<?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-9081751729920556620</id><updated>2011-08-03T09:37:51.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Interpretation</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>144</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-7730758365052282264</id><published>2010-05-15T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T01:41:46.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night is Day.....</title><content type='html'>Life these days... Go to work as the sun sets, taking the same route and arriving an hour early for preparation. Queue up for my uniform, change, walk like a million miles to the scheduling place, check what game I'm at, groan/sigh/roll-my-eyes, drag meself to me locker, get a drink of water, report in to a pissed and tired pit manager, start shift, get bored, mind wanders, make stupid mistake cos not paying attention, wonder how long am I gonna do this, finally get a break after 2 hours or so, grab whatever food/liquid, go back to finish my shift, smile when it's over, check out when the sun is about to rise. Then I slowly make my way home, sleep, wake up at around 3-4pm and do it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is similar to what a lot of people go through but I gotta tell you, working night shift and having to do the main part of your job with people staring at you (you can't slack off or dig your nose or whatever) really takes it out of you... So far I've always stayed at my job for only about 6 months and I thought I might be able to really stick this one out. But like a lot of my colleagues, we're getting kinda bored! And totally losing patience with the management. I think we're being very kind and understanding that they're new and figuring things out but if they don't sort things out by the 3rd month that we're open..... Be prepared to hold another recruitment drive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough about work... I do have a life!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos of my schedule, I haven't been able to see my friends so much. Cos when they're working, I'm sleeping and when I'm sleeping they're working (I sound like a broken record). I think the last friend I met up with was Kal at the beginning of April. And bestie.... haven't seen her since her birthday! During training my off day was Sun and I know she has church and her boyfriend so I don't wanna disturb her and now that I started work... Sigh.... really got no chance to meet up. But she was the first one to ask of any birthday plans so thanks girl! At least I know someone out there other than my mum will celebrate my birthday for me and I appreciate it so much! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie watching is still going fine. &lt;strong&gt;The Back Up Plan&lt;/strong&gt; was not bad.... But anytime I see Jennifer Lopez try to pass off as a working class, ordinary woman it just makes me not bother about the film. Ha... To me its like a Poodle trying to pass off as a chihuaha or something... it doesn't make sense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;strong&gt;Robin Hood&lt;/strong&gt; today and I &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; it was a nice film.... Think because I fell asleep a lot! We watched the 4.50pm show which to a lot of people is a nice time but to me it feels like 8am! Anyway, what I did see I liked. Confused about casting Cate Blanchett though... I mean, is Robin Hood's girlfriend supposed to look like a pretty 40-year old who needs a lil more makeup? She delivers feist and class perfectly but what's up with the look for the character? Gotta do more research before I judge... And Russell Crowe gave a good performance as usual. He does look like he's frowning a lot though.... hmm.... Oh and I think Gerard Butler would make a better Robin Hood. But with Ridley Scott as the director, I don't think anyone stood a chance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I rented &lt;strong&gt;Post Grad&lt;/strong&gt; and I really liked it! Its about his girl, 22, just graduated from college and learns that things won't go her way like she planned. She then goes on a journey to discover what's really important in life. It's a simple movie but it kinda has an indie feel to it and I'm a sucker for those kind of movies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning 22 in one week! Don't even know how to feel about that! Except... soon I can say that I'm in my mid twenties! Yikes! It seems like only yesterday that I was in my teens!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-7730758365052282264?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/7730758365052282264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=7730758365052282264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7730758365052282264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7730758365052282264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2010/05/night-is-day.html' title='Night is Day.....'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-3754439078303873336</id><published>2010-04-30T01:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T02:15:30.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>Well, it's definitely no secret that the Casino opened recently. I was working on that day... night shift from 8pm to 6am. When I saw my schedule, I was like... wtf??? Haha... So I slept as usual the night before and took a nap in the afternoon and managed to survive my first night shift! Although by 5am I was pretty tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first game I dealt was Blackjack. I was happy that I got that cos it's the one I was most confident in (and the most recent game we learnt). First guest... took her $50 within a minute of her sitting down! She looked at me, said ''oei'' then walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second guest... 2 kind of chee-ko-pek men in their 40's and 50's. Asked me ''xiao mei ji sui? 22 ah? yi ding hui hen hao de hor?'' Ewwwwwww..... I wish someone else would've seen the way they were looking at me, moving their eyes up and down and raising their eyebrows. I would've shuddered with disgust if I wasn't so darn nervous! Haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, it wasn't as packed as I thought it'd be! I thought it'd be full house but there were some empty tables here and there and I was one of them. Cos I kept taking their money.... I got to deal Baccarat after that and I even took their money there! So I was at my empty table with nothing to do. When guests would sit down, I'd be kinda glad! More glad than nervous for something to do! It got to a point where I was kinda hoping the guests would win money so they wouldn't walk away! But then again, I'd only been a dealer for one night at the point so it'd be interesting to see what I would prefer a few months down the road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was exhausted by the time my shift ended. First time I worked night shift and it was OT some more... I clocked in when the sun was setting and clocked out when the sun rised. Boy, that really throws your body clock off! Went to get some breakfast with colleagues in Orchard then slowly but surely made my way home. It's weird to go home when everyone else is on their way to work. What follows is the first time that it has ever happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how they say you don't know how tired you are until you sit down? Well, I got a seat at Tanjong Pagar. I fell asleep almost immediately. Woke up for a few seconds when the train got to Buona Vista. Thought I could sleep for a while more... The next thing I knew, a rather rude MRT driver was using his keys to knock on the railing beside me and telling me to get off the train at....... Joo Koon station! OMG! I actually slept through all the ridiculously loud MRT announcements and people getting on and off the train long enough to reach the end of the line and the driver had to wake me up! I ran out of the train as quickly as possible and took the train back. HAHA! Then I got to thinking... why didn't anyone wake me up? Did everyone get off the train before Joo Koon? Cos if I saw someone dead asleep and the train/bus was at the last already, I'd wake the person up cos I don't want him/her to be alone or something, you know? It could maybe be dangerous! And worse... what if the person wasn't asleep? There could've been some medical complications along the way or something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to work on Friday night... again. Another OT. And this time it's a weekend. Public holiday weekend! Ah! Boy, I'm gonna need my strength that night! I end at 8am, just in time to see the lovely sunrise at Marina Bay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really is a new beginning for me. My third job and I'm conquering my fear of counting. Lucky I have my lovely colleagues to go through this with. Recently we've been bonding a lot, going out for dinner and a lot of karaoke! So much so that I'm actually out over $100 cos of the spending and taxi taking! Hoping to save as much as possible when my pay comes in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-3754439078303873336?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/3754439078303873336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=3754439078303873336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/3754439078303873336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/3754439078303873336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-beginings.html' title='New Beginnings'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-1866092719629168253</id><published>2010-04-16T02:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T02:30:54.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad movie experience but great movie</title><content type='html'>I had the worst movie experience today... and I'm not gonna be shy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie itself was great, excellent! But the thing that destroyed the earlier part of my day was... the bloody cinema! Or, to be more specific, the management at the cinema! Singapore only has like 5 major cinema operations and this one is one of 2 that I don't like. The cinema is at... West Mall. Enough said. Singaporeans should know the place well and I think they might've had their own experiences too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its early on a Thursday afternoon. Mum and I now watch movies on Thursdays before I go to work cos it suits both our schedules well. We caught the 11am showing of Shutter Island. Here's what went wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Management screwed up the movie timing for the staff so they ended up screening the show earlier than they were supposed so they had to rewind the film (which apparently takes some time). Therefore....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Movie started at 11.28am instead of 11am. No one &lt;em&gt;official&lt;/em&gt; came in to tell us it was gonna be delayed, just some normal staff who said it was only gonna be ''5 more minutes''&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The first 5 minutes or so, they had the wrong... lens or something so the actors were all squashed up, heads cut off as well as subtitles.... (t felt like watching a pirated movie or something) Oh, get this.... the lights were on as well!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;About 3/4 through the show, the projectionist screwed up again. The bottom half of the film was at the top and vice versa. This carried on for about 5 min at a point in the film where things were getting discovered. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Show ended and immediately after the first name was shown on the credits, they cut it off. The was no picture and no sound for about 30 seconds. Then the credits continued but I couldn't remember if there was sound cos I was kinda busy storming out of there. Later, I overheard that they probably cut off the credit cos they were rushing for the next movie to start. (Do I f***ing care???)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Staff were not apologetic at all. AT ALL. They still insisted on us exiting through the front of the cinema and their faces looked, dare I say, irritated even! When my mum mentioned about the horrible service we experienced, they just blamed the management. I mean, there's gotta be some kinda manager there right? Not even a lil compensation or even a full f***ing refund? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;They should thank their lucky stars that the 15-20 unfortunate patrons that morning did not make a big fuss like we could have. Mum and I worked in service line before and we know what it's like when things go wrong so we didn't wanna make things difficult for them when it's not their fault. Funny cos this isn't the first time that we had bad experiences at that cinema chain. They often forget to turn off their lights in the beginning; once the film just stopped halfway then continued on 5 min later; they blind your eyes after you've been sitting in a dark theatre for 2 hours by turning on the spotlights IMMEDIATELY after the show ends and  most of the staff there really look like they are not happy to be there and might spit in your popcorn if you say something wrong! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why, just recently, my friend and I were late for a movie cos we had to wait 15 min to get drinks! There was only 1 bloody counter open and they were really slow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today did it for me... I'm not visiting that cinema for quite some time if I can help it! DON'T GO TO THE CINEMA AT WEST MALL!!! And perhaps the other branches as well (I've only been to the other one at Suntec) You pay the same price at other places and get service 10 times better!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. Go watch Shutter Island tho... it's a fantastic psychological thriller and a great homage to the film noir style. Stellar performance from DiCaprio, as usual great directing from Scorsese and I love the raw editing! Although, as one who watches a lot of movies, I kinda guessed the plot (correctly) from the first clue... Watch it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-1866092719629168253?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/1866092719629168253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=1866092719629168253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/1866092719629168253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/1866092719629168253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2010/04/bad-movie-experience-but-great-movie.html' title='Bad movie experience but great movie'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-916688720055187282</id><published>2010-04-12T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T01:37:23.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking + movies = movies that make you think</title><content type='html'>Well, what do ya know... Just a day or 2 after I posted the last post, I casually asked my mum if she'd allow me to go overseas by myself. Almost immediately, she said no! I mean... wth. I think I am pretty responsible for someone my age and can somewhat take care of myself and most people who know me would agree! Mum said that she trusts me but I just lack experience in travelling so she won't allow me to go. Well, how am I supposed to get the experience then? Sigh... I'm sure someday I'd understand how she feels when I'm a parent myself, but for now its just agonizing feelings, confusion and distrust that I'll have to keep my mind busy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is going grreat... Really bonding with my colleagues so now it doesn't really feel like going to work. Like going to meet my friends! And it helps that I literally spend the whole day playing games! Currently learning Blackjack so its a whole day of counting numbers over and over... Nice to play and win/lose fake money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even tho I'm working now, I still can't give up my movies! And so mum and I have taken to watching movies before my work starts. I start around 3.30pm so plenty of time to catch a show before that. Recently, I was dissappointed with Clash of the Titans. The trailer was so promising but the show was... confusing. Like it couldn't decide which genre it wanted to be in... 3d spectacular? Comedy? Fantastic remake? Greek mythology references galore? Like, really similar to the characters in Percy Jackson? Haha... sorry, I know the original movie was eons ago but Percy Jackson did come out before this new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 shows talked about the same thing... Forgiveness. Remember Me and A Single Man were 2 very different stories but they were all about forgiving and moving on before its too late. They show how your emotion can overrule every logical bone in your body and keep you in a prison of self-loathing and dicontentment. Its so true... cos we have such a short time on earth, if you don't let go of things, you'll just be stuck and never move on. Out of the 2, I prefer Remember me... not cos of Robert (I felt I was watching Edward Cullen for awhile) but cos the story was well written. And it was about a 22 year old which I find fiction and movies don't really talk too much about that age!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a spending spree since I got my pay... wasn't much to spend but to go from having almost $0 to 4 digits is sooooo satisfying! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-916688720055187282?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/916688720055187282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=916688720055187282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/916688720055187282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/916688720055187282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2010/04/thinking-movies-movies-that-make-you.html' title='Thinking + movies = movies that make you think'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-6868508648432253163</id><published>2010-03-25T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T01:19:01.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Settling in nicely</title><content type='html'>Work is great! I actually look forward to going to work sometimes! I think cos we spend so much time otgether, 6 days a week, learning and going through the same things together, I really bonded with my colleagues! It really feels like school there... you &lt;em&gt;hav&lt;/em&gt;e to report on time, no allowance given, if you're late you have to let your trainer know and you even have to let them know you're going to the toilet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and dad went to Beijing last week. They came back today. I think its cos of my cousins and colleagues that made the absence of them quite enjoyable! Don't get me wrong, I did miss them especially when I come home to a considerably quieter house, but I maybe would never have had all the fun moments and memories this past week if they were in Singapore! Now that mum's back, I gotta be more guai again and do my duty as a daughter! Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I didn't wanna spend Sunday alone, I invited my cousins over for an overnight ''mahjong session''. Boy, it was anything BUT a mahjong session! We ended up playing drinking games and about 6 hours after they arrived, at about 6am, we were pretty much all passed out! Haha... Cousin Jonathan came over and I was really glad we did cos we never really spent much time together before. And cousins Ruyi and Jac brought their friend Kate over too. Kate was the very nice turn of events especially for my dear lil cousin Fran! Haha... he might have to thank me if it all works out! :) I really love it when life takes an unexpected turn and suddenly a whole new era of great things just begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way I took care of myself when my parents were not around! I hope I've shown mum that I'm not a little girl anymore and I can handle myself. With that and the way I totally took care of her when we went KL, I hope she can allow me to go overseas with friends or cousins in the future. *crossing fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya cousins! Peace! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-6868508648432253163?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/6868508648432253163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=6868508648432253163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6868508648432253163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6868508648432253163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2010/03/settling-in-nicely.html' title='Settling in nicely'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-7867004696265317919</id><published>2010-02-24T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T00:41:02.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First days of activity</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my orientation. Boy, a whole lot of briefing was done! Today, Tuesday was the first day of training. So far its alright. I don't really like the beginning part when everyone is still shy and not really talkative... So far the people are nice. Not a whole lot of them are my year... A lot of mid twenties and above. And a significant amount of aunties and uncles! Like my mum and dad's age! And they even speak the hokkien exactly like them. Quite a whole lot of foreigners... The usual suspects la... I won't mention in detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with most work, I can't say much about exactly what I'm doing. Most of you who know me know what I'm doing and the rest can just guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its now 12.35am as I am writing this. I just got home not long ago. My training will only end at 11pm from now on! I don't really like the timing cos its like an ''in between'' time. Starts in the middle of the afternoon and ends late at night. Can't really meet up with friends cos they all working in the morning and can't meet them at night too cos its too late! Why coudln't I have been given the one that ends at 3pm? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I have 1 friends through all this... Sharilyn whom I've known for quite a while now! We're in different groups so can only see each other in passing but its better than nothing! By the time I come home, I think there's just enough time to watch something online while my hair dries or go my usual sites, then go to sleep, wake up in time for brunch and its off to work again! I hope the pace picks up! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-7867004696265317919?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/7867004696265317919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=7867004696265317919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7867004696265317919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7867004696265317919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-days-of-activity.html' title='First days of activity'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-3256262909360099114</id><published>2010-02-12T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T01:59:04.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY prep</title><content type='html'>Chinese New Year is coming! I've been quite busy preparing for it. Since I'm still stuck at home for now waiting for work to start, I decided to help my mum out. I practically cleaned the whole kitchen, cleaned the bar counter (except for the wine and liquor cos I like the dust on them!), swept certain parts of the ceiling, cleaned every corner of my room and almost every other detail in my house. I'm like ready to be a housewife! Haha... I mentioned to my mum that I don't think my friends do this much for spring cleaning. Also, I noticed that since I graduated, I've never been employed during the X'mas and CNY period! Maybe that's why? I dunno... Friends, do you spring clean the house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (10Feb) was my dog Dixie's 3rd death anniversary. I'm totally ok with it now. We occasionally mention her in conversation and talk of her stupid but adorable habits. Like she always stood staring at the door wanting to go out then the moment you let her go out, she wants to come in again! And when she wants food and you ask her to do 1 trick like &lt;em&gt;sit&lt;/em&gt;, she'll end up doing all she knows so you can give it to her faster! And when she smells something she doesn't like, she'll put her nose underneath her left hind leg and walk away! I miss you Dixie. And I generally miss having something furry around the house (besides the dust bunnies). This after falling in love with a chewing guinea pig at great world city!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day is coming up. Went to watch the movie Valentine's Day today. Never really bothered about that day cos its my mum's birthday. In a way, I'm really glad cos I know that my family would somehow have to celebrate her birthday together, so I'll never be alone. I shudder to think how alone I'd be if my mum's birthday wasn't on that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finally receiving the start date of my work (22Feb), I'm glad to report that my mental health is better! I keep myself busy with spring cleaning and I don't have depressive thoughts about 80% of the time. Just as well... the previous posts that I mentioned my depressive feelings could just as well have been suicide letters cos no one bothered to ask. Not even a mention on my tag board. Considering taking it down... Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a few more days before CNY! Have a feeling it'll be an interesting one. Hopefully a &lt;em&gt;good &lt;/em&gt;interesting! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-3256262909360099114?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/3256262909360099114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=3256262909360099114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/3256262909360099114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/3256262909360099114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2010/02/cny-prep.html' title='CNY prep'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-3637512133719277896</id><published>2010-01-30T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T23:40:11.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Useless Sat night fact</title><content type='html'>While surfing Wikipedia, I came across something called &lt;em&gt;'Irritable Male Syndrome'.&lt;/em&gt; Haha! Who knew they had a term for irritating males? Kidding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is actually a recently coined term for a set of symptoms thought to be caused by a drop in testosterone levels in male mammals. Like a male menopause?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, can't deny the fact of the words... Irritable Male Syndrome is just a ''bowel movement'' away from Irritable Bowel Syndrome! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-3637512133719277896?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/3637512133719277896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=3637512133719277896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/3637512133719277896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/3637512133719277896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2010/01/useless-sat-night-fact.html' title='Useless Sat night fact'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-6424707352570982491</id><published>2010-01-09T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T01:05:24.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am I really doing this again? I'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had a rather nice day doing the whole lunch and movie thing with mum. Then dinner with sis. Played Sims. Chatted online with friends. No ordinary firends but my closest friends. And just cos of 1 small thing that happened. 1 small thing of them not really listening to what I was saying. And I feel like curling up in a (big) ball on my bed, letting it all flow out until it stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does it even come from? Why is it here? I'm controlling back something that probably shouldn't be here in the first place. They're asleep now. The silence is deafening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna feel like this. I thought the hormones were supposed to be over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't even know how to end this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-6424707352570982491?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/6424707352570982491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=6424707352570982491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6424707352570982491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6424707352570982491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2010/01/am-i-really-doing-this-again-im-scared.html' title=''/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-2935118569990533396</id><published>2010-01-06T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T23:55:35.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 in review</title><content type='html'>It was a tumultuos and also peaceful year. Let's see... I was unemplyed for almost half a year and the other half a year OF MY LIFE was consumed by my first serious job (with a career path). I learned A LOT this year from that job. It was certainly very challenging, a test of your pateince, endurance and brains and I'm not shy to admit that I was not very good at it! Haha... At least now I know that I do not want to head down the Media career path. I just think that a job should just be a job. It shouldn't consume your life and affect your relationships with family and friends like mine did. If a job should affect those aspects, maybe it'd be a job like social work or something, where you're actually helping out peopl's lives ya know? Not a ruthless , meaningless, behind-the-scenes media career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight was meeting a lot of people I probably wouldn't have met in normal life. Most famous person I met? Either Stef Sun or JJ Lin... whichever is more famous. Getting to see the difference between many performers in real life and how they are on stage is fascinating! Getting to see the Idol hopefuls before they learn to perform on TV was real cute too. Only wish it hadn'ts taken up so much of my life. Ya know... when you're young, a few weeks is like an eternity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough on work.... I didn't get to go to as many concerts as I'd like. Not that I couldn't afford it, but cos of scheduling conflicts. I hope I can go to more concerts this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned the big &lt;strong&gt;21&lt;/strong&gt;... Spent that shopping with family in KL for the first time. Cos of work, I didn't have time to organize a party. But had a rather pleasant, albeit short time in KL. Lots of other people had their 21st birthday party and cos I was unemployed, was very broke from all the presents I had to get. Now thinking of holding a little 22nd birthday party this year. Maybe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love life is DEAD. Of all the things I can do, the things I have achieved in my own small way, that is the one thing I have absolutely no idea on. I've been pretty ok with that fact for a long time. But that was cos I usually had some other distraction like school or work. When the unemployment started, that's when the doubting of myself started. It wasn't cos of the love life thingy,  but me and my life in general. Like, why am I even here??? I &lt;em&gt;am&lt;/em&gt; my own worst enemy. This year was the first time I had to research about depression on the internet. Mixed feelings about what I found out and what I had to deal with. Laughed unhealthily when no one seemed to notice anything. Ha. Ha. Now wish I had money to maaaaybe see someone just to get an opinion. This may not be as serious as I think it is after all... ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on! Overall, its been a pretty &lt;em&gt;blah&lt;/em&gt; year. I honestly don't know what to think about it. 2008 was a great year so maybe 2009 pales in comparison? I learned a lot about myself in 2009 and I hope to use what I learnt in 2010! Here's hoping that 2010 is better for me and even better for everyone else out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-2935118569990533396?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/2935118569990533396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=2935118569990533396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2935118569990533396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2935118569990533396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009-in-review.html' title='2009 in review'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-4867833662604709962</id><published>2009-12-27T14:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T14:23:26.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A weekend of noise</title><content type='html'>I understand your need to celebrate, I really do.... it's your special occasion, after all. But do you need the whole fucking neighbourhood to suffer in your celebration? I don't know if you can call it a celebration when the other 300 odd people in the neighbourhood is suffering. No such thing as a quiet weekend when you're celebrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what is with the bad singing? REALLY? I mean, really? Its not enough that you're making NOISE, but you can't even have a little decent music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH...... SHUT UP!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Now looking forward to going to the Idol finals to experience real singing. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-4867833662604709962?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/4867833662604709962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=4867833662604709962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4867833662604709962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4867833662604709962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/12/weekend-of-noise.html' title='A weekend of noise'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-4388344762392350759</id><published>2009-12-15T16:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T17:07:19.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacking with Mr ''URTI''</title><content type='html'>My exercise plan was going pretty well. Up until recently, I went to exercise at the gym or swim or some other activity like 2 or 3 times a week. Last week, I decided to exercise everyday. Went to gym on Mon and Tuesday, rested my muscles on Wednesday, then swimming on Thursday and Friday. I don't go out and exercise on weekends for fear of the many misbehaved kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, I went to swim 16 laps. And then I fell sick! Haha... I had had a sore throat over the weekend but nothing to worry about, then now its grown to full on phlegm. I hope its not, but it might be the beginning of the Upper Respiratory Tract Infection (URTI) again. Which, if anyone recalls, I had one earlier this year and a really bad one last year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I can't even sing at home cos my voice just can't do it. I just spent the day totally slacking adn that's what &lt;em&gt;compelled&lt;/em&gt; me to write this rather mundane post.... And hearing some advendtures from my sis who just got back from Belgium, Germany, Holland and Paris. You know, its my dream to go to that area, but our dollar is so weak among the Euro that I might not have as much fun there.... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left with 100 more pages in Dracula. It's difficult to read an unabridged version of a classic book cos they really write differently in the past. And the words that I don't understand, sometimes I can't even find in the dictionary cos maybe its an old word or something.... I've been reading this 440+ page book for over a months already. Wanna faster finish it so I can go on to something much easier, like Twilight's Eclipse. Ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-4388344762392350759?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/4388344762392350759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=4388344762392350759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4388344762392350759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4388344762392350759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/12/slacking-with-mr-urti.html' title='Slacking with Mr &apos;&apos;URTI&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-2142421457794581255</id><published>2009-12-11T13:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T14:07:50.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 brothers and a distant cousin</title><content type='html'>Watched An Education at Vivo's Cinema Europa with May Ann on Monday. I liked the movie. For me, the title has a double meaning to it and I do recommend this film to young ladies like myself. Lead actor Peter Sarsgaard could have been more man candy, but I think his face and eyes make up for his lack of muscles and a lot of chest hair! I like his look but I think a lot of ladies here might not like his look, so it was an interesting casting choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the show, I thought about it for a while and came to this conclusion.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, let me present... from left: &lt;strong&gt;Kiefer Sutherland &lt;/strong&gt;(24)&lt;strong&gt;, Peter Sarsgaard&lt;/strong&gt; (Flightplan)&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; Ewan McGregor&lt;/strong&gt; (Star Wars, Moulin Rouge) !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 146px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413853949319450338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SyHfe6sIDuI/AAAAAAAAA_w/h2c1cqSduIQ/s320/Kiefer+Peter+Ewan.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone &lt;em&gt;please&lt;/em&gt; cast them as brothers??? They do bear a sort of resemblance to one another, no? And they do have the tendency to play troubled characters.... So I'm thinking.... 3 estranged brothers who are torn apart by a family dispute, but they have to come together to save the day! And if you really wanna make it interesting, you can let Kiefer do his ''I'm very manly, give me your gun'' thing. Peter can extort money out of someone, while Ewan distracts them by singing his heart out! Oh, and Jude Law could play a very pretty distant cousin or something....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413855930232186418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SyHhSOKhpjI/AAAAAAAABAA/9npGnBbF7ok/s320/Jude+Law.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something to think about........ :)&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/9081751729920556620-2142421457794581255?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/2142421457794581255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=2142421457794581255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2142421457794581255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2142421457794581255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/12/3-brothers-and-distant-cousin.html' title='3 brothers and a distant cousin'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x87H5xH8tjI/SyHfe6sIDuI/AAAAAAAAA_w/h2c1cqSduIQ/s72-c/Kiefer+Peter+Ewan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-7838340446578158873</id><published>2009-12-06T23:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T00:35:34.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insignificant</title><content type='html'>Referring to my previous post... Yes, the New Moon movie is better than the book. I'm &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; on team Jacob. Now looking forward to Cirque Du Freak the movie. Also about Vampires and I read during my secondary school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for my next job to start. Its been 3 months since I've been unemployed. People think its sooo easy to stay home and not do anything. Ya, you try it. See if you can stay at home, have an inquisitive, questioning mind and be completely alone with nothing to distract you from yourself. Just you and yourself in a death ring of life and questions. Ya, its easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With so much time to think, one thing that pops into my head is how completely and totally insignificant I feel. Recently, I went on a short trip to KL. My mum had a ton of people to inform about the trip and there were people who were like &lt;em&gt;'huh... why you going? What will we do without you?'&lt;/em&gt; I didn't tell anyone about the trip. I thought &lt;em&gt;'why bother?'&lt;/em&gt; Then, this crossed my mind.... Would anyone miss me if I'm gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I might look like I have the perfect life from the outside. Wake up people... NO ONE has a perfect life. I just don't tell you certain stuff and you don't bother to look deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate the people in my life soooo much... just for being who you are, you are enriching my life. Did you know that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these days, everyone is moving on with their life and its ok! I'm happy for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just that now... its just me, my thoughts, nothing to distract me from them and no one to save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dreamed I was missing you were so scared&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But no one would listen cause no one else cared&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After my dreaming I woke with this fear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What am I leaving when I'm done here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So if you're asking me I want you to know...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When my time comes forget the wrong that I've done&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And don't resent me and when you're feeling empty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep me in your memory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm scared. But that's alright... I think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-7838340446578158873?