angle&lt;/span&gt; into the slot of the machine that it got retained inside.&lt;br /&gt;By the time I realized that the hole I was inserting into was not the correct one, the card was already stuck inside where my fat finger can't reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I do this to myself?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-1385210506087395550?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/1385210506087395550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=1385210506087395550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1385210506087395550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/1385210506087395550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-heard-from-my-friends-that-some.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-6844038139117909167</id><published>2009-02-17T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T00:11:29.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have no mood to blog, but I don't feel like doing schoolwork which is killing me..&lt;br /&gt;I predict my cap this sem to plunge to a new low what with the amount of admin work I have to do for hall dance and worrying about various things regarding money and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gatherings like the soccer friendly we just had on saturday that makes me breathe more easily.&lt;br /&gt;~phew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Some of the photos are courteosy of YingQi, who injured her ankle. So she was the designated photographer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/friendly%20with%20jrs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=juniors.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/friendly%20with%20jrs/juniors.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to meet in TJ at 830am and when I reached I was greeted by this grumpy security who scolded me for wearing slippers.&lt;br /&gt;He asked me where I was from and when I told him I wasn't a student here he said, "So, where are your shoes?"&lt;br /&gt;And he asked me to wear my shoes immediately. :(&lt;br /&gt;I tried to explain myself that I wasn't a student here already but he kept on "so?"ing so I pathetically took out my soccer boots from the shoe bag and tried to wear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I really looked pathetic trying to put my sockless feet into the boots at the gate of TJ, he let me in and warned me not to do that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I called Diana to ask her where she was, she told me she was still at her house bus stop. Slap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following 3 girls and almost everyone else of the seniors were late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/friendly%20with%20jrs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0525.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/friendly%20with%20jrs/IMG_0525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/friendly%20with%20jrs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0524.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/friendly%20with%20jrs/IMG_0524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/friendly%20with%20jrs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0527.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/friendly%20with%20jrs/IMG_0527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yay we get to see diana's cute face again. =D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEY DIDN'T GET IT FOR WEARING SLIPPERS FROM THE SECURITY GUARD!&lt;br /&gt;NOT FAIR.&lt;br /&gt;Claudia said that the security guard will assess the offence based on the offenders' looks. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we started playing and how glad I am to play defender!&lt;br /&gt;I feel tired for the midfielders.&lt;br /&gt;And I must say I am impressed with their fitness even though they claim they haven't exercised for like, a year.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shihui ran a lot, and she is like bursting with energy la..&lt;br /&gt;Diana also! Actually if you don't tell me I wouldn't know that you haven't exercised for that long because I was busy defending everytime the ball comes..&lt;br /&gt;but come to think of it, the defenders were so busy because you and beks were too nua to come back to help defend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/friendly%20with%20jrs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=falldown.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/friendly%20with%20jrs/falldown.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats me on the floor, after my ankle got a shock.&lt;br /&gt;And Diana and beks &lt;strong&gt;not &lt;/strong&gt;offering a hand to help me up. :)&lt;br /&gt;Too tired to even walk over to help me. Slap!&lt;br /&gt;(Wearing blue bib because I was wearing the opponent's colour, white, instead of red. Sigh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/friendly%20with%20jrs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=onthestand.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/friendly%20with%20jrs/onthestand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what an inauspicious photo to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/friendly%20with%20jrs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=laugh2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/friendly%20with%20jrs/laugh2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/friendly%20with%20jrs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=laugh1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/friendly%20with%20jrs/laugh1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Shall end the post with pictures of cute girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/friendly%20with%20jrs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=onthestand3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/friendly%20with%20jrs/onthestand3.jpg" 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/11222080-6844038139117909167?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/6844038139117909167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=6844038139117909167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6844038139117909167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6844038139117909167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-have-no-mood-to-blog-but-i-dont-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-2777495107714747613</id><published>2009-02-15T07:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:34:26.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's.. with girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/friendly%20with%20jrs/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_0527.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/friendly%20with%20jrs/IMG_0527.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" height=250&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very sad. &lt;br /&gt;The floorball girls lost to EH by goal difference. &lt;br /&gt;Boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-2777495107714747613?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/2777495107714747613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=2777495107714747613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/2777495107714747613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/2777495107714747613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-with-girls.html' title='Valentine&apos;s.. with girls'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-5970332764744266156</id><published>2009-02-12T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T12:29:00.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/61h5K9RHqkM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/61h5K9RHqkM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The small kid is o_0-ingly good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-5970332764744266156?