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/7838340446578158873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=7838340446578158873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7838340446578158873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7838340446578158873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/12/insignificant.html' title='Insignificant'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-3979967977472035611</id><published>2009-11-11T18:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T18:27:25.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a New Moon</title><content type='html'>I'm on the mailing list of Borders and they sent a voucher that says I can get a Stephanie Meyer (Twilight) book for 50% off. Now, that's a pretty good deal! I decided to succumb to popular culture and see what the fuss was all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I dragged my mum down to Borders and of course there's a catch. The 1st 2 books in the series are already at a discounted price of $12 which means that I can't use my voucher. But still, $12 is a good bargain. So I got the 1st 2 books and managed to use my voucher for the 3rd book. All of them cost about $33. Bargain, yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty free these days and since this was a teenage book, it was pretty light reading and I got through the 563 pages of New Moon in 3 days and 1 night. That's fast for my standard and ya, it was quite interesting. I watched the 1st Twilight movie and am now ready for the 2nd one. I got a feeling... Although most books kick their movie's ass, I think for once, the movie might be more interesting than the book... I dunno.. Guess I'll have to wait until 3 December to find out! 2 weeks after the American release, btw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Angie, my dear friend.... I think I'd rather join Jacob's pack. Hee.... I think he's sweeter! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-3979967977472035611?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/3979967977472035611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=3979967977472035611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/3979967977472035611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/3979967977472035611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/11/theres-new-moon.html' title='There&apos;s a New Moon'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-8615670716543658678</id><published>2009-10-29T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T23:57:54.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is It</title><content type='html'>I passed my basic theory test today! Nearly after a year that I signed up! Haha... Now I got my PDL and I'm looking forward to starting to learn how to drive! One thing I gotta say about BBDC... The girls there all look like they're into anime or something... Almost all are really white, have dyed brown hair and fake eyelashes. Then the instructors there look tired, like they just smoked a carton of cigarrettes and their skin took a beating from that! What a place of contrast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I popped over to Jurong East library and found some nice books. I found out then that they blocked my IC! Cos I lost my wallet and therefore my IC in 2005... So I had to replace the card. After I replaced it, I took the 2 books that I found and walked out... without checking them out yet! The alarm went off and all the security guard did was just to sit in his chair and look at me! Haha... ended up borrowing an encyclopedia of Calligraphy and a book on Art Deco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, mum sis and I went to watch Michael Jackson's This Is It. Boy, if I were a fan, I think I'd be bawling my eyes out. Everytime I saw the trailer for the show, I got a bit emotional and watching the film wasn't any different.  It was the parts when he talked about the ideas that he had and trying to perfect that segment of the show. You see the genius that he is during those moments. The first half of the show I was rather emotional but as it went on, I found myself smiling and just appreciating who he is. I really hope and pray that people will pay one last sign of respect to this great man of our time and just go, just pick yourself up and go to the cinema to watch his last moments. Please do not illegally watch or download this film because it will be nothing but disrespect to the King of Pop. Oh, and another suggestion... if your bladder isn't bursting by the end of the show, or if you're not in any rush, try to stay until the credits finish! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-8615670716543658678?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/8615670716543658678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=8615670716543658678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/8615670716543658678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/8615670716543658678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-it.html' title='This Is It'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-4636589534148172334</id><published>2009-10-27T01:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T02:12:04.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food + Opinions = ???</title><content type='html'>I have been blessed with wonderful weekends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid week however.... Sis cooked a meal for her boyfriend as an early birthday present abd we all helped a little. Then the next day we went to watch My Sister's Keeper and cried our eyes out. I read the book recently and thought it was pretty good. The movie however... I know you're supposed to view the movie and book as 2 seperate entities but no matter, under any circumstances, I think, that you should change the ending of the book! Sure, it'll probably please a lot more cinema-goers, but... wtf?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, I went to the zoo with a close dear friend and was pleasantly surprised when they all still remembered me and let me and Angie do some stuff for free! Sometimes I miss working there... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I met up with my poly girls. We caught up with Yu En on married life and the rest of us just chatted our girly talk. We walked from Far East to Orchard central and finished it off with a movie (500 days of summer) at Cineleisure. Orchard central? I didn't really like it... It didn't have much &lt;em&gt;flow&lt;/em&gt; for me and the shops there weren't too interesting. I prefer Ion, if only I had more money... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, someone told me that ''I look pretty, if only... its just my weight only...''. If I had a dollar for everytime I have heard that...&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could tell &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt;: ''I don't have a problem with my weight or the way I look. YOU are the one with the problem, and before you say anything about me, why don't you take a good look in the mirror first? Being skinny does not justify you as being beautiful. Who the hell are you to let your opinions out for everyone to hear? Why don't you just take your opinions and shove it up your asshole of a brain?!''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, if only we could say things and get away with it... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-4636589534148172334?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/4636589534148172334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=4636589534148172334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4636589534148172334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4636589534148172334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/10/food-opinions.html' title='Food + Opinions = ???'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-2992588420924997005</id><published>2009-10-19T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T00:26:50.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank goodness for 3 small digits</title><content type='html'>What a contrast thes past 2 weekends have been! Last weekend I was running around attending my friend's 21st birthday party (on Sat) and helping my uncle do a performance (on Sun) for a close friend of his' daughter's birthday. Needless to say it was a packed weekend and by Sunday evening I was exhausted, collapsed on my bed and slept completely still for about 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend... I wanted to make plans. Call my 1 of 2 single girlfriend and see if she wanted to do anything or call my guy friend and see if he was doing anything. But I decided to spend some time at home with mummy. We went grocery shopping Friday evening and bought stuff to cook on Saturday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I've recently been in a cooking phase. I'm interested in it and I would like to improve on that skill while I have some time. So I've been watching cooking shows on TV and even bought 2 cookbooks! And after watching the movie 'Julie &amp;amp; Julia' I knew I wanted to cook something this weekend! Btw, that movie is quite funny! More of a chick flick and a long chick flick at that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Saturday we cooked corn soup with toufu, eggs, steamed pomfret and stir-fried spinach. And on Sunday we cooked curry. I wanted to break out a recipe from the cookbook but I thought I'd begin with something more familiar, to my mother anyway, so she could teach me some skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it just so happened that the Borders email that I subscribe to, this week, has a voucher for 25% off any Jamie Oliver cookbook! And since I'm a member, I get an additional 10% off! Guess I'll be making a trip down to town this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought 2 new CDs this week. (I've been running out of cash but I got some extra money from the performance, thank god!) Paramore and Mika. Paramore still sounded pretty much the same, not too much groth to them, and each song sounded similar but not in a good way. Mika, however, was fantastic. I was doing housework while listening to him and managed to listen to the CD 3 times! There were variations in each of his songs and a total Mika-ness to them... But, after listening to it, I really have to wonder if he was gay or not. Look out for tracks: 'Blame it on the girls', 'Dr John', 'Good Gone Girl' and 'Touches You'. If you're a fun, quirky person, you'll definitely like this album!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-2992588420924997005?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/2992588420924997005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=2992588420924997005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2992588420924997005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2992588420924997005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/10/thank-goodness-for-3-small-digits.html' title='Thank goodness for 3 small digits'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-4628707253043447470</id><published>2009-10-04T18:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T18:24:53.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A nice weekend</title><content type='html'>I like Sundays spent at home.... Mum's at home so there willl always be food when I wake up. She washes the clothes and burns essential oils so the house smells heavenly. I laze around as much as I can until mum chases me to do some housework! Haha... but today we're both lazy to do housework so it's extra shiok cos I can truly laze around! (Frankly, I'm tired of lazing around... can't wait to start work!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday Jess and Ruyi came over for a little while. We have been trying to meet up for the longest time but Ruyi missed Jess by just 10 min! Trying to meet up on Monday night for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was also my friend's wedding yesterday. A lot of people are shocked when I tell them she's 22. But hey, when you're ready you're ready right? It was so exciting cos she's the first person whose wedding I went to that I am close with. Also, all my classmates caught up with each other cos the last time we saw each other it was graduation! How quickly life moves along... and it's only been a year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a while, so here are some pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388688035065242418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/Ssh3N6d2IzI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/7hBJ-YGIz6M/s320/DSCF7581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388688043433894738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/Ssh3OZpFo1I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/IGVj9gpW6dc/s320/DSCF7591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388688046178271074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/Ssh3Oj3Zf2I/AAAAAAAAA_g/Mkdl3117X2I/s320/DSCF7599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388688054374126882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/Ssh3PCZcVSI/AAAAAAAAA_o/XtXYG69wYyQ/s320/DSCF7607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched Funny People on Friday and it was hilarious! I cried at one point cos the family dog was licking the kid's ear... something Dixie used to do to me, only me... God, I miss her... I can't really remember her smell anymore....... &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/9081751729920556620-4628707253043447470?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/4628707253043447470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=4628707253043447470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4628707253043447470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4628707253043447470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/10/nice-weekend.html' title='A nice weekend'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x87H5xH8tjI/Ssh3N6d2IzI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/7hBJ-YGIz6M/s72-c/DSCF7581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-7172860375752980632</id><published>2009-09-19T16:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T16:39:43.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feel</title><content type='html'>It's true what they say... ''There is no pleasure without pain''.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without experiencing what it is like to hurt... we would not know the joyous sensation that is happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a story with no ending... it's incomplete. While we're on that matter, it's like a story with no beginning! You need both the beginning and the end to tell a story. The journey itself is inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need both pleasure and pain to exist. Life &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; all about balance. Only when the scales are tipped does tragedy happen. Miss one emotion and you might forget what it's like to be human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be human is to &lt;em&gt;feel&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my friends, if you're hurting right now, fret not... embrace the hurt and make good use of it. Know that there is a light at the end of the tunnel... That after all this suffering, some good &lt;em&gt;will &lt;/em&gt;come out of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-7172860375752980632?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/7172860375752980632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=7172860375752980632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7172860375752980632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7172860375752980632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/09/feel.html' title='feel'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-4205059550720632929</id><published>2009-09-03T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T17:07:41.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a long time...</title><content type='html'>Wow... it's been 3 months since I updated! I've just been really busy and some things have been going on and I found other things to do beside surfing the internet on my computer which I feel can give out on me anytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, summarized update on what's been going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in a lord of the rings watching phase these days... I just think that the extended edition box set is THE BEST DVD ever! Movie is good and the extras are AMAZING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, much to the delight of my friend Kalthoum, I've been watching Supernatural too. I put it on right before I go to bed and then after watching it... I find it hard to go to sleep! Haha... But it's thouroughly entertaining and the brothers really do grow on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been trying to explore Singapore after many of my colleagues said that I'm a tourist in my own country. I'm doing it with someone who's just as much a tourist in her own country... Kalthoum! We've only been to Chinatown and Arab street so far and there's still many places to go! We basically just pick a street to start off with and just walk around for hours. Man, I enjoyed Chinatown cos there were so many antique shops and I even bought a very old version of Shakespeare's Othello for $10! Now, if only I understood the text...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new phone: Nokia E75. Yes! I finally got rid of my Samsung phone! Seriously, I was irritated with it and often found pleasure in casually throwing it down on my bed whenever I had the chance! This Nokia is sooo much better. It reacts so much faster and the functions are just so easy to get. Plus, it has a horizontal keyboard that you can slide out and type so much faster! Love Nokia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friends have recently turned 21 and I've been to their wonderful parties... Next one is Chin Yan's at Marina Square! And my lil niece is about to turn 1! Yay, older then can start ''bullying'' her like her father ''bullied'' me! Muaahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's pretty much it. I reallly hope I have the discipline to update it more! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-4205059550720632929?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/4205059550720632929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=4205059550720632929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4205059550720632929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4205059550720632929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-been-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s been a long time...'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-6778408086660262180</id><published>2009-05-27T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:02:39.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm 21!</title><content type='html'>Yup, I'm fully legal now... is that a good thing? Haha... Better watch my behaviour now, anything goes wrong and its straight to jail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to KL over the weekend for a shopping trip. We literally stayed there for only 24 hours. Bought loads of stuff though... A lot of books and some shirts. KL sure has a lot of places to shop at! We stayed at Berjaya Times Square which is the biggest hotel I'be ever stayed in. It has a living room, pantry and multiple doors in the toilet itself! We walked from the hotel to the twin towers and yup, it is pretty tall! Man, sis and I took a whole load of funny pictures there. Too lazy to upload it and not sure if I want to! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all who celebrated my birthday with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assumption mates... It was a very fun day going to the games cafe which is always something I always wanted to do, thanks to may ann for organising that. Special shout out to Chin Yan for buying me those accessories... We have so much in common girl! Let's meet again when I can! Hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kal and En, thanks for accompanying me to the Da Vinci exhibition. It wasn't all that great, but I think we enjoyd ourselves. Special thanks to Kal for giving me that special edition Jane Eyre book. I couldn't ask for a more appropriate book for turning this age. And, you're the first one to give me a book when I love to read books adn have always wanted one for a gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, thanks to my cousins for bringing me to dinner. I love that Chelsea shirt with Ballack's name on it and I wore it at home during the last match of the EPL season! I really love the Tiffany &amp;amp; Co. necklace with the silver key... I've always wanted something from them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a lot of people expected me to have a big birthday bash. Honestly, because I have such a wonderful mum, everyday is sort of like my birthday. I don't need a major party cos everyday is kind of like one! Haha... Anyway, I couldn't have asked for a better celebration: with people that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-6778408086660262180?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/6778408086660262180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=6778408086660262180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6778408086660262180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6778408086660262180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-21.html' title='I&apos;m 21!'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-6455737031129956835</id><published>2009-05-15T09:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T10:27:51.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The countdown begins</title><content type='html'>It's been a while, huh? Well, these few weeks i've basically been saying to goodbye to anyone that i'm clsoe with. Met up with the 4/5 gang last Fri for steamboat then Gastro bar to &lt;em&gt;chill&lt;/em&gt;... then on Mon went with (now a very &lt;em&gt;ah lian&lt;/em&gt; looking cousin... ha) Ruyi to Kbox. I had to get the urge out of me! Then the rest of the week is just filled with work + home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I dislike the bus ride home, but i've learned very well to sleep on the bus! I can practically sleep the whole bus ride home (50min+), if I'm sitting inside. Yesterday on 185 home, I got the 2nd last seat and the lady behind me wanted to sit, but this stupid middle aged man but his briefcase on the outside seat. I later learned that he did not get down anytime soon... Anyway, just when I thought chivalry was dead, this young man (17-22) gave the lady his seat. Now, that woman hardly muttered a word of thanks! Urgh... Then the gentleman asked the middle aged man if he could sit at that seat. The gentleman also later gave up his seat to an old man after another young man practically snatched the last seat from him! But... I think the gentleman might've been a bit &lt;em&gt;siao&lt;/em&gt; cos he was talking to the middle aged man beside him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past 2 days, I've encountered some lovely animals! Yesterday while crossing the road to work, a car passed me and there was this terrier just sticking its head out of the window! I just broke out into a laugh there and then! It looked like it was so happy just being a dog and sticking its head out the window! Aw.... Then this morning outside my mum's workplace, there were these 2 robins doing some sort of mating dance! The male was going after the female and the femal was doing a good job trying to eat as he did his dance! Mum and I stood there for a few minutes just watching them! AWW....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st birthday coming up soon... I thought I might dread turning a little older, but I'm quite looking forward to it. We're going KL for the weekend and anything I buy there is sponsored! Haha... I'm also quite proud of wahat I've achieved over the years. I know its not fantastically much, but I like it. One thing I haven't achieved yet: to lose all the weight and buy clothes! Haha... Well, once the project starts, I'm sure I can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the weekend! Someone said I have presents... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-6455737031129956835?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/6455737031129956835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=6455737031129956835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6455737031129956835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6455737031129956835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/05/countdown-begins.html' title='The countdown begins'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-1339617136865095446</id><published>2009-04-26T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:07:19.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Portrait</title><content type='html'>Life is grreat right now. Work is fine and I just got my pay! Hee.. Gotta limit my spending if I'm gonna save more! My one (hopefully) expensive purchase this month will be for my hair cut and highlight. Gotta get it trimmed before the next project starts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more time to read now. Recently, I finished The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde. Unabridged, first edition (copy), mind you... :) Its a book about influence and how Dorian got a wonderful painting done of him, a painting that showed his true soul because everytime he did something bad, a scar would appear on his portrait but he would remain ever youthful and untouched. In the end, it was revealed that the picture was more of Dorian's conscience, hidden behind a beautiful purple and gold curtain. He tried to run away from it, but it was always bugging him. Until one day he decided to destroy the picture. I shan't reveal the end to you now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I think that is something many people hope for these days. They wanna have youth and a pure-ness about them but rarely anyone can do that now. You see SO many beautiful people but you just never know how their portrait will really look. What's behind that beautiful curtain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure we all hide our bad thoughts and deeds away in some corner of our mind. But as the book is trying to say: you can never run away from them. Sure, you get battle scars from life, but when it comes time to face your portrait, will it kill you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My portrait has a few scars already (of course). Though, they're not really self-inflicted. Someone else did that. As some of you might know, I am blessed to have my life. My portrait is not so different from me &lt;em&gt;right now&lt;/em&gt;. I am still young. But when I look at my scars, I know how they got there. Each one. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;t ever lose track of your scars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will your portrait look like?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-1339617136865095446?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/1339617136865095446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=1339617136865095446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/1339617136865095446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/1339617136865095446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/04/portrait.html' title='The Portrait'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-8124907054928391039</id><published>2009-04-11T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:17:19.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quirkology</title><content type='html'>Phew! One down and a few more to go! This is the first time in a month where I got a weekend to myself! Last weekend was the end of my show and this week was the end of another show that I helped out on! I also said goodbye to one of my colleagues, so the past 7 days were really something different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, this job is un-normal hours, but the things that I get to do and the people that I get to meet are truly unique!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a new woman on the job and she's got experience. That's really helpful! I'm so glad that she's here so that she can help out more and I can learn from her too! Now I know, experience is a really big advantage. Even if you have a really good degree or whatever, unless that degree teaches you how to survive in real life, it doesn't count for much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't the things we learn in school supposed to be useful? They make you memorize &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; much crap but they never teach subjects like ''how to deal with difficult people'' or ''human-ology 101'' or even ''workplace survival''.  Sure, when you go Poly they teach you one step further but is there a way where schools can &lt;em&gt;truly&lt;/em&gt; prepare you for the workforce? Or is everyone just supposed have a crash course in learning what really matters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, enough about work! I met up with Bestie today who is down with an allergy reaction that gives her rash! Darn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also watched 3 movies so far this weekend. Knowing, crossing over and the fast and the furious 4. I fell asleep during fast and furious, an action movei, after I had 8 hours worth of sleep. I think that tells you enough... Crossing over is a really intense film about how people are doing anything they can in the hopes of finding a better life in America. Knowing is the best of the 3. This highly un-publicized film stars Nicholas Cage and you gotta have an open mind when watching it. But the visuals are AMAZING. I mean, the last time I had my mouth open when I watched a movie (cos it was visually stunning) was probably 300. It had me crying and just curling up in my seat, wanting to close my eyes but couldn't bring myself to do it. Go watch it. And confessions of a shopaholic, but warning: its a girly movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a book today called Quirkology. Another one of those useless facts book. I only read like 10 pages so far but I know that the date of your birth doesn't really affect how you are as a person. I hope to finish my other book, the picture of dorian gray by this month? I've been working on it since February so hopefully I can finish it soon so I can move on to the next one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've put a few new photos up on facebook, so guys, go check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-8124907054928391039?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/8124907054928391039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=8124907054928391039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/8124907054928391039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/8124907054928391039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/04/quirkology.html' title='Quirkology'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-3043746283727726341</id><published>2009-03-25T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T00:08:05.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>go buy 4D</title><content type='html'>Today, a miracle happened... I came home before the sun set! Because of circumstances... I managed to come home before 6pm! Oh my god... this might sound like the most simplest thing for most of you out there, but for me, it is indeed a rare miracle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home, rested, then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my work from 9.45pm to 12am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... I guess work is &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-3043746283727726341?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/3043746283727726341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=3043746283727726341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/3043746283727726341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/3043746283727726341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/03/go-buy-4d.html' title='go buy 4D'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-8250456745803824424</id><published>2009-03-21T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T00:04:48.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still sick</title><content type='html'>I went to see doctor yesterday. Finally let myself take an mc after working for the week being sick. I still don't feel too well and doc says that my upper respiratory tract infection &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; back, but i'm still alive and well, i could be worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met someone interesting this week... Too bad I was sick and didn't bother to look at all decent because I was sick! Ah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realised my blog has been lacking of pictures. I haven't been taking pictures at all so nothing for me to post up of myself. I was watching Harry Potter on TV just now and they looked so cute and so different now! So I went through my collection of Potter pictures and decided to post a comparison picture of the lovely Emma Watson...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315672037627563778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ScUPjflEjwI/AAAAAAAAA_I/m-9Trmblo7M/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow... she grew up, huh? Last I heard she was looking to go to an Ivy League school! Beauty and brains! Just like Hermione... aw... I'm sure everyone heard about Daniel Radcliffe taking it all off for a stage play. And Rupert Grint has a new movie with a more... adult theme. We certainly are growing up... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow's Sunday and I have something work related to attend to at night. Next week's gonna be a hectic one. I already told my mum that she'll be seeing lesser of me. Ha. Let's pray I don't break down again! Keep it together!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care ya'll! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-8250456745803824424?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/8250456745803824424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=8250456745803824424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/8250456745803824424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/8250456745803824424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/03/still-sick.html' title='Still sick'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x87H5xH8tjI/ScUPjflEjwI/AAAAAAAAA_I/m-9Trmblo7M/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-3793866781694886187</id><published>2009-03-15T16:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T16:33:50.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi all</title><content type='html'>Work's hectic. I had a breakdown on Tuesday from frustration. I'm sick now cos of ''exhaustion'' and i think my upper respiratory tract infection might be coming back. Doing anything possible to not let that happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched 3 movies this week. Witch mountain, the tale of despereux and dragonball. All rather entertaining films. Now Saturday is like my mum and I's movie day. We usually watch 2 movies in a day.  Can't live without my movies, they're my way of relaxing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also celebrated my cousins birthday this week. Too lazy to upload the photos. I barely transferred them. Cousins, don't expect to get the pictures anytime soon! Haha... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, gotta go have a quick dinner before I go off to see a rehearsal for the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Congrats to my bestie May Ann for getting the job she wants! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-3793866781694886187?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/3793866781694886187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=3793866781694886187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/3793866781694886187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/3793866781694886187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-all.html' title='Hi all'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-4943253908057897328</id><published>2009-03-08T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:40:53.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What personal life?</title><content type='html'>I've been working until like 11am everyday for the past week. I just found out that I'm on another project on Monday and the girl left on Tuesday. Thanks for the heads up, ya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I basically just come home to sleep. I'm too busy to even think about missing home. And the only time I can watch movies is on weekends. $10 per ticket. Boy, they really know how to take money from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's saying ''welcome to hell''. We passed by the institue of mental health the other day and my producer was saying that I might need to check in next month. I told him next week can already. Then he said I should probably go book a suite so that I would be comfortable. HA. Well, at least we can still joke about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're also saying that I should say goodbye to my personal life. Ya, I think I really have to do that. But there are the occassional times that I think I can go out with friends and cousins. So my dear lovelies out there, when I can go out, please see me? Cos you'll never know when you can see me again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday night, I got ''moderately shitface'' with my cousins and the dragon boat team. Boy, after a week of hard work, its quite nice to get high and laugh my ass off at the silly things people do when they're drunk! Met some new and nice people and got to know the old ones better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya sometime people...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-4943253908057897328?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/4943253908057897328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=4943253908057897328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4943253908057897328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4943253908057897328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-personal-life.html' title='What personal life?'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-4882019043518912982</id><published>2009-02-25T18:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T18:43:21.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone invent a Teleportation Machine!</title><content type='html'>I fell asleep on the bus today. I've been doing that everyday, really. My producer called me and woke me up. I panicked, thinking that I had missed my stop. And since every bus stop along that road looks the same, you can't blame me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I got a little frustrated. I live very much in the west and am therefore out of the way for a lot of things. That means travelling time will always be longer than most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate how I have to spend 1 whole hour of my life just to travel to get to somewhere. If only there was a safe time machine that everyone could use. We would get so much more done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this girl who was doing her homework on the bus home (her handwriting was neat!) and I was thinking: great for her! But I can't do that! Reading is a fantastic thing to do on the bus, but not when the bus driver likes to step on his brakes at every possible chance! I don't wanna lose my lunch ya know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please, someone invent a teleportation machine... Or at least a faster bus route from my place to other possible places.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-4882019043518912982?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/4882019043518912982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=4882019043518912982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4882019043518912982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4882019043518912982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/02/someone-invent-teleportation-machine.html' title='Someone invent a Teleportation Machine!'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-7966016626575673516</id><published>2009-02-22T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:22:46.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend wind-down</title><content type='html'>Ah, finally, a weekend I worked for! Went out with my poly girls last night and it was so nice to catch up with them and see Jojo's new look and &lt;strong&gt;real&lt;/strong&gt; Gucci bag!!! I haven't had pics on my blog in a while, so here they are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305502339747287762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SaDuRKukEtI/AAAAAAAAA-4/_bWF3Fcas_s/s320/P1011330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305502341786074546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SaDuRSUpfbI/AAAAAAAAA_A/HEa9Q4p2pkY/s320/P1011332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know its a little overdue, but here are some pics from my cousin's signing of the wedding thingy (haha). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305502339316451730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SaDuRJH2CZI/AAAAAAAAA-o/GblmffPFgD0/s320/P1011234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305502340432402146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SaDuRNR6FuI/AAAAAAAAA-w/ezneAWLNWyA/s320/P1011235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, its back to work tommorrow. Wow... haven't said that in a while! My diet is totally KIV right now and as I'm typing this, i'm eating a yummy-ly sinful cup of cup noodles! Hopefully I can work out a plan for next week... :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-7966016626575673516?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/7966016626575673516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=7966016626575673516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7966016626575673516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7966016626575673516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/02/weekend-wind-down.html' title='Weekend wind-down'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x87H5xH8tjI/SaDuRKukEtI/AAAAAAAAA-4/_bWF3Fcas_s/s72-c/P1011330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-5244415683878293011</id><published>2009-02-19T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T00:51:54.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a New Path</title><content type='html'>Hey all... I'm busy pretty with work these days. The hours are longer than expected but no 2 days are the same so far. I've gotten to meet some interesting people and I had my 1st live show on Tuesday! I had to come in at 9am and leave at 10.30pm though... Tiring but fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I cannot talk about my job here. If you really wanna know, just ask me when you see me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-5244415683878293011?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/5244415683878293011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=5244415683878293011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/5244415683878293011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/5244415683878293011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-new-path.html' title='It&apos;s a New Path'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-5128812063956885361</id><published>2009-02-15T13:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T13:35:19.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>I've been pretty busy these past few days. My uncle is visiting from Australia, I attended 2 weddings and it was my Dad and Mum's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin Charleston had his wedding dinner which was at Novotel Clarke Quay and it was pretty nice! I like the decoration... The balloons at the ceiling were a very nice touch. My nephew and nieces, towards the end of the dinner, took some of the balloons and sucked in the helium! They were funnny... Then the next day was cousin Bryan's ROM signing (if that's what you call it) over at his house. It ended pretty quickly and the food I thought was not enough for all the guests. The festivities ended rather early and cousin Jess and I watched A Walk To Remember while the rest left for home or other activities. No super interesting pictures so I shan't post them up. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Dad's birthday we just went to Zhou's Kitchen at Jurong Point. The food was great and the service was excellent. They especially made a cake for us and we sang happy birthday veery loudly so that everyone looked at us! Then yesterday was Mum's birthday. It was a family affair. We went to Ritz Carlton for lunch (dim sum) then walked around Marina Square. Dad won Francis Yip concert tickets so he and mum went to watch it. Sis wanted to have dinner with her boyfriend and I was on the verge of being alone. Luckily I asked Kal and she was free to meet up! So we went for an impromptou dinner. We haven't seen each other for a month and that, for us, is pretty long! It was nice to catch up with herand tell her about the things that I've been going through. You understand me girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that in these modern times, special mass holidays like Christmas and Valentine's day seem to lose their meaning. Instead they become a time for mass consumption... Sadly, I am kinda one of their victims... Yeasterday, I practically spent my ang pao money. I bought a beautiful pair of white Birkenstock which was $98. Then a Harry Potter wand (Lupin' wand) which was $91. Then a Chanel lipstick for $40. And an All American Rejects CD for $18. I wanted to spend more but I resisted! Haha... but pretty soon I'm gonna be spending my own money cos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the job as an Assistant Poducer! I start work on Monday! Wish me luck ya'll! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-5128812063956885361?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/5128812063956885361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=5128812063956885361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/5128812063956885361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/5128812063956885361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/02/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-45681260625511134</id><published>2009-02-10T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T13:36:01.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 2nd year</title><content type='html'>I used to cry when I thought of you in the past tense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's different now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only happy thoughts of you remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if any tears should be shed, its because I miss the way you make me feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't need smart words or talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just needed me to care for you and to love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons learnt over 15 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't know what they're talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday your smell gets fainter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you felt in my arms is now a distant memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on forever but I think its enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever, you'll be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-45681260625511134?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/45681260625511134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=45681260625511134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/45681260625511134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/45681260625511134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/02/2nd-year.html' title='The 2nd year'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-2970642957005619391</id><published>2009-02-01T13:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T13:45:29.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My House 2009</title><content type='html'>I just love it when people come over and my house is all neat and clean! This year we had to invite people over earlier (we usually do it like the last weekend of CNY) but cos this year we have 2 weddings to attend on the last weekend, our plans changed. Which mean... people still have other visiting to do. Our yearly invite ended very early with everyone leaving, on a&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night, at a very lame 9 p.m.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But all was good... I think it went ather well. This year there were a few new additions and they were well received by everyone. I didn't want to gamble but cousin Shaun was bugging everyone to gamble so I took out $10 and... lost it all! Haha... but mum covered me back by giving her winnings. She started out with $4 and ended up with $14! So now my ang pao money went up by that much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watching TV. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297699335013259298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SYU1eg5J2CI/AAAAAAAAA-I/u9BwdkzO6PY/s320/Copy+of+P1011172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Them gambling. I told Issy to do a funny face and she gave me that. How charming.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297699336092220306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SYU1ek6Ze5I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/2nR66Po7YGs/s320/Copy+of+P1011200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some of my nephews and nieces. Aw... they're growing up!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297699338568391426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SYU1euIw2wI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/O9iw3XLfJlk/s320/Copy+of+P1011190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My dear cousins and I in my beautiful room! Seriously, I &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; my room! :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297699340140982562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SYU1ez_ssSI/AAAAAAAAA-g/RG-TZX2Joq4/s320/Copy+of+P1011161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright... so that's basically it for CNY this year. Only one left is cousin Jess' house. And 2 weddings. I'm proud to report that my ''losing weight'' thingy is kinds working! I can fit into things better now, so hopefully by end of this year I'll look different, eh? :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-2970642957005619391?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/2970642957005619391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=2970642957005619391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2970642957005619391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2970642957005619391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-house-2009.html' title='My House 2009'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x87H5xH8tjI/SYU1eg5J2CI/AAAAAAAAA-I/u9BwdkzO6PY/s72-c/Copy+of+P1011172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-6619171220123339242</id><published>2009-01-29T14:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T14:57:34.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY 2009</title><content type='html'>This year was pretty fun, I must say! There were a few changes to the visiting schedule this year, but I had so much fun at the houses I did go! I was just telling mum that this is my favourite celebration cos there's just so much to do! Like, I can't imagine those angmohs where all they look forward to is Christmas and maybe New Year. I mean, we do those too but they don't do what we do, ya know? Haha... And even though I don't speak the language that well, I really enjoy my culture. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here comes the pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My family just before we left for visiting&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296602675233960642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SYFQEg20MsI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/lNnrPJhClH4/s320/Copy+of+P1011052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah, the entire extended family, all the cousins! And the 2 little ones were even looking at the camera! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296602678494099378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SYFQEtAF97I/AAAAAAAAA9g/CC-AE7kFYAQ/s320/Copy+of+P1011063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sis and I shocked all our nieces and nephews with our very bad rendition of ''My Humps''. 'Nuff said. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296602678412440178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SYFQEssn8nI/AAAAAAAAA9o/pGaPqJWr73Y/s320/Copy+of+P1011100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cousin Jess' friend found this adorable silky terrier and I decided to name it Lunar. Not sure if he'll stick to the name though.. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296602679723015538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SYFQExlFvXI/AAAAAAAAA9w/aY1bzlr7tCQ/s320/Copy+of+P1011103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My other half of cousins at Cousin Trixy's house. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296602683822594162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SYFQFA2gWHI/AAAAAAAAA94/RXcs6LGmLU8/s320/Copy+of+n557813597_1486748_6125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a rather fun time at Jac's house (we entertained ourselves of course) playing cards (I won $10!), shouting at Taboo and laughing at lotsa things, we took this goofy pic right before we left. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296602781438495874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SYFQKsf8zII/AAAAAAAAA-A/yhngwbacRJE/s320/Copy+of+P1011131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-6619171220123339242?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/6619171220123339242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=6619171220123339242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6619171220123339242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6619171220123339242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny-2009.html' title='CNY 2009'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SYFQEg20MsI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/lNnrPJhClH4/s72-c/Copy+of+P1011052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-7229360811136163723</id><published>2009-01-28T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T23:53:47.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Franken Berry</title><content type='html'>Ok, its no surprise that I love My Chemical Romance and absolutely idolise the words and music of this wonderful band. Allthough many people think that lead singer Gerard is way cool (don't tell him that, he doesn't ever wanna be cool), he is in fact a totally sweet, cute geek at heart. Here's a blog post of his that's on the band's official website &lt;a href="http://www.mychemicalromance.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;http://www.mychemicalromance.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="WTF..." href="http://www.mychemicalromance.com/blog/gerard/wtf" jquery1233157397585="71"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;WTF...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;posted by Gerard on Jan 18, 2009 11:22pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a class="thickbox" title="" href="http://www.mychemicalromance.com/sites/mcr/files/images/frankenberry-ca-250-f.jpg" rel="gallery-791" jquery1233157397585="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-does a guy have to do to find some Frankenberry in the state of California?Did they stop making it? Do they still make it and just don't ship it to Los Angeles?Am I going to have to order some of Amazon?&lt;br /&gt;Picture that for a minute...just close your eyes let your imagination bring this scenario to life...&lt;br /&gt;A person, me, you, whoever- logging onto amazon, pulling out an actual credit card, inputing the exact numbers and the desired shipping address, possibly even selecting "Next-Day Air" to get some goddamned Frankenberry in a motherfuckin' cereal bowl.&lt;br /&gt;I have searched several supermarkets in the last month and have not come across ANY of the cereal monsters. They always have Lucky Charms and all that other awesome sugar-shit but no F-Berry.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know how I even ended craving it in the first place, but I now have it strong.&lt;br /&gt;F-berry.&lt;br /&gt;***update***I am just now learning that there are some people that live in California that have never even HEARD of Frankenberry. I mean I don't even know what to say about that...you've been deprived...I'm sorry.Heres all you need to know-It's cereal that tastes like "strawberry flavor" but it's not exactly "strawberry flavored".It has marshmallows.It gives you pink sugar-milk.Frankenberry has a giant head and red nail-polish...and he has two friends (he used to have a third but Fruit Brute is a bit elusive) -Heres a link...it's listed as a"Monster Trilogy" of cereal...like no shit... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.amazon.com/Monster-Cereal-Trilogy/dp/B00152KJMG/ref=" href="http://www.amazon.com/Monster-Cereal-Trilogy/dp/B00152KJMG/ref=pd_bbs_sr..." jquery1233157397585="72" ie="UTF8&amp;amp;s=" qid="1232350190&amp;amp;sr="&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;http://www.amazon.com/Monster-Cereal-Trilogy/dp/B00152KJMG/ref=pd_bbs_sr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!!! Click on the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt; link to see the picture of this cereal that he's talking about. You can also read of his comic fetish and reality TV ''obsession''...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having a fantastic Chinese New Year! I haven't uploaded the pictures yet, but expect them sometime soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-7229360811136163723?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/7229360811136163723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=7229360811136163723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7229360811136163723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7229360811136163723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/01/franken-berry.html' title='Franken Berry'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-6505036001317369475</id><published>2009-01-23T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T00:44:14.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5,4,3,2,1... Game On!</title><content type='html'>I'm in pain cos... I went to play paintball! Haha... Thanks to cousin Spence I finally got to try something I've wanted to try in a while! The place was near Yishun and that prawn fishing place and I went with the dragon boat people. The people are nice, the game is fun and it costs about $50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was real fun too... Unlike Laser Quest, this one is so much more exciting cos if you get shot, it will HURT! We played at night so it was cool and windy. I got like 7 shots and a huge ass scrape on my knee cos I slid to the barrel. And I found out that I was not bad! We had to shoot down a small cone before we could collect our targets and I'd take it down in like 10 seconds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to wear a mask to protect our face and man was it stinky from other people's sweat! And we wore our own clothing, they did not give us a guard or something so our clothes were all spattered with paint. And for someone quite large... I didn't get hit in the torso that much! I got hit on both knuckles, my side, right knee, left arm, back and butt which I didn't even feel (prob too much flesh there!). The bruises are real interesting too. Here are the ones in the more exposed areas... &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my arm. The white spot is where the paintball hit and you can pretty much see the rest of the impact! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294530146159327666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SXnzHcZsebI/AAAAAAAAA9A/MO4WxqfOs3o/s320/P1011194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my knee scrape. On the left you can see where another paintball hit. It doesn't look as bad in pictures, so those that'll see me during CNY, you can see the real deal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294530145191316498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SXnzHYy5zBI/AAAAAAAAA9I/6wPBj0Lrw5U/s320/P1011193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday I went back to the zoo to say hi to people and to my friend who's going back to the Phillipines. I was pretty happy people still remembered me, but I could tell some forgot my name! But most importantly, the ones that I was nice with greeted me with a smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today (Thursday), mum and I did something we haven't done in a while... we watched 2 movies in 1 day! We caught a 12.45 show called Love Matters. Another Jack Neo movie. People... don't expect too much from it... The ending was not good and it wasn't believable. Have an open mind while watching it. The 2nd movie was... Inkheart! Quite an interesting movie, I must say. I who love books kinda enjoyed this movie. The special effects were awesome and I &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; the set design. If you watched the trailers for this movie you'd probably notice some writings on the characters/animals. Interesting how that came about! So Inkheart is recommended!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to Bride Wars next week and... Chinese New Year! Ang Pao... here I come! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-6505036001317369475?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/6505036001317369475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=6505036001317369475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6505036001317369475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6505036001317369475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/01/54321-game-on.html' title='5,4,3,2,1... Game On!'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x87H5xH8tjI/SXnzHcZsebI/AAAAAAAAA9A/MO4WxqfOs3o/s72-c/P1011194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-7932527711937191650</id><published>2009-01-19T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T00:28:47.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knights of Dust</title><content type='html'>Isn't it amazing how dust just seems to creep into every single possible place? &lt;strong&gt;NOT!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Man... when you don't touch something for a year, it just fills with dust. As if you haven't guessed, I did my share of spring cleaning today. Some noticeable changes in my room this year... I got 3 new shelves from Ikea! Yes... I finally got them. That day was real nice too. We went to watch Changeling (I cried a few times. Its very emotional), had Kenny Rogers for lunch (at Great World) then went over to Ikea where Sis joined us too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent the whole of next day fixing it and 2 days after that to rearrange my room. And now its safe to say that its 95% done! I just have to put up new stuff on my walls. So, here are my new additions...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My books finally have a proper space to rest! And bookshelf Billy has Billy Junior for company now!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292670439877366258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SXNXuSoZ0fI/AAAAAAAAA8w/Hk1bo5Q06bc/s320/P1011180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ikea had a perfect shelf but we felt it was overpriced so we bought 2 cheaper shelves and stcked them on top of each other!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292670442185427890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SXNXubOsC7I/AAAAAAAAA84/V2BWPvoTCeI/s320/P1011181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-7932527711937191650?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/7932527711937191650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=7932527711937191650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7932527711937191650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7932527711937191650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/01/knights-of-dust.html' title='Knights of Dust'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x87H5xH8tjI/SXNXuSoZ0fI/AAAAAAAAA8w/Hk1bo5Q06bc/s72-c/P1011180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-2662203287686804292</id><published>2009-01-14T22:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T11:28:26.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Old Days</title><content type='html'>On Jan 10, me and my poly girls went back to the place where it all began...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yea Man!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291162910700858402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SW38oi0L7CI/AAAAAAAAA7w/h4Ja16rAzJU/s320/Copy+of+P1011155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were not happy that we couldn't get the goody bag cos we were not born in the year ''1993 or later'' but we amused ourselves by meeting our lecturers and going around school...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kal and I reminisced on our FYP by visiting the new solar technology centre! The 1st pic is the more common photovoltaic cells, the ones that you'll mostly see around. The 2nd one is embedded in the windows! Cool, saves space, provides shade but not very effective. Why wasn't this space around when we did our FYP???&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291162915766917618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SW38o1sB2fI/AAAAAAAAA74/QmoxBr1Zv6I/s320/Copy+of+P1011138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291162919204916370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SW38pCftjJI/AAAAAAAAA8A/jxsBD5BkXQM/s320/Copy+of+P1011139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always liked this area but it was usually occupied by the cleaning auntie during lunch! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291162919824038242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SW38pEzUmWI/AAAAAAAAA8I/fUtYMXxVl6U/s320/Copy+of+P1011126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we were stressed from our projects, this is a recuring theme in our photos! :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291162924273650130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SW38pVYMSdI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Lrp2G5DCsW0/s320/untitled1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We found an open classroom and snuck in! Trying to act out the old days...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291163597868478066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SW39QittrnI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/ZxKQy_qRoRk/s320/Copy+of+P1011109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291163604705633650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SW39Q8L0ZXI/AAAAAAAAA8g/c33qQ-BhesQ/s320/Copy+of+P1011120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is how much we love our school... even the toilets mean something to us! Haha...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291163605019540162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SW39Q9WqOsI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Xp3xlBKoZ84/s320/Copy+of+P1011133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, I showed the girls my old house followed by a session of Kbox with En. Thanks Kal for driving us around! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, someone from a job interview I had with a big company called me back and asked if I was still interested in the job! And today, while I was having my hair cut, someone from Prudential called about an interview for financial advisor! That one sounds fishy... I told them I'll think about it and they said they'll call me back but they didn't. Oh well... maybe tomorrow then. That one doesn't matter much to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides that, I'm still doing the same thing. I started eating healthy so I hope that that will go well! And I've been quite the handy woman too, fixing up shelves for sis and mum. I just wish that I'd get my shelves asap! &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/9081751729920556620-2662203287686804292?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/2662203287686804292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=2662203287686804292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2662203287686804292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2662203287686804292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-hanging-around.html' title='The Old Days'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x87H5xH8tjI/SW38oi0L7CI/AAAAAAAAA7w/h4Ja16rAzJU/s72-c/Copy+of+P1011155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-2685355071433804038</id><published>2009-01-09T12:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T12:27:46.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Search Is (not) Over</title><content type='html'>Nothing much going on around here. Jus pretty much slacking everyday. And looking for job of course. After the ''advertising'' job turned out to be... &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; an advertising job, I'm more cautious than ever. With the recesion now, I'm just gonna cross my fingers and hope for the best. For those that could possibly be affected by all this, all the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Jan 6, went out with my 2 dearest cousins for a shopping trip at Vivo! This is honestly the first time I went shopping without my mum and I certainly felt the pinch! I managed to buy a new year's dress and hairbands. Man, that day was fun and I certainly felt very girly that day, just walking around and laughing with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was also the day after cousin Jess' birthday so... Happy Birthday! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The (emo) birthday girl&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289144925387785442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SWbRSVtMhOI/AAAAAAAAA7o/KGdVTwo_Rs4/s320/Copy+of+P1011067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289144922463092706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SWbRSKz5P-I/AAAAAAAAA7g/12yveGB4E8A/s320/Copy+of+P1011069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, this is just something I wanted to share with you guys. We bought this bottle from Ikea to put water or something in our fridge. My mum washed it before we used it and this was what happened when, I think, she put a little soap inside! It was such an interesting picture that I just had to take Violet out and snap it! Oh, what would we do without our digital cameras?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289144912431189394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SWbRRlcGjZI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/UkufDCVz0nA/s320/Copy+of+P1011079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-2685355071433804038?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/2685355071433804038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=2685355071433804038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2685355071433804038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2685355071433804038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/01/search-is-not-over.html' title='The Search Is (not) Over'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SWbRSVtMhOI/AAAAAAAAA7o/KGdVTwo_Rs4/s72-c/Copy+of+P1011067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-5655685271544711629</id><published>2009-01-03T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T12:00:39.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music of 2008</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year everyone! How was your new year? I spent Jan 1 having a real nice dinner with my extended family. And sis came along too! Then we headed over to Jess' place and had a blast playing Taboo! Let's do another round!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have time to post this last year so here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 in music was alright. Funny, I can't really remember too much about it! So no lists for this category. I'm more picky about my music so I don't have enough to make a ''top ten''. Here's some music stuff that struck a chord in me last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Thanks to cousin Trixy, sis and I managed to get free tickets to go see Ash. A trio from Ireland that plays somewhat alternative rock music. It was at Fort Canning Park and we got prety good lcoations. 2nd row and the girl in front of me was short so I got a full view of the singer. The bass player was sexy man. Great night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Goldspo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. This really little known band from LA is, I find very cool. The singer is Indian and you totally can't tell when you listen to them. Go check them out on Youtube. I really like Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Paramore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I think I really got into them when ''That's What You Get'' came out. Before, I just totally admired lead singer Hayley for her beautiful voice and I love how they write and compose their own songs! Then ''Decode'' came out about the same time with their DVD and I was hooked. Go check out acoustic versions of their songs on Youtube. Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We Will Rock Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Early in 2008, one show changed my view on musicals. It was the most rocking musical I ever watched and I had the pleasure of watching it twice! For details, check out my previous blog post about it... February I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Singfest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. My number 6 moment of the year. And I got to meet One Republic! If only we got there earlier to get better seats. But still, it was awesome and I had a great time with Sis and her friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Script&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The best discovery this year. The first time I saw them was at last year's MTV Asia Award. After so many out-of-tune artists that performed, they came on, were in tune and had a wonderful song. ''The Man Who Can't Be Moved'' was my number 1 song of the year. Their CD was pretty awesome too and their Irish accent is kinda charming! Go check them out if ya got the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this year there will be more interesting acts coming to Singapore. I reeeaally hope that acts like Paramore, The Script, All American Rejects and Jason Mraz will come. MCR is currently taking a break, being normal people, so I wish them all the best and guys, please come out with new material soon! And if not, have a few kids! Haha... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 is upon us. Let's all hope that it'll be a better year and that the recession will pass us quickly, ya?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-5655685271544711629?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/5655685271544711629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=5655685271544711629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/5655685271544711629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/5655685271544711629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-everyone-how-was-your.html' title='Music of 2008'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-8049939757253874222</id><published>2008-12-31T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T20:49:17.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten Moments</title><content type='html'>My last post of 2008. Of course it has to be the moments of the year! Memories are so important to me and here are my top ten moments of 2008...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Aunt Angie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had a haemorrhage just this month. She made it through her operation and after having her head drilled, she managed to recover the best she could. She can talk a little bit but her left side is paralyzed. She still has her good and bad days, she won't ever be the same again and she's going through intense therapy right now. All the best Aunt Angie... I'll always be your baby marshmallow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Alone for 8 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Sister in Europe and Mum in Perth visiting my aunt. I think regular readers of my blog will know what I'm talking about so I shan't elaborate too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The first time I saw snow (in Korea) was actually at the ski resort. But that wasn't 100% natural snow. What stands out for me was the night we were shopping in Seoul. Christmas lights and music surround us. It was freezing cold and windy, then... it started snowing. Ah... that was real nice. And something I can cross off my bucket list! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Driving around with my cousins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. 2 of my lovely cousins passed their driving this year, so congrats! Ruyi and I drove around a lot with her dad's car and when I was alone, we rented a car! Man... we got lost a lot! But its so fun listening to the radio and singing along. It sure is a far cry from sitting on Jac's bed and pretending we had our own car! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Singfest, Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. My supervisor at worked presured me into doing the other feeding trail. I brought my scripts along and was pretty stressed out. Some of the other acts there were pretty good but Mraz really stuck in my mind. He came out and did an awesome warm-up before jumping into The Remedy. Then afterwards, he had everyone raising their hands in the air, singing along to a section in Marley's ''Three Little Birds''... every little thing, is gonna be alright. And it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My first job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. How many posts did I have about this job? Enough. As much as I complained about it, I totally have no regrets. Sure, it was 6 months of my life but I did meet some interesting people and some nice ones as well! It taught me so much and after having such a rough working environment, I am so ready to see what's next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Birthday Surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Boy, I did not expect such a sweet thing to happen to me! To me! It was a fantastic way to book in my 20th. Thanks cousins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Korea trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. 2nd time out of S.E.A. Í don't like tours but I'm so glad that I managed to experience another country. Plus, I paid for most of it myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Vietnam and Malaysia trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. After working so hard for my last semester in Poly, I was sooo looking forward to this trip. During the late night cram sessions, I was visualizing my feet in the sand and looking out at the ocean. And I did that! Plus, it was my first time in a 5-star hotel (in Vietnam)... cool man. Then about a week after that, we were off to Malaysia in our good old drive-up! Ah... fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. That's really the big thing this year. After 3 years, it was over. I remember going back to school for the first time after the exams with my best friend to collect our robes. We went through secondary and poly together, girl! Then finally on graduation day, we all put on our robes, smilled and went on stage to get our diploma. The girls got me a cake for my b'day and we went out to watch Prince Caspian after that. Graduation was a big aww moment and one that would stay with me for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there it is… my top ten moments. Hopefully next year I would have so much more to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m just waiting to eat dinner and kinda shaking my head at my sis who’s trying to arrange flowers. She looks stressed man… Haha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year Everyone!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-8049939757253874222?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/8049939757253874222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=8049939757253874222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/8049939757253874222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/8049939757253874222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/12/top-ten-moments.html' title='Top Ten Moments'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-4131524557982788733</id><published>2008-12-30T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:33:01.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten Movies</title><content type='html'>2008 was the year of sequels for films, I think. Madagascar, Narnia, Travelling Pants, Batman, Hellboy, Mummy, etc... A lot of good and some bad films.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some bad films include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Best Friend' Girl&lt;/strong&gt; starring Dane Cook, Kate Hudson and Jason Biggs. It was bad directing, bad acting and even... bad lighting! I watched it at CCK some more... So it was a bad movie in a bad theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Winx Club&lt;/strong&gt; wins the worst film of the year for me. Yes, it was a kid's film and ya, I didn't really want to watch it. Boy, it was a bad film... even the kids looked bored! Ironic thing is, the company that made the film is gonna open a branch here. Wtf?? The storyline seemed ok but the direction sucks and the voices for the characters were worse. I mean, how many times can one giggle? A lot apparently... The characters were sooo not proportionate. And I swear, sometimes they looked a little like hentai characters. Don't ask me how I know what hentai characters look like ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about the bad. Here are my top ten films of the year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Mirrors&lt;br /&gt;9.   Australia&lt;br /&gt;8.   Jumper&lt;br /&gt;7.   Iron Man&lt;br /&gt;6.   Mamma Mia&lt;br /&gt;5.   Bolt&lt;br /&gt;4.   Prince Caspian&lt;br /&gt;3.   The Dark Knight&lt;br /&gt;2.   Atonement&lt;br /&gt;1.   Kung Fu Panda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mirrors&lt;/strong&gt; is a scary movie. I really don't watch these kinda movies but it had Kiefer Sutherland so I had to give it a try! And it was awesome... Usually I would avoid horror flicks cos they have bad endings and they scare you needlessly. But this had a storyline and a rocking ending! The best horror films, I find, are the ones that chilll you and leave you thinking about it when you walk out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Australia&lt;/strong&gt; is a very late entry. I watched it only last week. Wah, damn long show man... 2h 45min! Nicole's melodic voice and Hugh's AWESOME body is enough reason to go watch this show. But surprisingly, it has so much depth to it! And I bet if I was Australian and knew it's history, it would mean so much more. This show will have you on the edge of your seat and screaming to go to the toilet. Go watch it... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jumper&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Caspian&lt;/strong&gt; aren't that fantastic but they were well made films. Very good effects. And they also have my celebrity crushes Hayden Christensen and Ben Barnes! Hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt; were a whole lot of fun. In Bolt, there's one part (the trailer park part) where it tickled my funny bone and I couldn't stop laughing! I was tearing, mind you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/strong&gt;. Enough said. So much going on around this film and I think it speaks for itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atonement&lt;/strong&gt; was actually released December 2007 but it only reached us January 2008. It was very long but fantastically made. A good director really goes a long way. And the story... wow. Its just fantastic. I really recommend watching it. Just make sure you're not sleepy (cos it can be quiet a lot) and go to the toilet first. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kung Fu Panda&lt;/strong&gt;! Man, I love this movie. I look like the Panda (which I find cute) and I watched it during the training week for my last job. It was a real motivation for me and it definitely played a part in me staying on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there it is. 2008 in film was alright. Here's hoping for more better films in 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. I decided not to take the advertising job as it wasn't what I expected. It was more of a sales job which is so not my thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-4131524557982788733?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/4131524557982788733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=4131524557982788733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4131524557982788733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4131524557982788733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-was-year-of-sequels-for-films-i.html' title='Top Ten Movies'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-9140541253991568462</id><published>2008-12-28T13:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T13:53:10.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten Books</title><content type='html'>I didn't read that much this year... as compared to my previous years. Mostly because in the beginning of the year I was busy with studying for final exams, finishing projects and anything that has to do with ending the school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sometime around June, I started working. And for about 2 months, I was busy learning my scripts and reading a lot of animal stuff like encyclopedias and online stuff. So the following list is really just about 8 months of reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My top ten books this year are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The Tenth Circle ~ Jodi Picoult&lt;br /&gt;9. The Tale of Two Sisters ~ Anna Maxted&lt;br /&gt;8. Mister Pip ~ Lloyd Jones&lt;br /&gt;7. The Last Lecture ~ Randy Pausch&lt;br /&gt;6. My Best Friend's Girl ~ Dorothy Koomson&lt;br /&gt;5. The Alchemyst ~Michael Scott&lt;br /&gt;4. Artemis Fowl and the Time Paradox ~ Eoin Colfer&lt;br /&gt;3. Marley &amp;amp; Me ~ John Grogan&lt;br /&gt;2. The Tales of Beedle The Bard ~ J.K. Rowling&lt;br /&gt;1. The Infinite Wisdon of Harriet Rose ~ Diana Janney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet you thought that I'd put &lt;strong&gt;Beedle&lt;/strong&gt; first right? I like Harry Potter books and although Beedle was awesome, it didn't strike me as much as Harry did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10, 9, 8 were alright books. 7 was a really touching one, about this professor who has terminal cancer so he wrote this book for his kids and others. 6 was a really touching story about this woman who found out that her best friend had a baby with her fiancé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marley &amp;amp;Me was really nice. I remembered I read a large part of the book when I was on a train in Vietnam. My cousins were playing cards on the top deck and I was in my own world at the bottom deck. I stayed away from this book for a while cos my dog just passed away and I didn't want reminders of having a dog yet cos her death hadn't really settled in. But when I finally picked it up, her death was already thoroughly accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artemis Fowl took up a few years of my teenage life and its just great fun to read! The Alchemyst.. although totally a teenage fantasy, it was entertaining. And its so movie material...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My No. 1 choice... Harriet. It was the first book that I thoroughly enjoyed this year. Its about a teenage girl who is very much into philosophy and not into boys that much. And how the author slips into her mind is oh so entertaining. Highly recommended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-9140541253991568462?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/9140541253991568462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=9140541253991568462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/9140541253991568462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/9140541253991568462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/12/tope-ten-books.html' title='Top Ten Books'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-8550738346142680468</id><published>2008-12-26T13:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T13:15:13.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!</title><content type='html'>It was a fantastic christmas party at Shaun's last night. But everyone else had to work so we had to cut it short or else I'm sure it would've continued on into the wee hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And... it was the first time I did like a live performance! It was a mini one and I sang on their mini stage with Cousin Jason. So cool... live acoustic set man... my fav! We performed &lt;em&gt;Stop &amp;amp; Stare, Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Complicated&lt;/em&gt;. The mic was a bit too loud and echo-y and I couldn't hear myself, plus we were totally improvising so we went off-key sometimes. But its so fun to perform... My mum later on said that I got like ''no shame'', getting up and performing like that. Hey, I used to talk at work in front of hundreds of people! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The food was amazing man. Christmas chicken and ham and even some sushi! Haha... And the cousins took a group photo together! We haven't done that since CNY this year man. So let the pics speak for itself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283961899209842930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SVRnWgkZ4PI/AAAAAAAAA6w/arQs43cNsiI/s320/Copy+of+P1010950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283962796249849298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SVRoKuTaHdI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/nmoFBpoCHNo/s320/Copy+of+P1010963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cousin Chloe. She's adorable! Not even 2 and walking like mad!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283961908202037954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SVRnXCET4sI/AAAAAAAAA7A/MkBywoavsHY/s320/Copy+of+P1010942.JPG" border="0" /&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/9081751729920556620-8550738346142680468?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/8550738346142680468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=8550738346142680468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/8550738346142680468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/8550738346142680468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas!'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SVRnWgkZ4PI/AAAAAAAAA6w/arQs43cNsiI/s72-c/Copy+of+P1010950.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-6373431708339443765</id><published>2008-12-24T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T13:24:16.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>Nothing much going on around here. Just waiting around for Christmas I guess... But I got a very special present today! I had an interview with an advertising agency... I got a call back about 4 hours after I left the place and I was shortlisted! So I'm gonna start my training on Monday, 9am. Yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing as its end of the year, I've decided to make as many countdown lists as possible, just to roughly summarize my year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post also marks my 100th post! Woo! A little over a year ago, someone whose name also start with K convinced me to start a blog... and here I am. Its a great place to practice my writing and to let people know what's going on with me. If only I got more feedback... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since its Christmas time, a time of mass consumption (hee...) I've decided to compile a list of 10 of my favourite purchases this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Dickies bag with my own MCR patch&lt;br /&gt;9. Chanel lipgloss&lt;br /&gt;8. Lee Cooper shoes (I wear them all the time)&lt;br /&gt;7. Lots of Amethyst stuff&lt;br /&gt;6. Lots of CDs&lt;br /&gt;5. Face shop stuff (in Korea!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Lots of Books (special: HP extra and Artemis Fowl)&lt;br /&gt;3. Lots of DVDs&lt;br /&gt;2. Samsung handphone&lt;br /&gt;1. Olynpus camera called Violet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There ya go... my top ten items this year. And the special thing is... I actually paid for half of these items with my own money that I earned! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the Christmas part at Shaun's house. I don't even know what time it is man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-6373431708339443765?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/6373431708339443765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=6373431708339443765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6373431708339443765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6373431708339443765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-7095056012691745760</id><published>2008-12-20T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T00:04:34.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patriotic, maybe</title><content type='html'>I was at Jurong Point on Friday night, by myself, to pick up dry cleaning and to feed myself. Boy, was I pissed by the time I got home. And I was there barely an hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my country, don't get me wrong. But the only thing I dislike about it is... its overcrowded!!! We're such a small city and people are just everywhere. I can't walk 10 steps without having to step aside to avoid some idiot who's in my path! This made me think back to the 2 weeks I spent in Perth. It was so relaxing... People weren't in a rush, you have all the space in the world to walk and you could actually get a seat on the bus! There's no way you could do that here. Unless you go out at like 4am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me: the times when I am thankful for being a Singaporean (besides National Day) is when I am out in the wee hours of the morning. The time when people are already in bed or before they come out for another hectic day. There's hardly anyone around and I can finally &lt;em&gt;breathe&lt;/em&gt; and take in my country. I see youths out and about at 4 in the morning, I hang out at a 24 hours food joint, I stop by 7-eleven to get a drink, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I appreciate my urban oasis. When things wind down in this concrete jungle and I finally have space to take it all in. Its clean, its safe, its my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the alarm rings. People wake up and go about their daily lives... And that frown returns to my face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... I'm definitely &lt;strong&gt;patriotic&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-7095056012691745760?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/7095056012691745760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=7095056012691745760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7095056012691745760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7095056012691745760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/12/patriotic-maybe.html' title='Patriotic, maybe'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-7673196669760605528</id><published>2008-12-19T01:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T23:49:08.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Good Company</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My aunt is in hospital in Australia. So less than a week from our return home from Korea, my mum flew off to Australia to see her. My sis is on vacation in Europe. I don't really hang out with my dad. So basically, i'm alone. For the 1st time in 20 years. I've gone overseas without my family before but this is the 1st time i'm alone at home. I think i'm doing darn well! I feel more independent and more of a... adult! I though that I was totally dependent on my mum but i'm glad to find out that I can do things on my own. &lt;strong&gt;Awesome&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why i'm real thankful for all the great company I have! Mum left on Mon and i've been going out everyday since then with my cousins and friends. Thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cousins and I had a sleepover and we also rented a car! Now we have 2 drivers (i'm waiting till I earn my own money then I can really get my license) so they took turns in driving. It was real fun chilling to the radio and seeing the world go by. And we could go wherever we wanted. I finally got to see Dempsey Road and satisfy my craving for Waffletown! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also went Sentosa for a short tanning session. First time I purposely went to tan. Other times its usually some other activity that would get me dark. But I don't get dark. I'd get pink, look ever so slightly darker, then I'd go back to my normal shade. Anyways my skin is red and a little itchy right now! At least my tan lines from work aren't so obvious now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At Dempsey Road we went to have Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's. Man, that place is nice! It has an old English castle-like feel to it. The atmosphere was amazing... Plus there was a 2-man band playing good acoustic covers of good rock songs. Can I use that place for something? Haha... I admire local musicians for playing live sets. The Singapore crowd is dead. Dead! They won't even applause a little bit after they were done with their song. I know how it feels when people don't appreciate your performance, so I was glad to say I started the applause! Hee... Dempsey road is nice but super inconvenient if you don't have a car and way too dark if you do! Here's some pics...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281183003829214002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SUqH9gkSGzI/AAAAAAAAA6g/P3N5wpPqF2w/s320/P1010887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281183011883422690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SUqH9-kjk-I/AAAAAAAAA6o/hkOgXtyaFdI/s320/P1010884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's Friday and I have nothing to do. Guess I'm gonna stay home then. Urgh... I hate being alone at home at night. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-7673196669760605528?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/7673196669760605528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=7673196669760605528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7673196669760605528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7673196669760605528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/12/great-company.html' title='In Good Company'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x87H5xH8tjI/SUqH9gkSGzI/AAAAAAAAA6g/P3N5wpPqF2w/s72-c/P1010887.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-1998730046211350548</id><published>2008-12-10T16:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:29:09.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korea!</title><content type='html'>Wow, it was a real fun trip! We went to Jeju Island and Seoul. We got to meet some interesting people, stay at nice hotels and... see snow! After 20 years of existence, I finally got to see snow. And the best thing is, its the first time that my whole family saw snow, so its a nice experience to share... Here are some highlights from my trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping for joy on top of a mountain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278095278347005842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-PsOyKL5I/AAAAAAAAAoE/FGYb50vOVMc/s320/DSC01930.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aiin's Miniature world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, that's my butt...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278095279291641698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-PsSTYL2I/AAAAAAAAAoM/q84gy0NtnfA/s320/DSC01833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No, we didn't stop in Paris, but its one of &lt;strong&gt;the&lt;/strong&gt; dreams!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278095285947850354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-PsrGV3nI/AAAAAAAAAoU/J7Yis3f71sY/s320/DSC01809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York is also one of the dreams&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278095290193770210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-Ps66pduI/AAAAAAAAAoc/7_lX6f3PJrQ/s320/DSC01845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;War Memorial&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was surreal to go in the actual planes and tanks that those brave soldiers were fighting the war in. I can't imagine what must've been going through their minds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278095295768486002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-PtPrw4HI/AAAAAAAAAok/V4fStJmcWzk/s320/DSC01871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FOOD!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean food is very simple. Sure, we have Korea food here, but its altered to suit our taste. So we had authentic Korean BBQ, ginseng rice, noodles... and of course, Kimchi. Man, they have Kimchi all day! Even in the morning right beside your scrambled eggs! Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At Everland resort (mini Disneyland), freezing, drinking beer and eating sausages in Holland Village. Yup, you heard me. A Holland Village in Korea.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278095853204188914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-QNsSyrvI/AAAAAAAAAos/N9tggzVFWD0/s320/DSC02111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kimchi school! The Kimchi we made was given to the orphanage. Btw, Korean kids are the cutest!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278095854777628850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-QNyJ7eLI/AAAAAAAAAo0/YV5yw0k4L_g/s320/mr+500+216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Dunkin' Donuts. All their shops were so nicely decorated, the donuts fed us and their hot Oreo latte kept me warm!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278095861443889922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-QOK_SiwI/AAAAAAAAAo8/ljsOdr7H0xg/s320/mr+500+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee Bean, my fav &lt;em&gt;(sorry ting)&lt;/em&gt; was all over and it kept me warm too!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278095872677434066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-QO01k0tI/AAAAAAAAApE/fyqmAOc2m2I/s320/mr+500+269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Of course, after eating so much, I started to look more and more like these corn dogs... Diet! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278095877531326002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-QPG61VjI/AAAAAAAAApM/IueWBM93T9w/s320/DSC01990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teddy bear museum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We weren't supposed to enter but we did anyway! My sis couldn't get up but I somehow did! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At a Teddy bear museum. I know... I really look like the Teddy. Round.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278096439517697810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-Qv0e01xI/AAAAAAAAApU/0IWfgN2pjss/s320/DSC02051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Everland resort again. We were almost lost but my navigation skills got us through! Ahaha...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278096443339532706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-QwCuBaaI/AAAAAAAAApc/o0ZZ3WCGNpk/s320/DSC02167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We really weren't prepared for the cold and when the wind blew... we braced ourselves!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278096451896622418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-QwimMPVI/AAAAAAAAApk/29ZTFap-M5I/s320/DSC02210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dragon Ski Valley&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Supposedly where they filmed Winter Sonata. Sis and I got to ski! I took to it pretty quickly but didn't do much cos we weren't allowed to go up too high and it was tiring climbing up by yourself. It was -12 baby!!! Woo... damn cold but I got used to it... with snot running down my nose! Urgh... Here are the pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278096457578262594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-Qw3wzMEI/AAAAAAAAAps/SDIDHZtL59M/s320/mr+500+169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278096455833562258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-QwxQ1LJI/AAAAAAAAAp0/bO3-IOYTY8E/s320/mr+500+187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278096853350223346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-RH6IMDfI/AAAAAAAAAp8/Ezb2-wxRTs8/s320/mr+500+188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm... when did we take a non-goofy pic? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278096855487410930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-RICFu8vI/AAAAAAAAAqE/0Ttb5KU5Lds/s320/mr+500+254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My snow angel. Mind you, I did this in the middle of a shopping centre square and people were staring! But I think when you're on Holiday, the normal rules don't apply! :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278096862995901394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-RIeD5a9I/AAAAAAAAAqM/JhHpxBIL1nk/s320/mr+500+251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little girl is called Cheryl and she's damn cute! Real sweet and nice and tells the most ridiculous jokes!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278096865581131682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-RInsQ56I/AAAAAAAAAqU/Hok_-2EPPw0/s320/DSC02281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My tour group. Got some damn &lt;em&gt;tau &lt;/em&gt;people but some real nice ones too. Just before this pics was taken, we were all throwing snow balls at the driver and tour guide. Damn fun. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278096868246969474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-RIxn2XII/AAAAAAAAAqc/B-GBzpcSQHk/s320/mr+500+257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Family pics&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How do we look in our Korean costumes? People keep saying my sis looks like a Korean actress. Anyone knows who? (tag please)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278097221247572258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-RdUpwGSI/AAAAAAAAAqk/XZX3bz72DlU/s320/mr+500+217.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah... in the snow after a warm dinner and good shopping. Who could ask for more?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278097227684765538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-Rdsof32I/AAAAAAAAAqs/Jns8UC8QQ9I/s320/DSC02303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Us with our tour guide. She's from Taiwan, is damn funny and straightforward. Thanks &lt;em&gt;mei ren yu&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278097233143274850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-ReA96HWI/AAAAAAAAAq0/Rf06duWs1_A/s320/mr+500+278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last but really not least... the stuff that we bought! A whole dining table worth! Haha...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278097238354421298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-ReUYV5jI/AAAAAAAAAq8/LINgTsTR2Uk/s320/mr+500+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's some items that I was real happy I bought:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adidas special shoe made with bamboo! And... it was at a factory outlet, a whole shopping mall of cheaper branded stuff! Only $40+!!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gucci and Roxy perfume like SGD$20 cheaper than here! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Little Prince umbrella &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A ton of face shop stuff! Really, a lot! I spent almost SGD$100. But some of the stuff there is half the price here man! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chocolates&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Little souvenirs for cousins and friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a just nice trip, really. Not too long nor short. I liked Seoul. Its like a cooler version of S'pore and their heritage is everywhere (Something you don't see too often here). The architecture is fantastic. The people are cute. Food is nice, healthy and simple. Would I go there again? For sure! Maybe in like 5-10 years? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hmm... where will I be going to next? Haha... :)&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/9081751729920556620-1998730046211350548?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/1998730046211350548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=1998730046211350548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/1998730046211350548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/1998730046211350548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/12/korea.html' title='Korea!'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x87H5xH8tjI/ST-PsOyKL5I/AAAAAAAAAoE/FGYb50vOVMc/s72-c/DSC01930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-6253395970735937522</id><published>2008-11-30T12:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T12:39:38.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A night out about Town</title><content type='html'>Met up with my secondary school friends yesterday. I haven't seen the army guys in ages, so it was real nice to catch up and see how they are. We were supposed to meet at 3.30 but they didn't come until 5! But its alright... after they arrived, we thought maybe we could hang out at level 9, maybe get one of those rooms. But after much discussion, we decided to watch City of Ember. We missed the beginning so I was a little blur as to how the city came about. It was an alright movie, but more for young teens and kids. The lead male looks so much like Skandar Keynes (King Edmund in Narnia) and the girl that acted in Atonement (one of my fav movies) was the lead female. Here's a little comparison between the 2 males...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get what I'm talking about? And the Ember actor actually &lt;em&gt;has&lt;/em&gt; a twin brother!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274305355509707298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/STIYxsAYsiI/AAAAAAAAAn8/ju18IEmIrek/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we went to this Japanese place at the 2nd floor of Orchard cine for a little dessert. I couldn't eat cos I was cutting down and I already had rice earlier, so I just had lime juice and chatted with them. That place is nice! I'd definitely bring mum there someday! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I didn't feel like going home just yet (I spend so much time at home already) so we just hung out at Heeren for awhile. I promised I wouldn't spend on anything unneccessary but I ended up buying Paramore's DVD! Then we went to hang out at the tent that Shawnrick was supposed to look after (his 3 days temp job). He had the AMAs so we watched it for awhile. Shiok, cos it was kinda dark and the tent cover was plastic, plus it was right beside the entrance of Heeren. I just sat there and watched the world go by. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was real nice catching up with them. I learnt a lot about them that day! Hee... I don't have my camera so can't take pics but May Ann brought hers, so i'm gonna pester her for the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All packed and ready to go Korea! Being a girl so troublesome man. My dad's luggage is half our size and the 3 women in my household are carrying huge ass luggages! Haha... take care ya'll! See ya in 8 days! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-6253395970735937522?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/6253395970735937522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=6253395970735937522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6253395970735937522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6253395970735937522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/11/night-out-about-town.html' title='A night out about Town'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x87H5xH8tjI/STIYxsAYsiI/AAAAAAAAAn8/ju18IEmIrek/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-1738296260271796127</id><published>2008-11-27T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T23:44:10.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>House-daughter</title><content type='html'>I spent half of my day on Wednesday... ironing clothes! Haha... I woke up with the thought ''I feel like ironing clothes''. I mean, who &lt;em&gt;thinks &lt;/em&gt;of that??? Only a slacker who wants to do something, I guess! I started irong my clothes around 11. I went on to iron my mum and dad's clothes as well. And now all the clothes that we need for Korea are all ironed by me! I did feel a small sense of accomplishment though. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I won't be doing this for long. I went for a job interview with NParks today. The headquarters damn nice. It looked like a upscale chalet cos they're in the process of renovating. Cool office furniture. It went quite well! I was clear on what I could say and I think I did quite ok. The 2 interviewers were guys, so that made things a lil easier! Hee... but if I get it, there might be a chance that I'd have to be stationed at Pulau Ubin. Hmm... not too keen on that! Well, see how it goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a total music mode and I just bought the new Sims expansion so I can't spend anymore!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-1738296260271796127?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/1738296260271796127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=1738296260271796127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/1738296260271796127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/1738296260271796127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/11/house-daughter.html' title='House-daughter'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-3911235663005754551</id><published>2008-11-25T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:32:17.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kylie Mania!</title><content type='html'>Cousin Spencer is a huge fan of Kylie Minogue whose concert is tonight. I got a call from him at about 7...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Spencer&lt;/span&gt;: Kel, are you at home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: No, at Jurong Point, but about to go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Spencer&lt;/span&gt;: Can you go over to my house, check on my mum then call me back immediately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Oh, ok. I try to go asap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Spencer&lt;/span&gt;: Thanks, its an emergency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hurried over to his house, with my mum, thinking that there might be something wrong with my mum. When we got there, his mum was fine. I called him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Spencer&lt;/span&gt;: Ok, go to my room... (it's in a total mess cos he's revamping it) Is there anything inside the black booklet on my desk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Erm... Nothing much. (I saw a sistic booklet on his desk but I ignored it, he sounded real panick-y and I didn't wanna ask too many questions)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Spencer&lt;/span&gt;: Then go find this orange and green bag... is there anything in it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Nope... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Spencer&lt;/span&gt;: Ok, go back to my desk... (Mumbling)... Sistic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I took the sistic booklet and lo and behold, there were 5 Kylie Minogue tickets inside!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Are you looking for Kylie tickets???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Spencer&lt;/span&gt;: YES!!! YOU &lt;strong&gt;HAVE&lt;/strong&gt; TO COME DOWN NOW, I'LL PAY FOR YOUR CAB FARE AND I'LL... I'LL BUY YOU A DRINK! YOU HAVE TO COME DOWN NOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: ok, ok, ok!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... The concert was at 8 and I managed to get there after a short jam at about 5 min to 8! Mum and I had to take a cab from Jurong West to Indoor Stadium then back to Jurong West again! Lucky we got a good, fast taxi driver. The total cab fare was $36.40. That's the most i've ever paid for a taxi ride! Cousin spencer sure knows how to make a night interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been going fantastic since I stopped working. I get to spend lotsa time in my wonderful home and do all the projects that i've been wanting to do. I also have lotsa time to clean up my room and I must say, its looking much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Zouk with cousin Ruyi and 2 of my friends for the PCD Doll Domination party. It was pretty boring so we decided to go phuture. 1st time ladies night and it was so shiok not to pay! Save money... There, we had a fantastic time! Met some people and shared some stories. Partied until lights on and went home thoroughly exhausted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also taken to being a... house-daughter! Haha... I help run errands and clean up the house and it totally reminds me of when I was waiting for my results. The house is now in tip-top condition and looking &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would consider myself a pretty organised person and I love to pack. Gonna go Korea soon and I just love packing my stuff neatly into my luggage and seeing how I can put things in. Wow... I'm a geek! And I need something better to do... hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-3911235663005754551?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/3911235663005754551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=3911235663005754551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/3911235663005754551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/3911235663005754551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/11/kylie-mania.html' title='Kylie Mania!'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-1565992460059549317</id><published>2008-11-13T23:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:47:07.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save Us</title><content type='html'>What do you do when you're feeling a little down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink? Smoke? Cry your eyes out? Eat all the sweet stuff that you like while watching Friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I felt like doing all of that on Tues. But, all those things, I figured, just wouldn't be very good for me at all. After all, I wasn't &lt;em&gt;entirely&lt;/em&gt; sad. So, lucky I got trusty people that I can go out with and have fun and forget it all! And one of those trusty people just happens to be related by blood! Cousin Ruyi! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that what I wanted to do was go to Kbox and SING MY HEART OUT!!! We started out with One Republic songs &lt;em&gt;Say All I Need&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Stop and Stare&lt;/em&gt;. Something about the way Ryan Tedder composes that makes the melody so sweetly melacholic. And shiok to sing when you're feeling down! I think that night I sang the best Kbox session! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268199242002882498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SRxnTGmQX8I/AAAAAAAAAl0/6RgEKUmlES8/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After our singing session ended around 11.45, we met up with... cousin Jess! We were hungry so cabbed down to Al-ameen and had rockin' prata. Reached home at around 2.30 and I was the last one to reach home! That's so rare man... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268199247836594450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SRxnTcVHwRI/AAAAAAAAAl8/Td4ph7oNr3A/s320/Copy+of+PB120647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to bed and didn't do much the next day. Oddly tough, I got reminded of the incident at dinner. Guessed the cheering up was temporary only. So I had a good talk with my mum and realised something really important: you're never gonna be happy until you get down to the root of the problem and solve it; only then can you move on and be happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, people out there, take time to find out what's wrong. It can be as short as a dinner conversation or your entire life. Life is a journey, get on it! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-1565992460059549317?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/1565992460059549317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=1565992460059549317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/1565992460059549317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/1565992460059549317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/11/save-us.html' title='Save Us'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x87H5xH8tjI/SRxnTGmQX8I/AAAAAAAAAl0/6RgEKUmlES8/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-2288400887229082869</id><published>2008-11-04T23:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:22:44.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High School!</title><content type='html'>NOT! Well, secondary school as we would call it. My previous post I mentioned that I wanted to write something about secondary school (SS), so here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you grow up during your childhood. Of course, you do grow up physically, but the real growing up, I find, is during your teenage years. When you suddenly experience so many new things and when you do the &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; growing up, discovering who you are and who you could possibly be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are recounts of the more memorable moments in my SS life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started out SS as a rather quiet girl. Had a serious crush on this guy for almost a year, which I now find was rather pathetic. Hee... Joined the band almost immediately and met the people that I would be with for the entire 4 years that I was there. Johan... Big person in my SS life. We sat together in band, teased each other and did so until we graduated. I had a tough time learning music in the beginning but slowly picked up and I thought I was a mighty fine player by the time I left! Haha... Band was the most fun I had in school! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd year was &lt;strong&gt;fantastic&lt;/strong&gt;! I had wonderful teachers and did very well in my grades, which ultimately led me to be promoted to sec 3 express. I also got closer to my friends and lost quite a lot of weight! 14 was the smallest size I've been in my life so far. I'll get smaller! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd year was rocking as well. Me, May Ann and Jeremy had to start out in an entirely new class. New syllabus as well. May Ann and I quickly got close to Sharilyn whom I knew from Chin Yan from band. It was weird to see our friends during sec 1 and 2 from a distance and not go through lessons together... Sec 3 was also SYF year. So much training and practicing of Gustav Holst's Jupiter until we could memorize our parts! We didn't get anything but we learned so much. That night after the results I remembered a bunch of us sat at Burger King at the old Marina Square not really eating much and looking entirely glum. But hey, we bonded so much through that experience and I wouldn't change a thing! I think it was this year that we had the band chalet as well.