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/5970332764744266156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=5970332764744266156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5970332764744266156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/5970332764744266156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/02/small-kid-is-o0-ingly-good.html' title=''/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11222080.post-6765103839025475708</id><published>2009-02-12T09:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T10:04:48.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMCC</title><content type='html'>Very fast very fast.&lt;br /&gt;EMCC is finally finished after merely 2 months of practising.&lt;br /&gt;It was so fast and exciting I don't remember being on stage in front of the audience doing the item.&lt;br /&gt;As if I lost consciousness and lay on the floor when I was just about to enter the stage and suddenly woke up and joined the rest to exit backstage after the item was finished.&lt;br /&gt;Strange..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, some pictures from here and there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0467.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/IMG_0467.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huiwen's hair is silky and smooth and long.&lt;br /&gt;When she's dancing she looks like she's doing a shampoo advertisement with all the hair-action going on.&lt;br /&gt;Huang Bin asked me to tell her that her hair is very nice but her steps are ok only.&lt;br /&gt;Want me to get slapped right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0472.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/IMG_0472.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesmine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0475.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/IMG_0475.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0482.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/IMG_0482.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shing and I. Halloween halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0477.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/IMG_0477.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Item IC, Yvonne! Yvonne's hp bill confirm explode with the twice weekly smses to remind the dancers stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0478.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/IMG_0478.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unnamed chio girl in pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0480.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/IMG_0480.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huiwen the hair model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0491.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/IMG_0491.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0505.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/IMG_0505.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desmond, shing, and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0510.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/IMG_0510.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fred the sweating monster.&lt;br /&gt;He makes the floor wet.&lt;br /&gt;Duno what he's doing one lor..&lt;br /&gt;Our dance haven't started yet and we were all preparing behind and he's sweating like a farmer. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0514.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/IMG_0514.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Shing feeling sad after the performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0515.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/IMG_0515.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ChenXiaodong.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/ChenXiaodong.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chen Xiao Dong-look-alike and Shing.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, ZhiWen looks better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0517.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/EMCC%2011%20feb%202009/IMG_0517.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Jeslyn and BF!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for coming to support me.&lt;br /&gt;The others came to support other people but lets act like they came to support me.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everybody for coming down to support me, wah so many friends, I'll be shy one leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there'll be one more concert, this time by my hall, on the 21st Mar 2009.&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that friends can come and watch... :) pls?&lt;br /&gt;Dun need bring flowers also can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos of brother:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0387.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/IMG_0387.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0389.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/IMG_0389.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0390.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/IMG_0390.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother likes to buy new PJs for the new year.&lt;br /&gt;My bro's new PJ:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0444.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/IMG_0444.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0445.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/IMG_0445.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To create the illusion of flying, we asked him to balance himself on the chair.&lt;br /&gt;But his abdominal muscles are poorly developed, so he was in fatigue trying to straighten his legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0447.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/IMG_0447.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we helped him carry his legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0451.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/IMG_0451.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0452.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/IMG_0452.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0453.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/IMG_0453.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now flying backwards. Requires Abs too. He doesn't have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0454.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/IMG_0454.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we carried his legs again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0457.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/IMG_0457.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sisters playing a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0459.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/IMG_0459.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is very strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0461.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v697/qw_lolx/superman/IMG_0461.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Anti-gravity effect, choose the superman PJs.&lt;br /&gt;Fake one. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11222080-6765103839025475708?l=milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/feeds/6765103839025475708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11222080&amp;postID=6765103839025475708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6765103839025475708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11222080/posts/default/6765103839025475708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milkthemilkycow.blogspot.com/2009/02/emcc.html' title='EMCC'/><author><name>qi^en</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10356372558268056934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