&lt;em&gt; Lots&lt;/em&gt; of nice memories from there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 3 was also the year of SARS! Remember? School was closed for a few weeks and Singapore was like deserted outside! I actually missed school and, for sure, my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 4... O LEVEL!!! I started out alright, then I got tired and decided not to pay attention in class. Grades were not fantastic and prelims were terrible! Haha... I remember the groans of my classmates and I when Mrs Tai came in with HUGE stacks of accounts paper and constant reminders to &lt;em&gt;study and practice&lt;/em&gt;! All that extra classes, night study and training courses made us all look so tired. Then during O level I saw after each day a small sigh of relief from everyone. And on the last day... HURRAY! I think there was some clapping and cheering after they said we could leave the hall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that my group of friends bonded quite a fair bit during that last year. I will always remember how the 7+ of us would squeeze into the round table at the canteen and we would somehow manage to get the same seat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation was pretty fun as well. Us was the last batch that could wear our own clothes to the ceremony (the next batch had to wear uniforms and it was in the day) and it was nice to see everyone looking different. There was a candle ceremony (catholic school thing I guess) and a nice speech by Marcel Lee (you rock!). After all was said and done, it was time to party! Beingshy, pubescent, singaporean kids, of course we didn't lososen up as much. But I remember there were disco lights and a net that held up a big bunch of balloons that the guys were quick to let down themselves! After that, my group of friends went to Beautyworld (I think) to play pool. Pleasant night, but I think it'd be more fun if it was held after our O level!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also moved out of the house that I grew up in for 16 years! Bye-bye sweet 3-room flat and hello much bigger 5-room flat! I've been sharing a room with my sis since forever and I was so excited that I was finally getting my own room! No more random switching on and off of lights and sudden scream attacks in the middle of the night... Finally, a space that was all mine! Unfortunately I couldn't get to enjoy it thoroughly cos we moved in October, right before O levels. I actually only decorated my room after O levels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After O levels, I pretty much slacked all the way. I decorated my room to the masterpiece (I find) that it is now and that period waiting for results was the time that I explored my artistic side a lot! More than half the sketches I have now were done during that period. I LOVE slacking... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it. A very summarized version of my SS life. Nothing dramatic and very safe... :) Back to real life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on MC again. Went to see the Doc on my off day and it turns out that I don't just have a sprained ankle... I have a torn ligament! So that's why I can't rotate my ankle all that well, I have a crescent shaped bruise and I can feel a strain on my calf! And that weird bump that I have could have been that when I ''fell'', the ligament pulled the bone out a little. Urgh... I need that MC anyway. Its literally &lt;em&gt;painful&lt;/em&gt; to walk the whole day now. Esp with the heavy boots, after the day is done, it really hurts. Doc said that all I can do now is not walk too much and let it heal...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-2288400887229082869?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/2288400887229082869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=2288400887229082869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2288400887229082869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2288400887229082869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/11/high-school.html' title='High School!'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-2438918638330180374</id><published>2008-10-27T11:28:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T12:08:25.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blurr...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Phew! What an interesting couple of days! On Friday, Jess called us up and came over to hang out at my house. We then decided to go Kbox and got into Ruyi's dad's car and drove down to Clementi. So nostalgic... We used to pretend that we were on Jac's bed driving around and now we're finally doing it! Haha... So we drove down there and had quite a lot of fun! They had a lot of new songs and we sang until 3. So we were quite hungry and decided to drive to West Coast Mac, even though they had one at Clementi. Sat there and chatted before we finally got our butts off the seat long enough to get home. I reached home at 5.30 feeling thoroughly... occupied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261678638411782546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SQU82BTLmZI/AAAAAAAAAj8/RRRLP6XzYOU/s320/PA250482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261678646633065666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SQU82f7SbMI/AAAAAAAAAkE/GxdoDRB-0Vg/s320/PA250483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A couple hours later, woke up, took a shower then went to meet Kal. She wanted to go to the &lt;em&gt;This Fashion&lt;/em&gt; near PS, even though there are plenty of outlets elsewhere! Anyway, we walked around a lot and had a real pleasant Saturday afternoon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sunday. Gotta work but got ''half day'' which is more like 3/4 day cos we only can leave after 2.30! Something kinda funny happened. I was in a rush to get home and I didn't look where I was going. It was at the Baboons place which has a lot of uneven places and I've seen people trip a couple of times... I sprained my ankle!!! It hurt A LOT and I limped back to the locker room with the help of my colleague. Suay man... It was hardly and hour before my foot started to swell and now it still hurts! Here's a pic after the swelling subsided a little...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261679530220534450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SQU9p7i9OrI/AAAAAAAAAkc/0n60W38Io9g/s320/PA270490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yes, that's my very purple bedsheet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Anyway... Went home immediately and took a shower and got ready to go see the taping for my cousin's Don't Forget The Lyrics. It was damn fun, albeit there was a lot of waiting around. I definitely appreciate media productions more now! We went through 2 contestants and didn't even get to my cousin's turn. So I think we have to go back tonight and hopefully he'll actually get to play the game! I don't wanna get in trouble so I won't say anymore details... :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched High School Musical on Friday and it was quite nice! Still don't really like Vanessa Hudgens though, and I got a feeling that the audience (a good mix of pubescent boys and girls) didn't like her that much too. When Ashley Tisdale did her thing, they laughed at her in a good way. But when Vanessa did it, they kinda sniggered at her in a bad way! The movie is totally Disney, but if you don't mind a little ''roll-your-eyes-cos-its-so-sweet'' kinda thing then go to the theatre and have some fun! Go toilet first though, cos its about 2 hours long. I wanted to write a little something about &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; last year of ''high school'' but this post is running a little long. Save that for another time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-2438918638330180374?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/2438918638330180374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=2438918638330180374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2438918638330180374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2438918638330180374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/10/blurr.html' title='Blurr...'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x87H5xH8tjI/SQU82BTLmZI/AAAAAAAAAj8/RRRLP6XzYOU/s72-c/PA250482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-8150582151397047598</id><published>2008-10-21T21:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T23:45:29.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live from my room!</title><content type='html'>Yay! Internet is up and running in my room, and all around the house! And the really awesome computer technician fixed my sound on my PC too (which something happened to it and I didn't have sound for a long time), so I've been on a ''watching TV shows'' phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know, I generally don't like to download stuff, and I really try to buy the original as often as I can, but the programmes that are shown here from the U.S. take so long to reach us! For example, a certain dance show on TV was shown in the U.S. over a year ago and it is only shown now in Singapore! And they keep doing things like ''it will be shown 2 weeks later''. They don't seem very bothered that they're broadcasting it... &lt;strong&gt;Anyway&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched that dance show with my mum. We were already halfway through the season so we just continued until the end. We watched it on my computer from about 5pm to 12am! Haha... We ate our dinner and more in my room that day. Spending time with mum is fun, even though she tends to repeat her questions! Hee... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been going great. Since I've decided to work only 3 days a week, it really clears my head to do other stuff. Now on my wonderful off days, I clean and organize my room and maintain it too. I don't think people really realize the importance of having a clean and organized room. Some call it &lt;em&gt;feng shui&lt;/em&gt;, I just call it good sense. I find that when your room is cluttered, you don't really feel the motivation to do anything in it. But when your room is clean and organized, I feel, that you feel the flow and therefore would wanna hang out in it more often and do things. Hmm... maybe that's why a lot of people stay in their bathrooms for long periods... cos its not really cluttered. ;) Moving on... I wake up now feeling more relaxed and really appreciating my room. Also, if you can customize your room, I think you should. It doesn't have to look good, cos its &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; room and its &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; ideas, and that's all that matters, as long as its your stuff. Putting you own touch to it is like getting a manicure: you pamper your nails, it looks prettier and you tend to wanna look after it more. &lt;em&gt;Voila!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Food, glorious food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered this shop that sells really awesome brownies. Its called P.osh at Dhoby Ghaut MRT. OK, I might be a little slow on my discovery but if you haven't heard of it, go check it out. They sell real wonderful tasting and looking brownies! And when you bite into it... ya feel good! Haha... take a look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259632780428984338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SP34JaZ4QBI/AAAAAAAAAjk/dGcOZ5h_bgo/s320/untitled1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (my AES pals) went Brewerkz to celebrate Sharilyn and Shaun's birthday. I'm already quite broke cos I'm saving up for Korea and the meal costed $59.20! Shared a beer with JY and Shaun and I still don't like beer. Like, I really don't like it. And people at work keep asking me to go out for a beer/drink! Why can't it be just dinner? I'd go for dinner... Anyway, I had the Mac &amp;amp; Cheese there and it wasn't nice. The dessert was nice though. I had the coconut creme brulee. Nice place to hang out and we had a nice waitress who I think enjoyed serving our table!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259632781269098434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SP34JdiLX8I/AAAAAAAAAjs/HoURjgGVdtE/s320/untitled2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259632784056454290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SP34Jn6vDJI/AAAAAAAAAj0/n5QeA37r9OE/s320/PA150440.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright, I'm gonna go prepare for work and go to sleep now. This week I'm only working 2 days! Shiok! One thing good about my workplace is that it has flexible hours... yup. Well, take care ya'll! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-8150582151397047598?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/8150582151397047598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=8150582151397047598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/8150582151397047598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/8150582151397047598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/10/live-from-my-room.html' title='Live from my room!'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x87H5xH8tjI/SP34JaZ4QBI/AAAAAAAAAjk/dGcOZ5h_bgo/s72-c/untitled1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-4427796481505116044</id><published>2008-10-08T23:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:31:55.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Any tips?</title><content type='html'>Any tips on taking a cold shower as quickly as possible? It is now day 4 (since Sunday) that there is no hot water in our house. Haha... And for the first time since I started working there, I took a shower at my workplace. Just so I don't have to take a cold shower at home! We called the heater guys as soon as we found out it was spoilt. They told us Tuesday. Tuesday came and went, then they said Thurs cos it might be an electrical problem and not the heater problem, blah blah blah. Eh, hot water is essential man! Hurry up la! Anyway, I'm working on Thursday so i'm definitely gonna take shower after work! Hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my internet woes might be solved pretty soon. The internet guys are gonna come fix us up with a new wireless modem and a new internet plan that cost much less than what we're paying now. WOO! I so miss doing stuff on my PC in my room man. And having wireless around the house so I can put my laptop wherever I choose to, instead of being chained to the hall coffee table and having to plant my ass on the stool which is at a totally uncomfortable height! Anyway, by next week, I'll have nomal internet access again! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently took out this book called ''Happier'' by Tal Ben Shahar. I started reading it in December last year until about March. I kinda put it aside and forgot about it. Anyway, I took it out and coincidentally, it was about having life goals! About doing more ''want-to's'' instead of ''have-to's''. And it talks about this matter in relation to work! Then it goes to happiness in the workplace! Haha... how appropriate. Let's see what the books says eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope ya'll are doing well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-4427796481505116044?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/4427796481505116044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=4427796481505116044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4427796481505116044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4427796481505116044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/10/any-tips_08.html' title='Any tips?'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-4856571091161944880</id><published>2008-10-03T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T23:25:20.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ash Concert</title><content type='html'>Got 2 free tickets to the Ash concert on Thursday, 2 Oct, courtesy of my cousin Trixy. She was working at her company booth that provided the food there and she had 2 tickets! I like Ash's music, but I'm only familiar with their latest album ''Twilight of the Innocent''. Whatever previous albums that they had earlier, I know nothing about! Hee... But they had very loyal fans here who sang along and cheered at almost every song. Surprisingly, those fans weren't so sure of the newer songs! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was supposed to start at 8. My sis and I got there at 7. Nothing happened until about 8.30+. There was a funny local band called Fish Tank for the opening act. Music not bad, but they didn't have to look so poor thing trying to sell their album!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ash didn't come on until 9+. They were very nice people! Come from Ireland and they only spoke 2 Fucks throughout the whole concert. And I think they were pleasantly surprised at the response from the fans. They looked real happy. The singer was fantastic and he totally rocked out on the guitar. The basist was quiet but he was real attractive! Nice butt and he looked damn cool. The drummer was... a good drummer. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home around 11.30, took a shower and got into bed at 12+. Woke up at 6 the next day for work feeling totally dazed. We were standing around the second row so we were pretty much boxed in there for like 2 hours. My feet hurt. Plus I had to walk around for work, so now I'm typing this with aching feet! Haha... no worries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some pictures. First time I used my camera for concerts. Well, my sis took all the pics cos when I watch concerts I just like to stand there and stare... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252948240904171938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SOY4mAKbMaI/AAAAAAAAAjM/M9I9zvfrQpY/s320/PA020310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The awesome band!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252948245909406594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SOY4mSzxA4I/AAAAAAAAAjU/V-9cf3OFfOk/s320/PA020328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The rocking singer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252948251280018802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SOY4mm0ODXI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Cp2cu8n4vOY/s320/PA020378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The cute basist!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-4856571091161944880?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/4856571091161944880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=4856571091161944880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4856571091161944880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4856571091161944880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/10/ash-concert.html' title='Ash Concert'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x87H5xH8tjI/SOY4mAKbMaI/AAAAAAAAAjM/M9I9zvfrQpY/s72-c/PA020310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-2362342603995362584</id><published>2008-10-02T14:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T15:16:23.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working on Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>Phew! It was such a packed day man! There were a couple areas where you couldn't walk 5 steps without having to avoid someone! And after one show ended, people were just cramming to get out of the place. Feedings went quite alright. Some areas where the sound was softer, I had to raise the level of my voice more. That's not so fun... And since it was a public holday, there were plenty of families there. That means...&lt;em&gt; aunties&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;uncles&lt;/em&gt;!!! The bad ones... the ones that steal seats from children and pregnant women. They are rude and they talk loudly when I'm doing my feedings. Some of the aunties kids pushed other kids to get a good view of the animals, and some pushed me for no reason! There's this one girl, I was just standing there. Suddenly I felt a hard push at my hip. I looked down and that brat was just staring at me. Instinctively, I pushed her back and gave her a ''you like that?'' look. Sigh... kids these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after work, I took a bus home. 138 and 927 came at the same time. The bus stop has space for 2 buses. So 138 stopped at the 1st spot and 927 at the 2nd spot. All the aunties and some workers rushed to the bus. Seriously, they ran like someone was giving out stacks of hundred dollar bills. I was one of the first few to board the bus, until... a few workers &lt;strong&gt;pushed&lt;/strong&gt; pass me to get on the bus. Like how in Amazing Race when they go India and the people push past them? Exactly like that. The 1st guy shocked me when he pushed pass me, then the 2nd guy tried to push past me again! Ya know how they're rather small and I'm rather big... I used what I had and I pushed &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt; aside! Haha... Of course, he moved with ease and I managed to get on the bus with a decent seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then while I was waiting for the bus to move off, A couple people who don't look retarted came up the bus from the back door! The driver was kinda old and he didn't do anything about it... Then when the aunties managed to get on the bus, they grabbed whatever seats they could and they even tried to &lt;em&gt;chope &lt;/em&gt;seats for their bratty kids/grandkids! The ugly side of Singaporeans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to watch Eagle Eye with mum and sis that night. It was rather ok. The action sequences were packed full of adreneline! And Shia Labeouf is always a treat to watch! I also watched House Bunny. Like most Happy Madison (Adam Sandler company) films, the comedy is funny but most of it you've probably seen in the trailer and there's always something lacking, which most of the time is depth and character establishment (as I'd like to call it). Nevertheless, its a nice funny show to watch and its definitely one you watch with friends, guys and girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-2362342603995362584?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/2362342603995362584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=2362342603995362584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2362342603995362584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2362342603995362584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/10/working-on-hari-raya.html' title='Working on Hari Raya'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-2935001786328135416</id><published>2008-09-26T22:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T23:09:57.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Been A Long Time</title><content type='html'>Wow... Finally an update! Haha... Well, lots of things have happened since the last time I updated. Let's start with what I can remember in order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Aug 31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls and I went to Cineleisure for an afternoon of fun. This time, with Jojo! Haha... She sprained her leg and walked even more like the Ah Ma that she already is! Joking... Anyway, there was the Avril Lavigne auditon thing there and we had lotsa fun watching them try out. That's just about all I can remember! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250345693072023186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SNz5lx-PXpI/AAAAAAAAAis/0z-Mn2bS_Qg/s320/P8310082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sept 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day I went back on my off day. I had a leisurely ride home, took a nap, then went out with Ruyi for a Kox session. Had plenty of fun, singing the new songs that they had. Stop and Stare was one of my favourites to sing! Stayed there until about 12.30 then went home to plop into bed feeling very ''fulfilled'' :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250345699150561394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SNz5mInegHI/AAAAAAAAAi0/siw4WYoRvFU/s320/P9090152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sept 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out with Ruyi again, but this time, with her dad's car! Her dad was overseas and she just passsed her licence so we went for a drive. She picked me up at Jurong East, we went West Coast Mac, headed to Queensway Shopping Centre then Ikea, then picked my mum up at Jurong East so that we could go watch a movie at Jurong Point. We nearly knocked a cyclist at Queensway and got quite a few horns! Haha... Its so fun to have a car all to yourself! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250345698294265314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SNz5mFbUdeI/AAAAAAAAAi8/JU-pvzkLDRE/s320/P9110159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Uncle's visit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My 'Sa-gu' came in from Perth for a week and we had an awesome time! We went Sentosa, Queensway and a bunch of other places. He also stayed over at my house and we had plenty of good chats. I wanted to take off on his last day but couldn't. :( And I got a bit teary when I called him up to say goodbye! But I'm sooo looking forward to going on vacation with him and my family at the end of the year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250345705379076834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SNz5mf0eGuI/AAAAAAAAAjE/LBkRg_b2IEU/s320/P9150278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also went out with best friend May Ann on Sept 21. We went to Marina Square, ate and walked around. We saw the stuff set up for the F1 race and it looks awesome! Always a nice and pleasant time with her! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Lot 1 today to watch a movie ''My Best Friend's Girl''. Its not very nice. A good director can really make a difference. After that, since Lot 1 has a lot of places that sell cute-sy stuff, I saw something that, for those who know me, very strangely caught my eye... a purple care bear! I already have one, but this one was a light purple and... I thought my other care bear needed a partner! Ah... So girly! HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't read as much as I'd like to recently. I haven't drawn for the longest time. And I so miss just slacking! Haha... But its ok! :)&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/9081751729920556620-2935001786328135416?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/2935001786328135416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=2935001786328135416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2935001786328135416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2935001786328135416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-been-long-time.html' title='Its Been A Long Time'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x87H5xH8tjI/SNz5lx-PXpI/AAAAAAAAAis/0z-Mn2bS_Qg/s72-c/P8310082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-2993829000629105799</id><published>2008-09-10T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T00:20:57.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Still Here</title><content type='html'>If I take public transport, I reach home close to 7. I eat dinner, take a shower, then all I wanna do is rest. And on my off days I'm usually not at home. I think partly why I'm lazy to turn on my computer to do all the internet stuff is mainly cos I'm not using my normal internet. My damn router is spoiled so now the only way I can use the internet is by my hubstation connection. Which is real slow. And if I wanna go Youtube or upload videos or anything, it takes a long time. So that's why the lack of updates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to ''complains'' that I've been receiving from my friends and cousins, I will try to update my blog more often! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something kinda funny and stupid happened on Mon. I woke up at my usual time, got ready, got in my Dad's cab, sent my sis off to school, went to eat breakfast, dropped off at work. So I strolled into work thinking it was gonna be just another day. I walked in the locker room and my colleague was like: ''Kelyn! You working today meh?''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to go check my schedule and... I was off on Monday! And Tuesday! I went a bit hysterical cos I wasted my time going to bed early and waking up early... So after I ''recovered'', I strolled out of work. Thought of going to see some of the animals, but it was still pretty early and they weren't really out yet. So I took the bus home. Lucky I wasn't in a rush cos there was a big huge jam that cost me about 20 min! I like taking the bus when I'm not in a rush, esp at like 10+ and 2+ cos there's not much people. Got home, read a lil, slept a lil and lazed around until I went Kbox with Ruyi later in the day. I've been having mostly 1 day off and not 2, so I told myself the next time I have 2 days off, I'm going Kbox so I don't stress my voice out cos, ya know, I use it for work. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm so ready to go to bed right now! I just uploaded some pics to my com so I'll load it the next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care ya'll! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-2993829000629105799?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/2993829000629105799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=2993829000629105799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2993829000629105799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2993829000629105799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m Still Here'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-6766124377124643669</id><published>2008-08-18T22:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T23:45:49.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hum-De Yah!</title><content type='html'>Just about 10 notes make up the Discovery Channel's ''The World Is Just Awesome'' song. If you haven't heard it, try to go find it cos its a very cheery song and you can totally add in your own lyrics to make the song yours! I've done my version of it and I love it! Hum-De Yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been quite fortunate to have a ''work-one-day'', ''off-one-day''... work wek. Last week I worked Mon - Wed, off Thurs, work Fri, off Sat, work Sun, off Mon. Hee! And things have been going just great at work. I'm learning more about my job and my colleagues and they're really starting to grow on me. I've been a bit narrow-minded about things lately and that hasn't been very good at all. From now on, gonna keep an open mind and make things better! :) I spent Sunday half by myself and half with Karm and of course, it was fun with her around! Had lotsa laughs with her and the keepers and thoroughly enjoyed myself! Hum-De Yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off day today and spent it with... mum of course! Some people might find it weird that I spend so much time with my mum, but she's really fun and why not? I get sponsored for stuff too! HAHA... Also, if you're that comfortable with someone, why not spend a lot of your time with them? Hee... We went to Orchard Cine today. Watched a R21 show called Pathology which stars Milo Ventimiglia from Heroes. Its quite a lot of nudity and definitely the most blood I've seen in a single movie. And not that unnecessary blood splatter in gore movies, but since its about a bunch of pathologists (those people that perform autposies), its all about blood coming out when you cut up a body. Its hard to describe, but I like the way it was done. And how the actors can truly act so casual about it all. You certainly gotta have an open mind when you watch it, and preferably and empty stomach! But, we had lunch at Chicago Steakhouse before that and a pleasant lunch it was. Cool music and not too bad looking waiters! We even got a free coffee on-the-house because we were ''very nice and patient customers''! After the movie, went to HMV and bought Jason Mraz DVD, Queen DVD and a Prince Caspian making-the-movie book. Pleasant off day... of course! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUM-DE YAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-6766124377124643669?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/6766124377124643669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=6766124377124643669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6766124377124643669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6766124377124643669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/08/hum-de-yah.html' title='Hum-De Yah!'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-8025367960571347435</id><published>2008-08-16T13:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T13:48:42.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Matters Most</title><content type='html'>If you're having a crap day at work, you just gotta keep in mind of what matters most to you. Family and friends and happiness are what's important to me (also I'm working on me a lil bit). And on my off days I spend time with both and they help me re-focus! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday, I went out with the girls that include my poly peeps: Kal, En and Shereen. The 2 small ones didn't join us, but we had a blast anyway! We met up at City Hall, walked to Marina Square, ate at Swensen's, watched a movie (Journey To The Centre of the Earth again) and walked around. I bought a pair of ked-like shoes and a book that's titled ''Don't Go To Work On Modays''. Perfect! (Well, the reason being that a lot of people get heart attacks and die on Mondays) Its this book full of fun and interesting facts... Then we just hung out a lil more, bumped into some of our GV seniors and went home. Although I did have to go to work the next day, that Sunday really helped me keep in check of what's important in life. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, we took some goofy pics and had some laughs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234986963625772818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SKZo6EK3BxI/AAAAAAAAAiU/K26jEWcAzc0/s320/swensens.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234986968361115170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SKZo6Vz2niI/AAAAAAAAAic/KZogntSkcAU/s320/fun.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum struck 1st prize on Wed and when we went out on Thurs, I finally got a new phone! Finally done with the N80 that keeps hanging and giving me all sorts of problems! I got a Samsung Soul, and here it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234986968419122786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SKZo6WBrvmI/AAAAAAAAAik/qCXmU5keqpk/s320/P8160036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, I've decided to name my camera Violet... HA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-8025367960571347435?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/8025367960571347435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=8025367960571347435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/8025367960571347435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/8025367960571347435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-matters-most.html' title='What Matters Most'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x87H5xH8tjI/SKZo6EK3BxI/AAAAAAAAAiU/K26jEWcAzc0/s72-c/swensens.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-5158579036070544624</id><published>2008-08-10T10:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:30:32.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Singfest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Singfest was a blast! Had fun with my sis and her friends and remember that famous person? I got to meet One Republic! My sis' friend won some Levis thing to meet them and he didn't want to go cos he wasn't a fan and my sis suggested me! So I got to the waiting point at 6.30 and only got in their tent at around 7. We went in, shook their hands, I gave one band memnber a hug cos he saw my ''hugs not drugs'' shirt, the lead singer wasn't that nice, and it was all over in 30 seconds! I'm not exaggerating! We left earlier during Alicia Keys to beat the crowd and only got home close to 1. I had to work the next day... So altogether quite fun and Jason Mraz was the best one! Hope to go to next year's one! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232715926749383586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SJ5XaUhtC6I/AAAAAAAAAiE/pngnjR5-DLQ/s320/IMG_5395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The wrist band and tag that I have to wear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232715928945489778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SJ5XactS93I/AAAAAAAAAiM/bfmtaKB5SDQ/s320/IMG_5387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;During Jamie Scott. He wasn't that fantastic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Past Week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As I said in my previous post, there are some interesting things that happened. I was asked to do the other token trail and learn the elephant show! A show! Geez, hopefully I'll be able to learn it in time... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alright, there are some nice things that happened the past week though. It was a rather good week spent largely with Karmilah. She's so relaxed and fun! Anyway, here are some work pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232712790599570354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SJ5UjxdUk7I/AAAAAAAAAhU/4HUX19FikCM/s320/DSC02946.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232712795707234130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SJ5UkEfFV1I/AAAAAAAAAhc/1tmd8NLuCzY/s320/DSC02947.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232712801542926898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SJ5UkaOa8jI/AAAAAAAAAhk/7yY_7D0_tjQ/s320/DSC02951.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me trying to immitate the polar bear picture. I know, pretty similar huh? Polar bears are cute! Except when they're killing stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232712806673875346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SJ5UktVvAZI/AAAAAAAAAhs/Uisd5Xl8YII/s320/31072008120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And this is Adeline. Real fun girl to hang out with. I have lotsa fun with her and Karmilah... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;August 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It was one of the most fun national days I had. Woke up at around 9.30, mum and I wanted to go to breakfast at Swensen's but that would mean that we'd have to rush, so we skipped it and took our time to get ready. We took a cab to Great World City, bought tickets to The Love Guru, then went to have lunch at Kenny Rogers, walked around, bought lotsa stuff, then after the movie (which wasn't as good as I thought it'd be) we walked around some more, bought some groceries, had dinner then went home. It was a very fruitful day and we certainly splurged our paychecks! :) So here's what we bought.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232713936872426434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SJ5VmfqES8I/AAAAAAAAAh0/WeNnCsv9hf0/s320/IMG_5393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All the crazy stuff we bought! I bought Queen, Beatle and Jason Mraz. Mum bought Jazz, Blues and French! Haha... We bought a mug and Nike sports bra for sis. I also bought a plate and owl, and the most interesting thing... An Olympus camera! And its purple!!! It was so unexpected and I needed a new camera anyway! My mum payed first then I'll be paying her back over the next few months... Haha... Mum rocks! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232713935982897954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SJ5VmcV_KyI/AAAAAAAAAh8/_Tf4W1Z5ugA/s320/IMG_5397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And these are the little tidbits we bought. Most of which is cos we didn't see them before and the packaging was real nice! Hahar... :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-5158579036070544624?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/5158579036070544624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=5158579036070544624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/5158579036070544624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/5158579036070544624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/08/overdue-post.html' title='Overdue Post'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_x87H5xH8tjI/SJ5XaUhtC6I/AAAAAAAAAiE/pngnjR5-DLQ/s72-c/IMG_5395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-7370946762167288826</id><published>2008-08-05T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:27:49.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Worries..</title><content type='html'>Long time no update... The next time I do it'll be a major one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singfest was awesome! Jason Mraz was my favourite... And I got to ''meet and greet'' one famous band... Can anyone guess who? Hee... Will update with pictures next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work... a few interesting things hav been happening. I also have some new pictures from work! Also, I have the weekend off... YIPPEE! Do you know how rare that is in the zoo??? Especially when it is National Day too??? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope that everyone else is well... I have phlegm and cough and almost everyone at work is sick... urgh. Take care! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-7370946762167288826?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/7370946762167288826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=7370946762167288826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7370946762167288826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7370946762167288826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-worries.html' title='No Worries..'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-8586291948070990216</id><published>2008-07-27T19:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:25:18.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday off...</title><content type='html'>Finally, a Sunday off! YAY! Next Sunday i'm off too cos i'm going to Singfest! One Republic, Jason Mraz and Pussycat Dolls, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was supposed to meet the 4/5 gang on Friday night, but was a bit sick. Then had to work on Saturday, so had to go home and rest. Urgh... Then on Saturday, I basically had to work the whole day with a sore throat. On some feedings, I had to shout, and my throat was so itchy! I even coughed during my polar bears! But, managed to make it through. Gotta say thanks to this new girl who helped me carry my bag when I was feeling weak.. thanks! Yup, there are new people again. I think only 1 of 2 will be able to survive. Well, at least I proved to myself that I can stay! Recently I took a new punch card too. Who knew I would be taking my 3rd one? Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Friday, I bumped into my cousin-in-law Wendy at White Tigers. I haven't seen her in so long and I had to take a second look to be sure! She was there as a parent volunteer with her son, my nephew, Glenn. No luck in finding him... So we had a nice chat and took some pictures! So finally ya'll can see me in my full uniform!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227659729178382290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SIxg04xKz9I/AAAAAAAAAg8/piW0TwUUwVw/s320/25th_July_2008_(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227659729542690002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SIxg06IBtNI/AAAAAAAAAhE/SeKtzl1Sk6E/s320/25th_July_2008_(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My sis and her boyfriend are taking this cooking class now. It's real expensive, $200 per class, but its a small class and the tools that they proide are real cool. So each week i'll get a sample of what they've learnt. This week, its some chocolate pastry along with jelly. YUM! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227689720194078962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SIx8GmAhGPI/AAAAAAAAAhM/cyUnHbj74Iw/s320/IMG_5382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I'm updating as I watch Monster House. Absolutely cute show. One of the main characters is called Chowder and the chinese subtitle for his name says ''ai chi gui'' as in ''love to eat ghost''! Funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woke up at 8.20 today, ate, played Sims and now I have to go prepare for another day of work. Off days are just too short man...&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/9081751729920556620-8586291948070990216?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/8586291948070990216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=8586291948070990216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/8586291948070990216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/8586291948070990216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/07/sunday-off.html' title='Sunday off...'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SIxg04xKz9I/AAAAAAAAAg8/piW0TwUUwVw/s72-c/25th_July_2008_(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-5240101524302450741</id><published>2008-07-22T18:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:21:38.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on my day off</title><content type='html'>There's been a lack of pictures on my blog recently, so I've decided to finally put some work pictures up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225782094003938994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SIW1IIqzprI/AAAAAAAAAgU/_baSQSts4wE/s320/11072008112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here's Karmilah and I right before Jungle Breakfast. We were waiting to start so i decided to whp out my phone and take a picture...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225782099596925010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SIW1IdgR2FI/AAAAAAAAAgk/038N-8pTyzY/s320/13072008117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And here's a picture of me taken by Nizam, who came in the same time as me, just 4 days later. I didn't expect him to take such a close-up picture, especially after walking around all day (look at the shine on my face!), but the point was to see my name on the pacer (like a walkie) cos I finally got my own! And on Sunday I got my own earpiece as well! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Things are going alright at work. Most of the keepers are quite fun and I like the interaction with tourists. Recently I encountered a german girl who was a fan of hte german football team too, and a real cute girl came up to me and asked me where the ''money shop'' was. She was asking for the ATM... :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday was my day off too. I wanted to go to town to try to get some accessories which was uneventful, but mum and I bought a whole bunch of DVD's! She struck 4-D again, so we bought I Am Legend, Eastern Promises, Dan In Real Life and Step Up 2. Mum bought a CD for herself. Before we did that, we went to Hip Diner and I ate a LOT! I eat when i'm happy so I had a sausage-thingy, milkshake and an extra mashed potato. I was FULL! Then I met my old senior Chan Wai Keen! Real pleasant surprise... We also went to watch Wedding Daze starring Jason Biggs and Isla Fisher. It was rather entertaining but wasn't a well made film. The editing was kinda bad and the script, although funny and entertaining, didn't have a whole lot of depth. I recommend it if you just wanna have a laugh... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope ya'll are doing better!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-5240101524302450741?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/5240101524302450741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=5240101524302450741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/5240101524302450741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/5240101524302450741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/07/update-on-my-day-off.html' title='Update on my day off'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SIW1IIqzprI/AAAAAAAAAgU/_baSQSts4wE/s72-c/11072008112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-2022860730224814707</id><published>2008-07-18T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T23:43:08.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho Hum...</title><content type='html'>Who'd ever thought I'd be part of the working crowd? Not me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life now = work+home+off day+dunno what to do with off day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I had 3 off days in a row. On the 3rd day I didn't know what to do... Haha... So, I spend most of my off days with friends, watching movies with my mum and playing Sims. Exciting huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My internet system was down, therefore the lack of updates. It still is down, but we installed Hubstation and I can use that to surf the net, but at a rather low speed... Hubstation is cool! Just set the time and it'll record for you to enjoy when you come back! Total cost almost $200, but highly recommended...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I watched The Dark Knight on Thursday and I loved it! Heath Ledger was AMAZING! Really, the performance of his career. Just sad it was probably his last... You rock man! The film was rather long, but it was enjoyable, kept me on the edge of my seat and the music was fantastic. Highly recommended... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and have fun everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-2022860730224814707?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/2022860730224814707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=2022860730224814707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2022860730224814707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2022860730224814707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/07/ho-hum.html' title='Ho Hum...'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-6822832769916595566</id><published>2008-07-09T00:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:18:23.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid...</title><content type='html'>I was gonna draw out money after work. There were 2 ladies already there. 2 angmohs were standing right behind them, but not close enough that I know they're friends (which the angmohs and the ladies turned out to be), just the normal distance you're supposed to stand when using an ATM machine. So after the ladies were done, I was waiting for the angmohs to go next. They still stood there. I was about to ask them whether they were in the queue when this idiot secondary school girl went to use the machine. Frustrated, I blurted out a little pissed: ''you're not using the ATM?!?''. Their stupid mouths moved and ''no, we're not'' came out. I wanted to blurt out something meaner, perhaps scold them in my lmited chinese or hokkien, but decided to control myself. I ended up just saying ''well, now that girl has cut my queue''. The stupid angomhs replied back with their stupid face ''erm... its not my problem''. C-B. Idiots man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last Saturday, I went out with Kalthoum. Went Borders to buy a book about animals. More sort of an encyclopedia. Then went over to HMV to buy a DVD and a CD by Katy Perry. In one day, I spent almost a quarter of my paycheck! Haha... Pace yourself Kelyn! Then later on met up with Johan and Razinah. Kal ''abandoned'' me again (hee...) and left about 5. I waited until 7.30 before they arrived. I haven't waited like that in a long time! Then, a funny thing happened. We were gonna watch deception. Since I was there, I bought the tickets first. I told them I was at Cathay Orchard. Both of them went to The Cathay near PS! Haha... Both of them! Guess I gotta be more specific next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care ya'll! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-6822832769916595566?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/6822832769916595566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=6822832769916595566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6822832769916595566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6822832769916595566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/07/stupid.html' title='Stupid...'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-5886369431258928061</id><published>2008-07-03T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:15:05.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting There...</title><content type='html'>Yup, my work is getting better. Tourists seem to like my presentations! Yup, I got 3 compliments today! One from a little girl, then a man, then a young, pregnant couple. This couple was adorable. The girl had beautiful eyes, like a greenish-brown, and she was 6 months pregnant. They started asking stuff about the baboons, then we started talking about food! Then I said bye to her, got changed, then went to wait for the bus. At the bus stop, I bumped into them! We got on the same 927 bus and started talking about where they've been, where they should go, then they asked a lot of singaporean questions like language and housing, blah, blah. So nice! I had such a good time with them. I enjoy my job when i'm actually out doing it! The people still take some time to get used to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making more friends now, getting to know the photographers and people selling drinks. I aksed my older cousins the other day and they said they have to drag themselves to work too! I guess its a universal thing... Hee... Like one of the keepers said, during working time, he's sick, but after work, not sick! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, at least I had a good practice today and I met some real nice people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care ya'll! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-5886369431258928061?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/5886369431258928061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=5886369431258928061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/5886369431258928061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/5886369431258928061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/07/getting-there.html' title='Getting There...'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-189659319226800857</id><published>2008-06-27T13:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:11:13.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Still here!</title><content type='html'>Phew! Finally, a oh-so-precious off day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think this if the longest I've gone without having an update. Nothing much happened besides work so far. I've gotten my uniform and actually started doing my job. Believe it or not, I actually have all 15 scripts in my head! There's a new girl now, hopefully she'll stay long enough, then I'll have a buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've noticed changes in me which I'm proud of. Firstly, I never thought I'd actually last this long, seeing as how I wanted to quit. Then there's the fact that I am now able to handle criticism much better! In the past, I'd kinda freak out when people told me what's wrong with what I was doing, but now I'm pretty fine with it! I've also shrunk a little bit! Yup, after walking so much, I'm bound to lose some weight, and I'm looking forward to losing much more! But, I've also gotten darker. Met up with some of the poly girls and they definitely noticed I've gotten darker! When I get my 1st paycheck, which should be by next week, I think I might wanna invest in some good sunblock. I put sunblock now, but its so fucking oily that I look like a big advertisement for an oily face before I even step out of the house! Girls, shopping next week, ya? Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't seen my cousins since the birthday surprise. Its no shock, I mean, we only see each other on family events and besides that maybe once every few months? Jess comes to visit once in awhile, but all of us never seem to hang out just for the sake of hanging out anymore. (That excludes going clubbing and any form of alcohol) So girls, if you're reading this, do try to make more of an effort alright? Ya'll are most of the time busy, and now I'm working and that's why I seldom ask you out these days, so let's arrange a little get-together alright? Don't be shy! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is sort of one event that happened... I accompanied my mum to the Osmonds concert. I was laughing most of the time cos their form of entertainment is so... 70's? Haha... I think I was one of about 3% of the people there who were under 25! And President Nathan was just 3 rows in front of me! Surprisingly, there were no obvious security guards near him. The people didn't really seem to care! When Donny came out, some ladies rushed to the stage, completely ignoring the president! Haha... Then Donny serenaded the Presiden't wife and I got a close look at him. The Osmonds weren't really performers in my eye, but they're certainly entertainers! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's some pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216431326402145474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SGR8p01rbMI/AAAAAAAAAgE/ap6MCK32cXk/s320/Copy+of+Osmond+Blog+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216431224109930402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SGR8j3xUF6I/AAAAAAAAAf8/5RRgHXqUyjM/s320/Copy+of+Osmond+Blog+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216431330123935346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SGR8qCtBbnI/AAAAAAAAAgM/TSyaFdsYdmI/s320/Copy+of+Osmond+Blog+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched 'Wanted' last night and found it pretty cool! I thought it was a lil ridiculous at one point, but after I found out it was adapted from a graphic novel/comic book, it wasn't so bad. Man, that Angelina Jolie... I'm straight, but if there's one reason for me to become otherwise, she'd be it! Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care ya'll!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-189659319226800857?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/189659319226800857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=189659319226800857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/189659319226800857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/189659319226800857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m Still here!'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SGR8p01rbMI/AAAAAAAAAgE/ap6MCK32cXk/s72-c/Copy+of+Osmond+Blog+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-6363112974181810578</id><published>2008-06-10T12:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:05:51.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quickie...</title><content type='html'>Just gonna do a quick update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was close to quitting by the end of my 7 days. I was so dejected on Sunday cos I stumbled on my presentation of my scripts to my heads. I don't know why but I tend to cry easily when I'm nervous around people, so I was controlling my tears in front of them. Argh! After that day I just felt so dejected and I was all ready to quit. Luckily my mum pushed me so now I'm on day 2 of my script-memorizing. I have to wait for them to call me back to see if they still want me, so fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I weighed out the pros and cons of this job and the pros outweigh the cons. Where else in the world do you get paid pretty well to walk around the zoo to talk about animals? Where just around the corner, there could be an elephant or an Orang Utan taking a leak in a tree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perservere ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-6363112974181810578?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/6363112974181810578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=6363112974181810578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6363112974181810578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6363112974181810578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/06/quickie.html' title='Quickie...'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-1676976497194606714</id><published>2008-06-03T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T09:59:49.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O.J.T.</title><content type='html'>On The Job Training. At Singapore Zoo. 8 am to 5 pm. Walk and sweat until you wanna die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 6-7 hours per day, I am walking. Walking up and down slopes, on the tracks, off the tracks, on mud, etc. Luckily so far its been partially cloudy days, so its not too bad, but I get real thirsty! Plus its the school holidays, so there are lotsa stupid misbehaved young kids running around with their stupider parents who don't care about anyone else but their brats. Haha... But, there are those rare precious lil kids who are so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The animals are fantastic. I like the Giraffes, polar bears and otters the best so far. Man, I can't imagine having those big red butts! I made ''friends'' with the meerkats too. Ya, I see lotsa animals. Cos I'm working in the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to work 7 days this week. All the way until Sunday. Then they'll decide if they wanna keep me or not. And I have to learn 15 scripts. Good luck to me huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job, if I get it, is basically commentary on the animals when they're having their token feeding time. I carry around a bag of mics, I go to specified locations on time, coordinate with the animal keepers, then talk about the animals, the main goal being to educate the public about them and to promote conservation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs are aching and I'm seriously tired. I have to go memorize some scripts now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I got my name tag today! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-1676976497194606714?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/1676976497194606714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=1676976497194606714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/1676976497194606714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/1676976497194606714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/06/ojt.html' title='O.J.T.'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-1350045477537256004</id><published>2008-06-01T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T00:27:26.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Day!</title><content type='html'>After 3 short years and a rather low-key ceremony, I am finally graduated from Ngee Ann Polytechnic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to school around 11.50 and went to our assigned lecture theatre. Saw all my school mates there in their graduation gowns! We all looked a lil funny in my opinion. I looked extra poofy! L So chatted with the girls, took some pictures, then it was time to get into position and wait to go to the convention centre. Man, did they make us climb stairs in there! Luckily I opted to wear my shorter heels, or else my feet would’ve died that day! Once we were in and seated, they showed us the usual ‘’recap’’ videos and there was a few speeches too. Then, it was time for us to go get our certificates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More climbing of stairs up and down, then before I knew it, I was at the stage trying not to fall as I went to receive that piece of paper I worked 3 years for. After that, went back to my seat, then watched the others get their certificates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The valedictorians of each school had to stand on stage while there was a short speech about them. Man, their accomplishments just go on and on! Our valedictorian had a GPA of 3.94!!! Crazy dude…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was over! We hung out around the convention centre entrance and took a couple pictures with each other. My Vietnamese friend tried to give me a kiss while we were taking a picture… luckily that didn’t happen! Oh, Shereen went to get a birthday cake for me! Thanks Shereen! I blew it out in a funny place though, right in front of everyone who bothered to see! We headed over to canteen 1 after that to cut the cake and eat it. Kal got me this real nice birthday present which was a big photo album filled with memorable pictures we took over the years. Thanks Kal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 of 6 of us (me, Kal, En and Cai Ling) went to Orchard later for our post-graduation celebration. We expected Shereen to not join us, but then Jojo didn’t join us either! We suspected she was either lazy or decided to spend time with that friend of hers. Ya, she went through 3 years and did all those projects with you… :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, we decided not to let them bother us, and had a pleasant lunch and then watched Prince Caspian! Again (for me)! Ben Barnes is still so cute! And I still found the movie to be a bit long. After it ended, the theatre hastily stood up and rushed for the toilet! Of course, there was a line at the Ladies, so we went to the toilet on another level. There was a queue there too. If they just need to pee, why do they take so long??? Haha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We felt like walking around Orchard, but didn’t feel like buying anything, so we just decided to go home. Doesn’t matter that the day wasn’t terribly exciting, I was just happy that I got to spend time with my closest friends on the last day that I was a Ngee Ann Student!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206579061802527778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SEF8EjG57CI/AAAAAAAAAfs/hjIeg9awOVo/s320/Grad+blog+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206579070392462386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SEF8FDG57DI/AAAAAAAAAf0/yqkaO1LK2LM/s320/grad+blog+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, about my job… I start my 7 days on-the-job-training on Monday. I’m training to be an Animal Presenter (those people you see during feeding time and shows) which means I’ll have to memorize scripts and speak to a whole bunch of people. I auditioned with 4 other people, and I’m not sure if any of them got the call back. Anyway, we’re the highest paid there, starting with $8 an hour. I’ll be a part time staff, working about 4 times a week. Besides presenting the animals, we also have to care for them, which means feeding them, cleaning up after them, etc. I’m not assigned to any animal yet and I’m not even sure if it’s a one-animal kinda thing or I just hop to wherever they need me. So, more updates for sure when I know exactly what I’m doing! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-1350045477537256004?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/1350045477537256004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=1350045477537256004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/1350045477537256004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/1350045477537256004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/06/graduation-day.html' title='Graduation Day!'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SEF8EjG57CI/AAAAAAAAAfs/hjIeg9awOVo/s72-c/Grad+blog+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-5169639831236238171</id><published>2008-05-24T22:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T23:13:56.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;What a fantastic week its been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;May 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On the eve of my birthday, my cousins did a very sweet thing. 2 of them told me they were coming over to hang out. I didn't suspect a thing... And what a shock it was when I opened the door and all of them were standing outside with party poppers waiting to go off in my face! Haha... I was so shocked that at first I was speechless, then I slammed the door in their face cos I was scared the poppers were gonna all blast in my face at once! Haha... They all came in and sang me a birthday song with the wonderful chocolate cake that they bought. I was practically bawling of course, I was just so touched with such a sweet and wonderful gesture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was about to blow off the 2 BIG candles on my cake (instead of one big one and a bunch of little ones) when they asked me to make a wish. After over 3 months of slacking and not having luck finding a job I want, I decided to wish for a job that I like. This is the creepy part: within 10 minutes, I got a call from Singapore Zoo, to go for an interview on Monday for the position of Animal Presenter! OMG! This wasn't just any job, it was one that I really wanted! So, with the emotional state that I was in, I of course started crying again! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we just hung out and watched a movie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203960312867974082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SDguVTG568I/AAAAAAAAAe8/8zb6AcC1jNM/s320/DSC09567-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Cousins, thank you all for taking the time to come surprise me like that... Its one night I won't forget anytime soon! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203960317162941394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SDguVjG569I/AAAAAAAAAfE/360Mdc4-6DA/s320/DSC09569-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The wonderful card my cousin Jess made for me... :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203960325752876002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SDguWDG56-I/AAAAAAAAAfM/mqOmrTbjAoI/s320/DSC09623-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;May 22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Birthday day itself, woke up and watched American Idol. Cook rocks man! Finally, the first American Idol I like! Hee... &lt;/p&gt;After that, went IMM for lunch then Vivo to hang out with mum. Walked around and bought a real cute pink pair of shoes (I think they call it pumps?)that was hand made in Spain. Apparently its limited. Also bought a shirt from Forever 21. Met with my sis and ate at the Japenese place I like, then went to have coffee, tea and a kind of shake at a place called Corduroy. Lovely place, would love to go back there again! Cousin Spence and gf Tammy met up with us there. They even gave me gifts! I was touched again. I think its the PMS. I don't usually show my sentimentality that often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was off to watch Indiana Jones. I wish I knew what was going on there. Cos earlier that morning I was watching the Chelsea match (I'm still so proud of you guys!) and barely had an hour's sleep. I fell asleep during the movie. I missed quite a big chunk of it! Guess I'll have to watch it again... :) After that, it was off to home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;May 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked for the whole day. Then Jess and Ruyi came over. Ruyi was a lil late cos she ahd to fix something at home, but she made it! Left the house and reached Zouk at 11. Pretty packed already, but we managed to get in. Got a few drinks and started dancing. It was too packed for my liking, but saw some stuff: a few people making out (wonder if they just met) and a mini fight. It was right where we were, so the bouncers had to push past us, hard, to get to those people. After dancing a while more, got pretty bored and we were outta there by 2.30! I was a lil tired and wasn't a good hostess that night. My guests had to wake me up to let them outta the house! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203960896983526386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SDgu3TG56_I/AAAAAAAAAfU/Qwta0c9ALCo/s320/DSC09621-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jess:Thanks for making that wonderful card and organising the whole thing! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203960901278493698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SDgu3jG57AI/AAAAAAAAAfc/1TYgI-8olNE/s320/DSC09613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ruyi: Thanks for hanging out with me so much and keeping to your word of going out with me. Much appreciated!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203960905573461010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SDgu3zG57BI/AAAAAAAAAfk/j4uHsJ9_-6E/s320/DSC09614-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So that's my birthday. When I watch TV these days and see someone who's like 21 or 23, I'll still think 'that's getting old'. I'm nearing that age! Do I feel old? Only when I'm around younger people! Haha... I'm still pretty young at heart! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-5169639831236238171?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/5169639831236238171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=5169639831236238171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/5169639831236238171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/5169639831236238171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/05/birthday-week.html' title='Birthday week!'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SDguVTG568I/AAAAAAAAAe8/8zb6AcC1jNM/s72-c/DSC09567-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-7451281011903393544</id><published>2008-05-14T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T20:46:09.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Fruit-y Quote</title><content type='html'>From the current book I am reading, Mister Pip by Lloyd Jones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;''Today, I wish to speak on what the lychee can teach us. Sweet things are never worn on the outside. But like a lychee, a person's sweet smile says nothing about a person's heart. A smile can be a trick. To stay sweet, you have to protect yourself. Girls, protect your sweet from the boys. Look at the lychee. Would it taste so sweet if its fruit was exposed to the sun and the rains and the longing of dogs? No. Them fruits would dry up and shrivel. They'd lose their sweetness which is why the lychees sweet part sits behind a hard shell. Everyone knows this to be true, but hardly anyone ever asks why...''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to stay sweet everyone, whether you're a girl or boy... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-7451281011903393544?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/7451281011903393544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=7451281011903393544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7451281011903393544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7451281011903393544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/05/real-fruit-y-quote.html' title='Real Fruit-y Quote'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-7447670256694617096</id><published>2008-05-13T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T21:30:20.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Mother</title><content type='html'>My mum and I spend so much time together that when it comes to special occassions like birthdays and mother's day, we don't really know what to do. So this mother's day, we (mum, sis and I) woke up at noon, chatted on the bed for quite some time, then went for lunch at Fish &amp;amp; Co. followed by a movie. Sounds like a regular Wednesday to me! (Except for the Fish &amp;amp; Co. part... I find that place a lil overpriced!) Then we watched Chelsea draw with Bolton :( and just chilled the rest of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum, I appreciate that I can joke wth you and that you basically taught me how to tell dirty jokes (its in our blood!). I like it when you say ''grades aren't everything'' when I barely passed my test or even sometimes when I fail! I like to spend your money, Hee... but the time I get to spend with you is priceless. And I love how you brought me and sis up the best way you know how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Belated Mother's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a seperate note, I went to collect my graduation gown with May Ann today. Hers was a lil too long and mine seemed a lil too big! The material ain't so nice and I expected it to have a sort of gloss to it, but it looks pretty dull. Then we went to West Mall where I met up with my dear cuz/hairdresser/make-up artist for my graduation day! Haha... Wanted to watch Iron Man again, but mum called to go Jurong Point, then called again to say she was going home, so I came home after that. I took 157 which means I would have to walk a longer distance home, and by the time I reached my doorstep, I was sweating by the bucketload! For me, its the humudity that kills me, not the heat! Windy/rainy season come quick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-7447670256694617096?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/7447670256694617096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=7447670256694617096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7447670256694617096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7447670256694617096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-mother.html' title='Oh Mother'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-1107942798274749483</id><published>2008-05-07T14:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T15:39:16.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick and slacking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dunno why... I never do anything and I fall sick! Can lack of movement cause you to fall sick? Haha... Yup, I have cough and phlegm problems. Thing is, mum has the exact same thing too! And the other day she bought exactly what I wanted (food) before I even told her! I said: ''stop doing that(being ''psychic'')! Man, we spend too much time together!!'' Not that that's bad... I always appreciate the time we spend together, and I appreciate it more when I'm not letting my tongue loose and pissing her off! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So on Saturday, Kal, En and I went to Marina Square. After our last paper, I kinda figured not all of us will meet up, and I'm right. I knew a certain &lt;em&gt;GiGi&lt;/em&gt; would be M.I.A, Jojo has a bf now so she's occupied and Sab just has her own plans. Relationships work both ways ya know... Anyway... I wanted to buy the Prince Caspian gala premiere tickets... (btw, the Prince Caspian guy, Ben Barnes is sooo cute!) Yu En had her paycheck and I shamelessly suggested she gave us a treat! So we went Swensens, ate our hearts out and she paid half the bill. Later, we just walked around and I made Yu En wear some cute dresses for fun! Three girls in a dressing room is too crowded! After that, walked around a bit more and then went home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197531754734306386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SCFXl93ARFI/AAAAAAAAAe0/XtAsReJEFek/s320/Copy+of+Pic+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, I haven't stepped out of the house. I've broken my record. Its been 3 1/2 days. I need to get out! Haha... I think I'm going for a movie later, so I'm finally getting out! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really cool dream this morning. But, it involved... Rob Scheider and me kinda making out. Funny huh? Of all the celebrities out there, he had to be the one making out with me. Why couldn't it be Ben Barnes? Haha... But this dream did make me think. Are appearances important at all? Initially, sure, they are. But should that affect your decision when you first start a relationship? Do let me know what you think, if you dare! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A Rob Scheider or a Ben Barnes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197531754734306370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SCFXl93AREI/AAAAAAAAAes/icyr6b68dgs/s320/schneider-7228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Have a good day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-1107942798274749483?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/1107942798274749483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=1107942798274749483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/1107942798274749483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/1107942798274749483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/05/sick-and-slacking.html' title='Sick and slacking...'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SCFXl93ARFI/AAAAAAAAAe0/XtAsReJEFek/s72-c/Copy+of+Pic+064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-3189821339901992764</id><published>2008-05-01T19:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T20:28:29.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May Day</title><content type='html'>Sun sets on a beautiful day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been slacking, watching TV. Now helping my mum to scan some stuff... Haiz, thought can just relax all the way! Hee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, my slacking days may well be over! Whether that's a cause for celebration or not, I'm not sure... I applied for a whole bunch of jobs and the only one that got back to me was a receptionist job at Jurong. Some German company that supplies ships at dock here with stuff, called Schaar+Niemeyer. The pay is $1400 with $200 transport fee, full time, 8-5, 5 1/2 workday with benefits. And its pretty close to home too. Just one bus and a 10 min walk inside. Not bad, considering its just a receptionist job. My sis isn't happy, cos it all sounds too simple. I have to answer calls, do some light paper work, etc... So far I went for one interview and I got another tomorrow, with THE BOSS!!! He's German... Haha... If he looks like Ballack, then good. If he looks like Schweinstegger (not sure of spelling) then &lt;em&gt;sian&lt;/em&gt;... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, gonna eat fried rice. We had nothing to eat, we didn't buy anything yesterday, so my mum just cooked whatever we had, which was rice! Hee... And that mini love story with Simon Cowell and his first crush is so cute! We hate Sayesha more than ever now. We only really like David Cook, but she keeps knocking people out! Argh, so frustrating....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And congrats to Chelsea for getting into the Champions League Finals! Chelsea haters must be pulling their hairs out now... But Abromovich must be happy man! Mum and I cried when Lampard scored the penalty and went to the ground. :( But also happy for him! And May Ann likes Fernando Torres and he scored for Liverpool! :( Btw, just so the 4/5 people know, May Ann returned her laptop to school, so that's why she's not updating...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here's proof of a beautiful day, taken  of the scenery outside my house. Imagine if a beach or a lake was there instead of a field....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195384520194409522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SBm2sd3ARDI/AAAAAAAAAek/nQ1tFYH4AZM/s320/Pic+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-3189821339901992764?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/3189821339901992764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=3189821339901992764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/3189821339901992764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/3189821339901992764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/05/may-day.html' title='May Day'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SBm2sd3ARDI/AAAAAAAAAek/nQ1tFYH4AZM/s72-c/Pic+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-3176507491493308603</id><published>2008-04-29T14:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T14:30:10.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho Hum...</title><content type='html'>Been lazy to update... I've actually been reading a whole lot! Read until lazy to turn on my com. Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the last time I updated, I haven't done terribly much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went bowling with Kal. Got a couple of spares and strikes! Our hands kinda ached though. And the alley was a lil too empty for my liking, but we got a lot of space!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday went out with May Ann. Wasn't feeling too well though, so I wasn't up for going too far. So I just went to her house for awhile (her dogs are... interesting) then West Mall then home. My sis finally got her driving license, so next goal for us would be to get a car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, mum and I made baked fish and chicken thigh! It was fun... Then we watched the Chelsea match. 2-1 man! A few people messaged me about the game, so it was nice that they remembered I was a Chelsea supporter! Mum and I found Drogba extremely irritating. He keeps falling down! Why don't you just go to London's acting school man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, we went to watch We Will Rock You again! Haha... courtesy of Singapore Pools. This time, we splurged and got the 3rd row seat! The audience was fantastic that night. I think they really got a good send off! At the end, my sis and I went right to the stage and got to slap a couple of the casts' hands! Mig was too far, but we got to see him real close when he ran past us! Hee... He's pretty short, but oh so cute! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's that. I've applied for so many jobs since then I've lost count! Cross my fingers and hope I get one soon! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-3176507491493308603?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/3176507491493308603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=3176507491493308603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/3176507491493308603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/3176507491493308603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/04/ho-hum.html' title='Ho Hum...'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-2941474816470722172</id><published>2008-04-23T00:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T00:32:59.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rather Productive Day</title><content type='html'>These days, I usually go to sleep at around 4.30+. I'd wake up at around 12+. I get more than enough sleep, so when its time for me to go to bed, I have a hard time falling asleep. So, in order to rectify this problem, I decided to get up earlier today (10.30) and stay fully awake until the Chelsea match at 2.30 which means I'll be sleeping at 5, then wake up at 9 and meet Kal later in the day. Ya know, the whole readjustment of the body clock thingy. I gave in and took a nap just now at 10+. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today is ''a rather productive day'' cos I painted! I hadn't painted since March 7 2007 and that was a simple black and white painting. This time I played with colours and I used stuff around the house: fork, toilet roll, rubber band and candle. I would take a picture of it and post it, but it was more of an experimental painting and therefore not particularly good. But, it did give me an idea for my next one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also did some housework, which is rare these days! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, my cousin Jessica came over to try and install Sims! It was unssuccessful though.. I didn't realize I had this many Sims games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I finally figured out how to put my blog name on the picture! Hee... Thanks Jess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192107928298996658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SA4Spt3AQ7I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/WuslzJvi7sU/s320/Pic+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked my reporting time for graduation today. I got an ''achievement in CCA, Bronze''. Pretty happy with that! I can't believe its happening.. Seems like only yesterday I was rushing for projects and hanging out with my girls, being stressed together and now its all over. Three years of my life for a piece of paper. Was it worth it? Guess I'll have to wait and see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-2941474816470722172?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/2941474816470722172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=2941474816470722172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2941474816470722172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2941474816470722172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/04/rather-productive-day.html' title='A Rather Productive Day'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SA4Spt3AQ7I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/WuslzJvi7sU/s72-c/Pic+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-8160693252740207659</id><published>2008-04-18T22:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T22:38:22.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Will Rock You!!</title><content type='html'>Yea! Rock rules man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, mum and I went to the Esplanade to watch the hit musical by Queen and Ben Elton. My sis bought the $97 tickets for us, courtesy of her civil servant performance bonus! However, they ''upgraded'' our seats to the more expensive one (I think its the $120 one) probably cos it was empty enough to bump everyone up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out with a chilling light show and a rockin' guitar solo! And since Singaporeans are notoriously non-participant in most shows, I say we did pretty well! The show rocked so well that it got everyone inside standing up, singing and clapping their hands, altogether chanting &lt;em&gt;We Will Rock You!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its an incredible show, with a good mix of comedy and drama. The music is... sensational and the actors... I can't believe they do this every night. Respect man... you guys give your body and voice to the performance and you guys rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My souvenirs from the show...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190593977626537090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SAixuMG2LII/AAAAAAAAAdI/SQBYnT_mr6s/s320/IMG_5220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have I used ''rock''? Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally have this celebrity crush on Mig Ayesa. Some of you might know him as a finalist on Rockstar:INXS. He's just cute adorable Mig to me now. Haha... He's Australian but his American accent in the show is pretty convincing and he's just so darn likeable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190593969036602466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SAixtsG2LGI/AAAAAAAAAc4/xQZTr1KpB5Q/s320/mig2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190593973331569778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SAixt8G2LHI/AAAAAAAAAdA/u_gKzYVl-Dk/s320/mig4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I think I'm gonna watch my sister bake some cookies. I got worried when she wanted to melt chocolate directly in the pan instead of surrounded by water... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-8160693252740207659?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/8160693252740207659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=8160693252740207659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/8160693252740207659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/8160693252740207659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-will-rock-you.html' title='We Will Rock You!!'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SAixuMG2LII/AAAAAAAAAdI/SQBYnT_mr6s/s72-c/IMG_5220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-5704252610004762276</id><published>2008-04-14T13:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T14:46:05.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Funnest Week!</title><content type='html'>I went Sentosa on Thursday! Boy, was that day fun. It really goes to show that you can have fun in Singapore... If ya got money! F.Y.I. My mum's wallet took a serious blow this week... Lucky for that $250 she won in 4D mid week! :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hadn't woken up this early in weeks. On Thursday, I had to wake up at 7.30. We (me, mum and my uncle) left the house close to 9 and took a cab to Vivo. Had breakfast, then took the ''train'' to Sentosa. First stop of the day: The Luge! Its fun man. We took the package deal, $18 for 3 rides. We had to take this lift to the starting point, which gives you a pretty cool view of Sentosa. It won't be fun if you're afraid of heights of course. Our legs were dangling at about 8 storeys in the air! The ride down on the Luge was super fun. They take a picture of you and somehow, you'll be smiling! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188987075742280642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SAL8QMG2K8I/AAAAAAAAAbo/-KETEkJuIiM/s320/sentosa+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188987080037247954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SAL8QcG2K9I/AAAAAAAAAbw/Ku7tb98nr38/s320/sentosa+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Then it was off to the museum for a history of Singapore. The tour was alright, but I got freaked out by the was figures. They were scarily ugly and they can be still one second and move the next. Part of the interactive exhibit I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188987080037247970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SAL8QcG2K-I/AAAAAAAAAb4/YtRDgznKZ8I/s320/sentosa+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188987080037247986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SAL8QcG2K_I/AAAAAAAAAcA/m1H6PMwOHH8/s320/sentosa+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that, it was back to Vivo for a lil walking around, shopping and a movie at GV Max: Street Kings. I was a lil tired by then so I fell asleep in the middle...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was raining by the time the movie ended, so we hung out, shopped some more and later took a cab to... The Singapore Flyer! Taxi drivers get to go for free and their family members, moi, get 25% off! We had Popeyes (I love Popeyes) before getting on for the 30 minute ride with a panoramic view of Singapore's Marina Bay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188987496649075714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SAL8osG2LAI/AAAAAAAAAcI/MjMNffJTbRY/s320/flyer+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188987505239010322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SAL8pMG2LBI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/TiVCjAASBa4/s320/flyer+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188987505239010338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SAL8pMG2LCI/AAAAAAAAAcY/DgnFzc8t4sM/s320/flyer+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188987513828944946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SAL8psG2LDI/AAAAAAAAAcg/83YEhbjmf3w/s320/flyer+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Phew! It was close to 11 by the time the activities ended, but not before we took a tour of Singapore's... red light district! Geylang is pretty interesting at night... We saw a lot of different kinds of men and women and I just couldn't help but be sad when I think of what the girls have to do inside those private houses. Especially since all the men that go to those places... Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was close to midnight by the time we stumbled back home. Watched American Idol then went to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, me, my sis, my uncle, his friend and mum cooked dinner! Our guests were my sis' bf, my cousin and his gf and another cousin and his wife. We slaved the afternoon away but everyone enjoyed the dinner. I even made pineapple-orange sorbet! Nothing beats good food, good company and good stories!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188987973390445634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SAL9EcG2LEI/AAAAAAAAAco/VCHm5qwUYh0/s320/dinner+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188987973390445650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SAL9EcG2LFI/AAAAAAAAAcw/fhqwD-TFcW4/s320/dinner+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ending of my funnest week was with tears and a mad dash to The Esplanade! I sent my uncle off to a teary goodbye on Sunday, followed by rushing to buy Popeyes, then driving against the speed limit to send my sister off to a show 'We Will Rock You' at The Esplanade. She was late, so when we dropped her off, she took off her shoe and ran in! Haha... people were staring at her... She was still late, but they let her and her bf in 5 min later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's the end of a fun week. Now I'm seriously trying to find a job! Hee... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-5704252610004762276?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/5704252610004762276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=5704252610004762276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/5704252610004762276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/5704252610004762276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/04/funnest-week.html' title='The Funnest Week!'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/SAL8QMG2K8I/AAAAAAAAAbo/-KETEkJuIiM/s72-c/sentosa+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-4297725391905436688</id><published>2008-04-09T00:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T00:31:22.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went out with May Ann today. Man, I think the last time we hung out alone together, just the two of us was last year! Anyway, it was a pretty fun day. We started out eating ice cream at Holland Village. A place called Cold Rock. You can pick your flavours and they mix it with a topping of your choice. I choice peanut butter and chocolate chip mixed with cookie dough! It was pretty nice, chewy and sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186910422656123218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R_ubjEgwgVI/AAAAAAAAAag/N6F8pv1MWII/s320/DSC00014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186910426951090530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R_ubjUgwgWI/AAAAAAAAAao/MdpwAFauQ_g/s320/DSC00020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to go Bugis Junction. I wanted to take neoprint... From Holland Village, we took bus 7 to Clementi, thinking if we took mrt there it'd be faster. So when we got to Clementi, we realised that bus 7 actually goes to Bugis! So we took the bus back. It was only about half an hour, so I guess it was pretty fast. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186911955959448002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R_uc8UgwgcI/AAAAAAAAAbY/amkmEGBlz7A/s320/DSC00030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Upon reaching there, we went straight to take our neoprints. After that, a bout of shopping (stuff from The Face Shop) followed by dinner. I had some spaghetti at the food court which wasn't very nice and not really worth my money... We hung out after that. A place called Rockery on the first floor. I ordered a peach smoothie. It looked like some ice blended shit. And it tasted horrible. I think they put oo much syrup of something. Needless to say, I did &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; enjoy it! I accompanied May Ann until about 7 then I took off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186910431246057858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R_ubjkgwgYI/AAAAAAAAAa4/fyaF1sdNZis/s320/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;peach ''smoothie'' &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186912316736700882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R_udRUgwgdI/AAAAAAAAAbg/JdawyarAuM4/s320/DSC00052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relatives were playing mahjong at my place, so I stayed in my room the whole night.... Tommorow I'm supposed to go Sentosa with my uncle who's visiting from Australia. I seriously hope my mum comes along. I've never spent much alone time with him before, and I hope it won't be too awkward! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186911273059647890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R_ucUkgwgZI/AAAAAAAAAbA/nl7WfScLK7k/s320/DSC00044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186911273059647906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R_ucUkgwgaI/AAAAAAAAAbI/HU9TX1Watk8/s320/DSC00046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-4297725391905436688?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/4297725391905436688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-9204755795262065404</id><published>2008-03-31T23:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T00:59:50.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slacking is an art...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slacking is an art, well,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;not everyone can do it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It takes patience &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'less you kick the bucket.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You learn to wake up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;at ten-thirty,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and take a shower &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;before you become dirty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feeding is essential&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to a slacker's survival,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so he/she does it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;like they're at some carnival.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hard work never killed anyone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but why take the risk?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're only twenty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;go put on a compact disc...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enjoy life while you can,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe smoke some kif!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or before you know it,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you've become a working stiff.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will find a job,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm just taking my time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meanwhile I'll just stick&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to working on my rhyme...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Another random poem... Sometimes I just like to sit down at my computer, rhyming dictionary in hand, clear my head and just write about whatever comes to which, currently, is slacking... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183947689790832930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R_EU9UgwgSI/AAAAAAAAAaI/xaVU6nH6nlU/s320/messageboard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I also just finished my marathon session of watching season 3 of ''24''. Man, is Jack Bauer cool or what? Or is Kiefer Sutherland cool? Erm.. they're &lt;strong&gt;both&lt;/strong&gt; cool! In this 3rd season, there's a new cahracter by the name of Chase Edmunds who's played by James Badge Dale. Man, I was just waiting for a shot of his torso, but the only small shot is when he was tortured, and its only a lil bit... :) Another thing about this show is that almost every episode, which is every hour, a cahracter whether main or not, will die. Haha.. eventually I got so used to it until there was one point I went ''oh, another one'' and ''well, its about time''! But seriously, killing is not cool, unless it is done by a very sexy CTU agent and it is fictional... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jack and Chase in action!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183948746352787762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R_EV60gwgTI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/WuePLIwOf90/s320/ChaseJack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very &lt;em&gt;sexy&lt;/em&gt; Chase Edmunds&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183949047000498498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R_EWMUgwgUI/AAAAAAAAAaY/vlnD1lJL_pk/s320/chase3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-9204755795262065404?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/9204755795262065404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=9204755795262065404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/9204755795262065404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/9204755795262065404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/03/slacking-is-art.html' title='Slacking is an art...'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R_EU9UgwgSI/AAAAAAAAAaI/xaVU6nH6nlU/s72-c/messageboard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-4070034310500683723</id><published>2008-03-27T15:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T15:52:00.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore vs Lebanon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Singapore won! 2-0!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its from my phone, so its a lil blur...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182324720433922306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R-tQ4EgwgQI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/L5Q-hSnDx_M/s320/26032008092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I admit that I don't really know a vast majority of the Singapore players (except Lionel Lewis and Nur Alam Shah) and I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; don't know any of the Lebanese players, but this was my first live football match! And Singapore won! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was entertaining and the crowd around me was pretty cool. I was seated at the grandstand and on the opposite side was the proper cheerers. You know, those hardcors kind? Anyway, they were making a hell lot of noise and my side only made noise in the second half. ''Noise'' meaning mostly complaining... Like one point the referee made a stupid mistake and we were all ''referee kayu''! The lebanese players kept falling down so there was a lot of ''don't bedeh'' and ''stop wasting time'', which eventually turned into ''boos'' the next time they took the ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that match, my entire family went to eat at Boon Tong Kee and played stupid but fun ''name the country and names'' games. Then it was home and a Germany vs Switzerland match at 3.40! Germany won! 4-0! Pretty good to see the german team together again... can't wait for Euro 2008! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-4070034310500683723?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/4070034310500683723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=4070034310500683723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4070034310500683723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4070034310500683723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/03/singapore-vs-lebanon.html' title='Singapore vs Lebanon'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R-tQ4EgwgQI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/L5Q-hSnDx_M/s72-c/26032008092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-6590913950476814909</id><published>2008-03-24T23:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T00:07:35.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>After roughly 3 days and about 20-odd hours of driving, I'm back! We spent about 2 days in Cameron Highlands and on the last day, we drove down to Melacca for a lil shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;1st night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trip started off at 11+ on Thursday night. Everyone gathered and we had supper at Jurong West St 91. So we only drove into Malaysia at around 1.30+. We went so late partly cos we wanted to beat the jam. I guess you could say we did. So anyway, we stayed at my cousin Ruyi's house in Kulai for the night and set out for Cameron the next morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;1st Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stumbled into Cameron mid-afternoon, settled into our apartment, shared by 12 adults, with only 2 toilets and a pretty pathetic kitchen. After that, we went for a controversial dinner at the hotel's restaurant and then headed for the night market. Nothing much to shop there, just vegetables, fruits, plants, knick-nacks and plenty of strawberries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;2nd Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up pretty early, walked down to a local market and bought some snacks. Against our will, we were forced to walk 2km++ to Boh tea plantation. &lt;em&gt;(It's a long story there... )&lt;/em&gt; All 10 of us got pretty pissed off, cos it was my aunt and uncle's idea to walk, but we made a bad situation good! We took our time and sang songs and enjoyed the scenery! After that, we went to some cactus farm, which also had other plants. Oh, and there were strawberries too. Even a whole shop filled with strawberries stuff. We then went back, took a shower and went for dinner at a sweet small restaurant. Went home, had some vodka-sprite to warm ourselves, watched TV, played cards and went to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;3rd Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Checked out at around 8, went for breakfast, drove about 4 hours to Melacca. Had a lovely lunch: &lt;strong&gt;chicken rice balls!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Love those chicken rice balls... even bought a shirt that said I love them! Shopped there for only about 3 hours, but thoroughly enjoyed it, then went for dinner. It was a pretty quiet dinner, but alright. I always have stomach issues when travelling, and I didn't have much appetite. After that, we travelled another 3-4 hours or so and then we were home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181339944562491586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R-fROkgwgMI/AAAAAAAAAZY/r19SqO8Jb3M/s320/c-m+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181339966037328098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R-fRP0gwgOI/AAAAAAAAAZo/KUX1dakClyI/s320/c-m+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181339970332295410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R-fRQEgwgPI/AAAAAAAAAZw/WpK5ZAuEKaA/s320/c-m+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181339961742360786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R-fRPkgwgNI/AAAAAAAAAZg/7JwuVyADfHs/s320/c-m+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it was a pretty alright trip, I liked the drive and most of the company... :) Did a lil shopping, enjoyed the cool weather of Cameron and tolerated the sweltering heat of Melacca! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vacation over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-6590913950476814909?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/6590913950476814909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=6590913950476814909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6590913950476814909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6590913950476814909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R-fROkgwgMI/AAAAAAAAAZY/r19SqO8Jb3M/s72-c/c-m+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-4696385448326694336</id><published>2008-03-19T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T23:14:29.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation time again!</title><content type='html'>Leaving for vacation tomorrow... Me and my extended family are gonna drive up to Cameron Highlands. This trip was totally unexpected. After I came back from Vietnam, my mum and aunts and uncles were talking about it, but I didn't think that we'd actually go. Then last Sunday when we went to my uncle Eddy's house to pray my grandfather, they just confirmed they were going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am on the eve of another vacation. Sweetness! My 2nd vacation in about 3 weeks! Totally unexpected... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, gotta go pack now. Take care ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-4696385448326694336?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/4696385448326694336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=4696385448326694336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4696385448326694336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4696385448326694336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/03/leaving-for-vacation-tomorrow.html' title='Vacation time again!'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-1330065543999301862</id><published>2008-03-19T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T00:21:50.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kbox again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R9_p5tB3kmI/AAAAAAAAAZI/3e7xlfcBEEo/s1600-h/DSC08230.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Went Kbox (Cineleisure) yesterday with my lovely cousins... Had a good 4 hours or so singing our hearts out in that room until the machine cut us off cos our time ran out! Haha... Wanted to do some shopping, but in the end, the only thing I bought was Mrs Field's cookies. All because I saw some guy in a movie eat cookies, then I got a craving to eat cookies too. I get weird cravings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girls weren't ready when this picture was taken! Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179115278343574130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R9_p59B3knI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/vgRcz12mFIg/s320/DSC08231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today slacked at home watching the first season of The O.C. Then later went to meet mum at West Mall to watch Spiderwick Chronicles. Mum was late again so I wanted to buy either Lime or First magazine to read. The shop didn't have either! So I just bought Elle magazine. I don't really know why I bought it... Anyway, I wanted to buy First cos my recent movie knowledge was outdated cos of the travelling and slacking that I've been doing. My cousins (unknowingly)reminded me of this when we were deciding what movie to watch (we didn't watch any in the end) and they were asking me what a couple of movies were about. I didn't know! Usually I wouldn't have much of a problem telling people, but I blanked out yesterday! This isn't really important, but since I'm so free these days, I might as well brush up on my movie knowledge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Be kind to the environment!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-1330065543999301862?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/1330065543999301862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=1330065543999301862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/1330065543999301862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/1330065543999301862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/03/kbox-again.html' title='Kbox again...'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R9_p59B3knI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/vgRcz12mFIg/s72-c/DSC08231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-3048725306559539312</id><published>2008-03-15T12:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T13:38:55.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Movie Day!</title><content type='html'>Yup, I watched 2 movies in 1 day! Yesterday, Friday, I got my final semester results. My mum didn't know about it until we were on our way to Vivo. When she found out I passed everything, (YEAH MAN!!!) she said ''ok, let's celebrate!'' So we tried to go for the Gold Class movie which was ''Horton Hears A Who''. But they were only left with the first row, so we decided to just watch the same movie at GV Max. After that movie, we wanted to see if there was another movie we could watch. ''Spiderwick Chronicles'' was our next choice, but they didn't have good seats for that, unless we watched the midnight show, which my mum didn't want. So we ended up watching ''No Country For Old Men'', cos it won for best picture at this year's Oscars. BIG mistake. In movies, I find the Scottish and Irish accents pretty hard to understand. Next is the old type of American accent. You know, those Texan-like accent where they drag out the ending of every word, the kind you see in those ''cowboy'' movies. Anyway, the whole film was in that accent and it barely had any music in it. A lot of violence and a lot of long pauses and I kinda lost my concentration in the end. For me, if I have to concentrate on a film instead of being just naturally drawn into it, I don't think its a very well made film. I don't know why it won for best picture. But then again, maybe I just don't get it! I think Atonement should have won... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My results certainly weren't top-notch. But, I managed to pass everything, which was what I was aiming for anyway. The good thing about my parents is that they aren't particular on what type of grades I should have. They're just happy as long as I pass! My dad even said ''fail 1 or 2 also never mind''. My mum reminded him that if I did fail, I would have to stay back another 6 months or so! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toilet is my friend. Ever since I was sick, I've been having what I call ''backside vomit''. Its like actual vomit, but from the back! Haha... You know the kind when you feel it coming and you have no control over it and it just comes out however it wants to come out! I go to the toilet about 4 times a day now to do that and the result always looks weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like today is another just slacking at home... I'm enjoying myself! I love to stay at home, but only if I go out once in a while. I got food, drinks and entertainment in the form of movies, karaoke and Sims! I like to read, and when there's no one at home, I can concentrate better... Over 60 channels of cable TV to browse... and there's a Chelsea match tonight! What more could I ask for? Haha... The way I see it is, I better appreciate all the free time I have now, slack all I want to, before I actually find a job and become a working stiff for the rest of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's my interpretation...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-3048725306559539312?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/3048725306559539312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=3048725306559539312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/3048725306559539312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/3048725306559539312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/03/double-movie-day.html' title='Double Movie Day!'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-4769743209389021087</id><published>2008-03-12T13:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T14:33:23.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vietnam!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I returned home from my trip from Vietnam on Saturday, around evening time. Woke up close to the afternoon on Sunday, watched a movie, came home and relaxed, was too lazy to update my blog. The next day, I don't know why, but I got seriously sick! I felt like vomitting everytime I sat up and at one point I couldn't really walk! My head felt like it was about to drop off and my whole body felt like there were tiny elves just hammering away! What made it worse was that I had my period too! Ladies, I know ya'll can sympathize with me... :) I thought I could wake up, make myself lunch, then update my blog and play my Sims. Instead, I spent the whole day just lying down because that was the only way I felt comfortable! Then yesterday, Monday, I still wasn't feeling too well, which is why it took me until now, 3+ days after my return, to update my blog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what happened on my trip to Vietnam. I went with my Uncle and Aunty, Dad and 4 of my cousins… We went to 2 places: Ho Chih Minh and Nha Trang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;1st Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Met at Budget Terminal, which is a far cry from our other terminals, ate lunch and prepared to leave. This is my first time taking a budget flight and it got delayed! I think it’s something to do with the flight schedule for the pilots and flight attendants, cos the pilot didn’t sound too happy. Anyway, after about a half hour delay, I took a flight for the first time with my cousins! Previously, we’ve all taken flights separately, so this is the first time for me with them! Taking a budget flight isn’t too bad. It’s just a little more cramped, they don’t serve food, and the stewardesses aren’t too pretty. When we reached, we checked our bags temporarily into a hotel called Liberty 2 and went to eat at a place called Pho 2000. It’s the best food I had in Vietnam! Pho is a soup-y noodle with either beef, chicken or pork. I had the chicken on and ice milk coffee. Vietnamese coffee is the best man. Its fresh and has a real aromatic taste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176737970995564946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R9d3wdB3kZI/AAAAAAAAAXg/8bnfVCHswKw/s320/1st+day.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, we took a 7-ish hour train ride to Nha Trang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176737979585499554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R9d3w9B3kaI/AAAAAAAAAXo/UIEMuw-ImU4/s320/1st+1.5+day.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;2nd Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;In Nha Trang, we stayed at a wonderful 6-star (according to my uncle and aunt) hotel called Vinpearl. Its actually a resort and spa and you have to take a ‘’speedboat’’ to it. The entire island is the resort and spa, so its very nice, quiet and private. We checked into our rooms and then went swimming! The water was damn cold, both in the sea and the swimming pool. In the sea, I went a little too far and panicked when my feet couldn’t reach the bottom. The strong waves made it difficult for me to get my feet back to the bottom, but luckily I had my trusty cousins to help me! I got pretty tanned that day... After that, we went to a water park where we all got our butts seriously injured after taking a few rides that totally slammed our butts to the floor of the slides! Then we went to the aquarium, it’s like a mini version of our Underwater World. After that was a ride which we all thought would be pretty easy to take. I was even thinking of taking a couple pictures while it brought us up, but as soon as it started spinning, I had to grab onto the railings for dear life! That’s the thing about the local Vietnamese, they’re so not kiasi (scared of dying). The guy did not tell me to hold on to the railings, nor were there safety belts for us, when the ride took us up about 5 stories and constantly spun us around! Haha… my cousin vomited a little. After that, we were all a little tired, so we had dinner at a real nice Italian restaurant and went back to sleep! I was so tired that my Dad’s snoring did not bother me one bit! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176738941658173954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R9d4o9B3kgI/AAAAAAAAAYY/uVx0jcG_Jfw/s320/vinpearl+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176738945953141266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R9d4pNB3khI/AAAAAAAAAYg/gmKhsqbN_u0/s320/vinpearl+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;3rd Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We went back to the mainland and stayed at a rather haunted-looking hotel called Dream Hotel. It had a pretty decent view, but due to… administrative problems, none of the kids got that one room. All of us did manage to stay beside each other though... I don't really remember what happened after that. But based on my pictures, we went for a little unvolunteered sightseeing and then dinner and shopping. I think it was this day that we had a &lt;strong&gt;2.6 million&lt;/strong&gt;... dong dinner! Haha... That's about SGD$260 for 8 adults, so its not that bad. We all laughed at the most ''expensive'' meal we ever had! I didn't really enjoy the meal, cos it was full of things I didn't like to eat. Like crab, some weird lobster porridge and *gulp* lobster sashimi. I promptly spit that out as soon as it went in my mouth! :) After that, we walked around, shopped a lil' bit, then sat at a cute lil' culture place and sipped tea in their very nice and cozy garden...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176738155679158722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R9d37NB3kcI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ra9HDhCR_iU/s320/nha+trang+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;4th day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on a boat trip this day. The boat was filled with people, which I found to be too many... but we met some realy nice people there. My dad made good friends with these 2 Australian guys who turned out to be ex navy and air force people! When one of my cousin got cut when she was coming out of the water, the navy guy gave her some helpful tips on how to clean the wound... so cool. There was a cool English dude with his girlfriend, who did not like football! All the English people I've met don't seem to like football! Haha... This was also the first time I swam in deep sea. We were supposed to see corals, but apparently the sun wasn't bright enough to see the corals below us. :( After the trip, we went back, got ourselves showered and went for dinner. Dinner was pretty good. There was fish, something I am familiar with, and I learned to eat crab (claws) and oysters! After dinner, we did a lot more shopping... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176738155679158738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R9d37NB3kdI/AAAAAAAAAYA/6GkKlqp7au4/s320/nha+trang+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;5th day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we went for more unvolunteered sightseeing and a tiny bit more shopping, before it was back on the train ride to Ho Chih Minh. I enjoyed the train ride a tiny bit more this time. Jixiang sacrificed himself and slept on the floor while the rest of us got our own bunks. I read quite a bit while my cousin played &lt;em&gt;tai ti&lt;/em&gt; (?). I slept so comfortably until I was rudely awoken by my uncle just banging away on the door... sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;6th day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached our 3rd hotel at about 4 in the morning and just crashed in the lobby. We were all dead tired cos we only got about 3+ hours of sleep... We only checked in about 9 in the morning then took a shower and did more shopping! The girls and I got some alone time and we had a pleasant break from the adults!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we managed to squeeze in a lil' more shopping before we had to leave for our flight at 2.10. This time, it wasn't delayed and we arrived on time. When we finally touched down in Singapore, I spent over $100 on liquor! And when I saw my mum, I hugged her until she could barely stand straight! I tole her some pretty touching words! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176738933068239330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R9d4odB3keI/AAAAAAAAAYI/ID2bzpLavlo/s320/DSC07930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some other things that didn't really fit in anywhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Dad and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176737983880466866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R9d3xNB3kbI/AAAAAAAAAXw/xWOm8qeQrAc/s320/dad+n+i.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hotels...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176738937363206642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R9d4otB3kfI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/xJNAPzdv5Y0/s320/hotels.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Scenery... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176740152838951458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R9d5vdB3kiI/AAAAAAAAAYo/osFtx6RD8bo/s320/scenery+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176740157133918770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R9d5vtB3kjI/AAAAAAAAAYw/014H3eea050/s320/scenery+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Food... they give vegetables like its free over there!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176740157133918786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R9d5vtB3kkI/AAAAAAAAAY4/1UpEQhFbjmM/s320/food.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wonderfully cute animals (and some creepy fishes) that I met over there! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176740161428886098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R9d5v9B3klI/AAAAAAAAAZA/uZ3taMAl8u4/s320/animals.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew! Update is done! I'm still feeling a lil' sick, still feeling like I wanna vomit, but with a lil' rest from the computer, I think I should be fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-4769743209389021087?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/4769743209389021087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=4769743209389021087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4769743209389021087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/4769743209389021087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/03/vietnam.html' title='Vietnam!'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R9d3wdB3kZI/AAAAAAAAAXg/8bnfVCHswKw/s72-c/1st+day.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-2053892308584213942</id><published>2008-03-01T13:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T23:58:32.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brithday, Chalet</title><content type='html'>Just came back from my class chalet not long ago. Writing this now on the eve of my vacation to Vietnam. I haven't even packed yet! Its so unlike me cos I usually pack real early... I like to be organized and prepared, sue me... :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I celebrated May Ann's birthday. All the gang came to my house where they played mahjong and poker. Before that, we blew out a cake for May Ann. They all didn't really like it.. I dunno if its cos its a cheesecake (which I thought most peple would like) or that it was one of those frozen cheeskecakes from the supermarket! Hee... I didn't have time to go get a proper one and I was on budget cos of my chalet and vacation! So, May Ann left at around 10.30 and the rest stayed until 2am. I was dead tired by the time they left cos I had to clear up the mess and finish packing for my chalet. Anyway, it was a rather fun time. Here's a picture...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172661631583992082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R8j8WRXbORI/AAAAAAAAAWg/a13adAJrQN0/s320/Pic+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My class chalet started the very next day. On Wednesday, Yu En came over around 1.30 to help me carry some drinks. They were pretty heavy so I'm real glad she came over to help! After that, we took a train and ''picked CL up'' at Redhill. The train journey was very long and I was so not used to it. So we reached Tampiness interchange and met up with Kal. Went to the chalet offie to register, after which I called Shereen. She said that she can't go out that night cos she was not allowed. Wtf. At that point. we were all a lil pissed with her cos its not the first time this kinda thing happens. After that we were pretty &lt;em&gt;sian of things&lt;/em&gt; already. Cos so many people weren't coming or were reluctant to come, then now another&lt;strong&gt; girl&lt;/strong&gt; cancels on us. Anyway, Kal, CL and Yu En went to Marina Square to eat dinner. We thought we could catch a movie but we didn't arrive on time. At dinner, I payed slightly more again, and I think my girls should know who payed the least... &lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;. After dinner, we walked around then went to kbox. Sang until 3am, walked over to Esplanade, sat there and took some nice pics, then walked to Merlion then to Lau Pa Sat. By the time we got there, it was a lil boring already. There were supposed to be more of us, plus I was tired so didn't have to energy to keep the conversations going. I told En and CL that they should totally talk more cos I can't be the only one who keeps talking! Haha... so we sat there and stoned in silence, waiting for the public transport to start up. We didn't realize that just around the corner, there was a much more comfortable place with fans and football! Damn! So we bought some Dim Sum and sat there till about 6 when we went back to the chalet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172661635878959394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R8j8WhXbOSI/AAAAAAAAAWo/fhB46Nm8vpY/s320/Pic+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172661640173926706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R8j8WxXbOTI/AAAAAAAAAWw/04NIGIErIPk/s320/Pic+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172661687418566978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R8j8ZhXbOUI/AAAAAAAAAW4/WomKJmQMbyI/s320/Pic+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172662288713988450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R8j88hXbOWI/AAAAAAAAAXI/6M-saPfhmaQ/s320/Pic+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way back, CL was getting on my nerves. We were discussing whether or not to go get the fresh food that morning or wait for Kal to go and get it later. I would suggest something, she suggest something else, then after some silence, she would suggest something again and we would be back to square one! The whole trip was like that.She really is one of those ''say a lot but never do anything'' kinda person. Normally, I would be more tolerant of her style, but I was tired, grumpy, and completely annoyed from the rash that I was having! So I apologize for snapping at you CL, but you gotta learn to have more initiative and be more quick in your thinking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we went back to the chalet, we slept and later met up with Kal, Shereen, Ming Kuan and Fu Cai to go Tampiness Mall NTUC to get our BBQ stuff. MK was worried about his exam results which made me worry at that moment too! I wasn't even thinking about it until they started talking about it! Anyway, I hope and pray that I'll do fine. Once we got back, the boys got settled and we played some Monopoly. Halfway through, I wanted to eat dinner so I let Hafiz play. He played for the rest of the night. GV was also having their BBQ night so a bunch of us popped in to visit them. I think it was also this day that we all learned about the JI terrorist on the loose. The news then later mentioned something about Changi, which was pretty scary cos we were there! We could see police here and there and that night, I made an extra effort to make sure the door was locked! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172662293008955762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R8j88xXbOXI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/KVRSOvv1W5Y/s320/Pic+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Leap Year Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Thursday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next day was our BBQ day. Shereen and En had to go off for a pre-trip school thing and Kal had to go off for her organ lesson. I was left with.. CL again! This time, I didn't bother to make conversations so the morning was pretty quiet. JX was sleeping so it was just the 2 of us in the hall. I transferred some pictues, played a lot of solitaire, took a walk on the beach then took a nap. By the time I woke up, the rest of my class were coming back soon. I took a shower, but didn't realise I forgot my towel until I was done! I was practically sreaming for someone to help me get my towel. They were either in the kitchen or sleeping. Finally, En came to my rescue by which time I was practically dry already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we started our BBQ at around 6. Only started cooking stuff close to 7. Our fire kept dying out and we had to constantly re-ignite it. Some more people came later on, including Siyu, Jojo and Mr Tan Aik Nan. The food that we bought turned out to be just nice. Not much left over at all! The fire gave up on us, which was when JX, JS and the rest decided to use the microwave to cook the chicken! It turned out to be nicer! Kal, Shereen and me fetched Siyu off in Kal's family car. After that, we went to buy some ice cream. The petrol station had so many people and I was dressed in my house clothes smelling like BBQ. I felt uncomfortable man... After the BBQ, we just slacked, played a lil Monopoly and I went to bed earlier (around 3+) cos I didn't feel like playing anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures are with my friend, so it might be a while before I get them... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up later than I expected. I was brushed up and packed within half an hour! Called the chalet people to check out, loaded our stuff into Kal's car, then left out chalet for the last time. Phew! Kal fetched us to Pasir Ris MRT and it was raining steadily by the time we got ther. Yu En and I stood at the car boot when, no surprise, CL and Jojo stood under the shelter of the bus stop while we got our stuff. Got on the pretty empty train where the 2 small ones sat opposite me and En. We were pretty quiet through most of the trip. I think we were more tired than sick of each other!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172662297303923074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R8j89BXbOYI/AAAAAAAAAXY/mo2ivmWzKXU/s320/Pic+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's a wrap!&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/9081751729920556620-2053892308584213942?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/2053892308584213942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=2053892308584213942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2053892308584213942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2053892308584213942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/03/brithday-chalet.html' title='Brithday, Chalet'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R8j8WRXbORI/AAAAAAAAAWg/a13adAJrQN0/s72-c/Pic+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-1151572030072005398</id><published>2008-02-22T15:38:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T12:07:09.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Triple Celebration!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, my exams, stupid projects, etc, are FINALLY OVER!!! Now I can finally breathe properly and have a good night's rest... But my school life is also over... :( I'll miss spending time with you girls! I could not have gone through Poly without all of you! Looking forward to the chalet! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, after my last paper on Tuesday, I've been going out doing stuff for the past 3 days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;After the paper, which I could have done much better, I needed to pee badly. So I went with 3 of my friends to the loo. There's usually 6 of us in a group, and by the time I came out, there was only 4 of us. The 2 small ones walked away with the crowd. Maybe they didn't see us... Hee... Anyway, it was a lil' sad cos that was our last day of school and we all split up so suddenly. I wanted to have a drink at the canteen at least, cos the next day not all of us could make it for the &lt;em&gt;proposed&lt;/em&gt; celebration. But we all split up and I decided not to get worked up about it, its just not nice. So after that, I went to meet mum and waited about an hour for her. We then went to Orchard to watch ''P.S. I Love You''. I wanted to eat someplace different, but we ended up eating at the food court. Never mind, the chicken rice was pretty good! And the movie was great too. I was tearing up a few times and I managed to control until only 1 tear came out! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Met Cai Ling, Yu En and Kalthoum at Vivocity to watch Jumper. I'd already watched Jumper but I didn't mind watching it again. It could've been better, but the effects and charismatic actors made up for the lack of information! We wacthed it at GV Max and I swear I'd never seen that theatre so empty before. I think there was only a 30% occupancy at most! But before that, Cai Ling, Yu En and I went to this Japenese restaurant to eat a rather hurried lunch, cos we were rushing to catch our show. The food was great... And the view was pretty good too cos we got a window seat. I wonder what they're building opposite at Sentosa... Anyway, after the show, we walked around Vivo looking at stuff and then went home. This was the only picture that I remembered to take. There was some more, but my phone's having a little problem with the transfer of pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169848224522816882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R779kbVdzXI/AAAAAAAAAVw/zNi5cGNlESI/s320/Pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. This day had a lot of firsts in it! I woke up at about 11, slacked in front of the TV until mum went off to work. Played Sims, watched American Idol (this year's winner is so gonna be a guy! Go Michael! Or if its a girl, either Carly or Amanda...), then got ready to go to Jess' house. My cousins and I were gonna have a sleepover, so we went there first to put our stuff down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (me Ruyi and Jac) took a cab to meet Jess at Clarke Quay. Jess wanted to eat so we sat at Mac first. There, Jac and I discovered we forgot to bring our IDs!!! So Ruyi went to meet her friends first at MOS, while the rest of us went back to Jess' house. We gave Jac a complete makeover from that ridiculous pair of jeans she was wearing to a retro looking outfit! Then we took another cab back to MOS. We gave Ruyi a big hug cos by the time we got there at 12+, it was her birthday! Happy 19th! We all gave her a kiss on the cheek... :) I had my first screwdriver (drink) and Martell straight up. We were playing drinking games with Ruyi's bunch of about 5 guy friends. I helped my cousins drink a lil' cos Ruyi felt like puking and Jess was really high already! Needless to say, I did NOT like the Martell by itself. I also didn't like 1 of Ruyi's friends who said something offensive when he didn't even know me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another first is my first puff. Yep, Ruyi was ''kind'' enough to offer me her bud and I took a puff. I didn't feel or taste anything... I think I did it wrong. Hee... I don't intend on doing it anyway, I like my skin the way it is now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the toilet so many times I lost track! One time, we bumped into this girl with a ''barely there'' outfit. She was standing outside a stall while her friend was peeing with the door open! I wasn't expecting it and saw her red underwear. *widens eyes* I quickly walked out after that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went dancing! The dance floor was pretty empty. I prefer it when it's packed... I had so much space I could do the hustle! Ha... On the dance floor I had my first ''dance partner''. The dude looked about late twenties or early thirties and apparently indian, according to my cousins. He appeared something else to me, but I couldn't really tell.. Anyway, it was the first time I had... &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; rub against me! His hands... I had to keep it from going places where it shouldn't go! It was a lil' weird dancing with a complete stranger... Anyway, we danced for awhile until I was starting to feel a lil' uncomfortable, cos by then he was totally everywhere, then I told him I wanted to go to the loo, intending to ditch him! By then it was about 3+. Jess still wanted to dance, so she did that with Jac while I rested a lil' with Ruyi. After awhile, we went to find Jess and Jac. Guess who was there? I was totally unprepared until he started doing his thing again. *rolls eyes* Then he told me ''your friends (my cousins) don't seem to like us (he and his friend)''. His friend tried to dance with Jac and she didn't like it and blew him off! Haha... After that he moved away and a lil' more after that, I got pretty bored and started to look at my surroundings. Some pretty interesting observations were made... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so clubbing was over. We went to Mac again to eat breakfast. Jess was still high and she was muttering some really funny stuff! She even kissed a Maroon 5 poster! After that, we went to sit at the river, after passing a bunch of skater guys who said ''Ladies, ladies, ladies... you're drunk!'' In which Ruyi denied that we weren't. Jess was continuing to talk crap while i encouraged her... Hee... We wanted to take a bus home so we just sat/lay down there until 6+. It turns out that by that time, the train was already running! When we boarded the train, everyone was staring at us. Some of them were going to work and even some school kids! Paiseh... Then we took a bus back and stumbled into Jess' house at around 7.30. Crashed until 1+ then went home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;left to right: me, Jac, Ruyi, Jess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169848800048434562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R77-F7VdzYI/AAAAAAAAAV4/0wYmiJplp5M/s320/Pic+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;left to right:&lt;/em&gt; me, Ruyi, Jac, Jess&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169851965439331746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R78A-LVdzaI/AAAAAAAAAWI/1Ryu6uPIQ0g/s320/Hina618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me with the birthday girl!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169852631159262658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R78Bk7VdzcI/AAAAAAAAAWY/XGzUjSR9lEU/s320/Hina615.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I watched Fools Gold with mum. It was alright... Could've been better, but once again the actors and this time the scenery made up for it...&lt;/p&gt;So that's my 3 day round-up! Have fun ya'll! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-1151572030072005398?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/1151572030072005398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=1151572030072005398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/1151572030072005398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/1151572030072005398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/02/triple-celebration.html' title='Triple Celebration!'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R779kbVdzXI/AAAAAAAAAVw/zNi5cGNlESI/s72-c/Pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-2598947211742533908</id><published>2008-02-15T16:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T16:55:24.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's day</title><content type='html'>But that's yeasterday... I'm taking a break from studying Workplace Safety and Health, my 2nd last paper. On Feb 19, I'll be &lt;strong&gt;FREE&lt;/strong&gt;!!! For now, it's posting time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my cousin Charleston and his long time girlfriend got MARRIED! At my age, marriage is not for me, but they totally desrve to be married! So now I have a new cousin-in-law! We all call her ''Girl'' to avoid confusion, cos her name is pretty close to mine. I'm still not sure of her actual name though! Hee... We had Dim Sum at this restatuarant in China Square and I got pretty full! We arrived late and the ''party'' was in full swing by then. Charleston looked like one of the brothers in the 2007 movie ''Brothers'' and Girl looked oh so sweet in a blush-pink tube dress that dropped elegantly to the floor. She's gotta be the hottest bride i've seen! Since it was Valentine's Day, Charleston gave flowers to all the women. Most of us got red roses and my mum got a real nice lavender bouquet cos it was her birthday! So sweet of them... We stayed at the place for about 2 hours before we went off to Great World City for Mum's b'day celebration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167126555286949186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R7VSObVdzUI/AAAAAAAAAVY/LRFc4Gmi7jM/s320/DSC07423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167126559581916498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R7VSOrVdzVI/AAAAAAAAAVg/rEiCXz2Ogw0/s320/DSC07434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Upon reaching Great World, we immediately went to buy Mum's b'day present: a painting of a African lady. I booked tickets to ''Juno'' the previous night, so my gift to her was the movie tickets and the refreshments! Gosh, next year i gotta get something bigger cos i'll be working then! While we were walking around before dinner, I saw this incredibly cute hamster and just couldn't resist taking a photo, even though we weren't allowed! :) After that, we (my family) had our usual dinner at Kenny Rogers and after the movie, Dad came to pick us (me, mum and sis) up. Dad bought a cake for mum, which was so unexpected! He &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; buys anything! Haha... it was a cute lil' heart shaped cake with fresh cream, roses (the edible kind), strawberries and adorable pink stuff sprinkled all over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a nice cake and a nice day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167126563876883810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R7VSO7VdzWI/AAAAAAAAAVo/OJ4cTcql7Ts/s320/DSC07439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something not so nice is the American Idol decisions! I like Josiah and Kyle! Josiah (the one living in his car) just screwed up, but only cos he's so young! The talent in him is there man... At least Simon agrees. And Kyle (the one that wanted to be president) is so cute. Some of the other guys chosen were forgettable!!! Why the hell were they chosen?? And the last 2 females.. I like the white girl. Of course i'm no racist, I just think she has a lot more charisma in her. Plus, I'm a sucker for singers who can play an instrument, I always prefer them over those who can just sing, and she plays an instrument! Sigh... at least the talent this year is pretty good. So far, I like the Australian guy and the Irish girl. I hope they get in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days to complete freedom! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-2598947211742533908?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/2598947211742533908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=2598947211742533908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2598947211742533908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2598947211742533908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s day'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R7VSObVdzUI/AAAAAAAAAVY/LRFc4Gmi7jM/s72-c/DSC07423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-5251176452699124253</id><published>2008-02-13T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T02:03:36.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Over!</title><content type='html'>FYP is finally done!!! No need to see the stupid old fag ever again! No need to find out information on renewable energy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of the old fag, he was extremely rude during our presentation. He was constantly on his phone and even went out a few times, blocking our slide and distracting us while going out! He even dosed off at one point! Stupid fucking old man. I'm so gonna write a complain letter to the director. And maybe even one to him! We'll see how things go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the presentation, Sammi and Teo asked a couple of questions and then we were done! We hung out around GV room and canteen 1 for awhile then took a cab to my place. Just as we left, i flagged a cab down. There was another one directly behind! We arrived at my place at the same time. Everyone had been here before, so there was no grand tour. We immediately sat down to eat KFC, watched Hidalgo, did Yu Sheng, sent Kalthoum off, watched Step Up, stuffed ourselves silly with chocolates and sweets, enjoying our few hours of freedom before we had to start studying for our exams. Just 2 more papers and everything will be over! So bittersweet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166155364397075762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R7He7rVdzTI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/4Y2nM69A8Vs/s320/Pic+0842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Chinese New Year was pretty good! Last year was pretty dull, we didnt take much pictures, but this year we took a lot! Went to the same places, gambled, lost $1 in total and saw everyone... Good enough for me! Now I look forward to this Sunday when relatives from mum and dad's side will come and even my sis' dragon boat friends. A lot of them are like 1.8m +(angmohs), so our house will look damn small that day, together with the amgmoh giants and all the relatives. I'm kinda hoping my nieces and nephew don't come, cos it'll be way too crowded, even though I kinda enjoy entertaining them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166155347217206530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R7He6rVdzQI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Om8WhVqUfy4/s320/Pic+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166155351512173842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R7He67VdzRI/AAAAAAAAAVA/aVwFRjQ748E/s320/Pic+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166155360102108450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R7He7bVdzSI/AAAAAAAAAVI/AYBmgnsGBJk/s320/Pic+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-5251176452699124253?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/5251176452699124253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=5251176452699124253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/5251176452699124253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/5251176452699124253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s Over!'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R7He7rVdzTI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/4Y2nM69A8Vs/s72-c/Pic+0842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-6550630304007270593</id><published>2008-02-10T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T19:15:39.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a year today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of course I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for 15 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How could anyone forget 15 years?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ever since I could remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you were there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now you're not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's sudden, it's different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You weren't well, I understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you just went to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The day you left,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hurt so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An emptiness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a void,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've never felt before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who knew you could hurt that much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now you've gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where I can't follow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The house is different,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it won't be the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found solace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in an alternative rock band.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You were always giving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your last gift was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the realisation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of a 6-year mistake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss holding you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in my arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The way it feels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;isn't so clear anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Funny how that happens,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you lose touch,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with things that you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can't touch anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your smell it lingers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ever with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your face is with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;indefinitely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your memory,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with me always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forevermore,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-6550630304007270593?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/6550630304007270593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=6550630304007270593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6550630304007270593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/6550630304007270593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/02/february-10.html' title='February 10'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-7513082333930430089</id><published>2008-01-29T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T23:08:21.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid people</title><content type='html'>One of them is my FYP (final year project) supervisor. Today we had a meeting with him. The first thing he said to us was: '' I think your report is way below standards, but there's nothing I can do about it''. Well, if you didn't confuse the heck out of us, we wouldn't be int his predicament in the first place! And the sad thing is... our FYP has a ''teacher on student evaluation'', but no ''student on teacher'' evaluation. WTF. There's not even a peer assessment!!! The world is really unfair man. We were doing a fine job in the beginning. But it was his idea to change what we wanted to do. Then he also suggested changing our project 2 entirely. That means that project 1, which we were doing for 6 months, is basically void! And now our ''FYP'' just feels like 6 months work! He confuses us so much and then he expects so much from us. Sometimes he even forgets what he said. We call him ''old fag''. I think this stupid old man should just go retire. Leave the students the fuck alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another person is my groupmate for ''Steel Desing and Detailing'', SDD. She has done basically nothing for this module. For our peer assessment, I only gave her 15%. I just hope she doesn't have to stay back one more semester to repeat this module. The rest of my group really put in a lot of effort. Like when we did our model, we spent 8 hours together on a &lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; to do it and I spent another 8 hours or so finishing it on &lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;. What's her excuse for not coming to do it? On Sat she has to work and on Sun she has her Chingay parade rehearsal. WTF.In the past, we used to give her alternatives on whether she can do stuff or not, but we've become so numb to her that we just gave up on asking her.  My groupmate, also working part-time, asked why she can't take off. I wonder too. She may need the money, but come on la, use ur brain. For 2 1/2 semesters you've experienced ''project rush'', you don't know how to plan your schedule so that during the last few weeks of school you don't work? Now you've pissed your groupmates off and you've learnt nothing. It's her loss, not mine, cos I learnt something and bonded with my groupmate. As a friend, I'm worried that she wil continue like this when she goes into the working world. I just hope she learns... soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 1 1/2 weeks of actual lessons. Then 2 more weeks of exam (I only have 2), after which &lt;strong&gt;I AM DONE!&lt;/strong&gt; I'm a lil sad about it, but I guess its just time to move into the next phase in life. Girls, I will miss spending time together like we do now. Even if we meet up after graduation, it'll never be the same. But it's alright, we just gotta &lt;em&gt;keep moving forward&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K.T.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-7513082333930430089?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/7513082333930430089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=7513082333930430089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7513082333930430089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7513082333930430089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/01/stupid-people.html' title='Stupid people'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-7793305760098771077</id><published>2008-01-26T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T00:56:31.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess What?</title><content type='html'>I'm still doing projects! Haha... At least I'm done with 3 projects. Now all that's left is FYP and some WET shit (funny, since that's a module about wastewater technology!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading all these real interesting blogs of my friends, and I find my life just absolutely &lt;strong&gt;DULL&lt;/strong&gt;! It's not like I can't go to clubs or have sleepovers or just take a whole day to just hang out somewhere, it's just that I'm trying to be responsible and so I stay away from all these, for now. But its ok, because I still get to watch movies and do a little shopping, which is all I need for relaxation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt this in a (sort of) psychology class: you can't not be affected by the people around you. That is so true. When I was 12, and was hanging out with a bunch of really naughty boys, I did some of the most stupidest things ever. But now in Poly, I'm glad to say that all my friends are really good, &lt;em&gt;guai&lt;/em&gt; young ladies! And that is why I think that i'm being so &lt;em&gt;guai &lt;/em&gt;at this point in time! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, after my final exams, I will have a chalet and a vacation to Vietnam to write about! Then that won't be dull! Also, my cousin will be getting married! Their ROM date is on Feb 14, Valentine's day and my mum's birthday! Darn.. I still dunno what to get her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, congratulations to Uncle Eddy and his wife on their new baby girl! I'm looking forward to seeing you guys on CNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping ya'll are well,&lt;br /&gt;K.T.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-7793305760098771077?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/7793305760098771077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=7793305760098771077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7793305760098771077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/7793305760098771077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/01/guess-what.html' title='Guess What?'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081751729920556620.post-2470200691449097618</id><published>2008-01-20T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T19:28:02.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the weekend...</title><content type='html'>On Friday, the girls and I were feeling nostalgic, so during our 2 hour break, after lunch at SIM, we went over blk 50 (where we spent practically the whole of semester 3.1) taking pictures! Here's 2 of my favourites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157512419865688322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R5MqOF7CeQI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/tb1pML1G1cU/s320/group+shot.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school, I went with mum to John Little Orchard cos we needed to exchange curtains. After that, we went to Sakae Sushi at Heeren to eat. The service was HORRIBLE!!! Even the manager was horrible. We arrived at around 6 and she couldn't give us a booth seat cos there were reservations. Then she said ''unless you can eat fast enough and finish at 7?''. You're the MANAGER and you suck. Later on she was arraging some tables and she dragged them until everyone in the restaurant was staring at her. And the waitress that first served us... she looked like she &lt;em&gt;hated&lt;/em&gt; her job and really did not want to be there. We lost our appetite and in the end did leave at 7. We rushed through our meal just to get out of there! &lt;strong&gt;Sakae Sushi at Heeren SUCKS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we went to watch 3:10 to Yuma at Cathay Cineleisure with my sis. It was a nice show! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Russell Crow + Christian Bale = overload of charisma + a good time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought a pair of sandals from newurbanmale and a few DVDs. I also bought a CD by Ash called Twilight of the Innocents. They're not bad! I'll want to find out more about them once I have enough time... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157514442795284770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R5MsD17CeSI/AAAAAAAAAUg/hgtLHn785FY/s320/1176235141461bec8574189-g.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, I fulfilled my urge to go kbox with Yu En. We sang from about 4 to 8+. I'm quite impressed with their song selection, considering its a mostly chinese song kinda place. They had really new songs like Bubbly, Pictures of You, Soulmate and my fav of the new... Paralyzer! It was pretty low for me, and the bad thing about kbox is that you can't really adjust the key to what's bst suited for you. :( Nevertheless, we had a good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157513480722610450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R5MrL17CeRI/AAAAAAAAAUY/D1HgkE5JesA/s320/IMG_4653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday... I don't feel the diference these days. I must sound like an old woman... ''projects so sian...'' Kinda like my grandma, who is here now! Haha... but she's like 84, so she has a good excuse! :) Anyway, we did a little spring cleaning today. Mum's washing the cushion and couch covers now so our couch looks rather plain. We also changed the curtains. The hall: from brown to red. My sis' room: from tansparent green to opaque turquoise. My room: from red to purple. My new bedsheet is purple too, a similar shade to my curtain, so this year's theme for my room is ''Royally Purple''! Haha... We also arranged our massive DVD collection, so now it looks neater. And we finally found a good use for the very cute purple ''collapsable'' dolls, as you can see in the picture below, together with my new curtains and poster arrangement...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157517771394939202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R5MvFl7CeUI/AAAAAAAAAUw/8xLKaHUxcwU/s320/wonderful+home.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just so you know... these DVDs that you see in the front are not all. There's 2 shelves of DVDs and VCDs in the backbround! Hee... My mum just loves to buy them... and I enjoy it too! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright, now back to projects... :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope ya'll are well!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;K.T.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9081751729920556620-2470200691449097618?l=filwai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/feeds/2470200691449097618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9081751729920556620&amp;postID=2470200691449097618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2470200691449097618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9081751729920556620/posts/default/2470200691449097618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filwai.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-weekend.html' title='It&apos;s the weekend...'/><author><name>K.T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17785724721646781769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp3.blogger.com/_x87H5xH8tjI/R5MqOF7CeQI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/tb1pML1G1cU/s72-c/group+shot.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
