<?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-8426857</id><updated>2012-02-09T10:57:13.892+08:00</updated><category term='In Singapore'/><category term='My School Daze'/><category term='Economics'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Verbal Diarrhoea'/><category term='Humankind in Ruins'/><category term='Lemmings'/><category term='STOMP 2009'/><category term='IT Savvy'/><category term='Happy Tree Friends'/><category term='Gossip/Juicy News/Other Reads'/><category term='Family Ties'/><category term='Love Actually'/><category term='Travels'/><category term='NTU 2010 Admissions Video'/><category term='bowling'/><category term='Life as Stefanie'/><category term='TV Shows/Movies'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Fabrix'/><category term='Exchange 2010'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='Gastronomia'/><category term='Parties/Outings/Birthdays Galore'/><category term='A Musician'/><title type='text'>The Talking Machine</title><subtitle type='html'>An Art of Substitution.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>1004</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426857.post-2558711736049071759</id><published>2011-11-16T01:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T01:47:42.548+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><title type='text'>Mega Grin</title><content type='html'>Thank you, boo :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;611, 0600hrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*MEGA GRIN*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you wait, the good things really do happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-2558711736049071759?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/2558711736049071759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=2558711736049071759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2558711736049071759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2558711736049071759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2011/11/mega-grin.html' title='Mega Grin'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-3933067950410647309</id><published>2011-09-08T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T01:04:34.653+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>Half.</title><content type='html'>Fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;learnt to live half alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-3933067950410647309?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426857.post-2783902763144939213</id><published>2011-08-19T13:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T01:03:46.799+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Tree Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>Quickdates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take Me Away On A Holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait for BKK with Wilfred, Rovin and Kim :)) Going to be so road trippin'!  Like what Freddie always says, "party rock BKK down!" Shall gorge myself with the *slurps yummy food and shop like mad and of course, party like crazy.  It's the BKK foursome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens in BKK, stays in BKK :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Am A Driver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that I passed Class 3 driving on the first try?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so anyway, yes, I've finally gotten my driver's license. WHEE. And Daddy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may&lt;/span&gt; be getting a second vehicle 'cause his office is changing location and the sister needs the car to drive to work and Daddy needs a vehicle for himself so yay! I can use it in the night! Mommy mentioned that it's gonna be a manual vehicle so ... watch out for me, I'm a drag racer, yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.5 Years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my final semester in SMU. Am going to end it off on a high note with incredibly awesome modules.  I totally outbidded the juniors.  Don't put the blame on me; I've too much eDollars left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; that reminds me, I've to fork out $4.5k for my school fees. GROANS. Bank a bit pain b/c I've been paying my school fees on my own for the last 3 sems :\ SAD MAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;GOING TO PARTY ROCK TONIGHT! :D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;put your hands up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-2783902763144939213?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/2783902763144939213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=2783902763144939213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2783902763144939213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2783902763144939213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2011/08/quickdates.html' title='Quickdates'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-4951590407874764673</id><published>2011-08-17T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T15:47:02.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>Unscrew</title><content type='html'>I know it's impossible.  Even my dreams tell me so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My final Semester as an undergraduate in SMU has officially commenced. Totally pumped all my eDollars into my bids and outbidded the juniors.  I mean, come on, how can they out bid my $60.02 and $64++ and $50++ bids? MUAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to being a SMUgger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tightening the knots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-4951590407874764673?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/4951590407874764673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=4951590407874764673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4951590407874764673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4951590407874764673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2011/08/unscrew.html' title='Unscrew'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-4966702092417142547</id><published>2011-08-11T15:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T15:35:11.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><title type='text'>Those Times</title><content type='html'>&amp;amp; so I'm single once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were happy memories, I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;I was happy, I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;I was in bliss, I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;I was hopeful, I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;I loved you, I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; things always happen for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the memories, Vans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Man down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-4966702092417142547?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/4966702092417142547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=4966702092417142547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4966702092417142547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4966702092417142547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2011/08/those-times.html' title='Those Times'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-6135368190683471247</id><published>2011-07-28T13:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T13:30:28.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><title type='text'>To The New Extremes.</title><content type='html'>On the first page of our story&lt;br /&gt;The future seemed so bright&lt;br /&gt;Then this thing turned out so evil&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm still surprised&lt;br /&gt;Even angels have their wicked schemes&lt;br /&gt;And you take that to new extremes&lt;br /&gt;But you'll always be my hero&lt;br /&gt;Even though you've lost your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gonna stand there and watch me burn&lt;br /&gt;But that's all right because I like the way it hurts&lt;br /&gt;Just gonna stand there and hear me cry&lt;br /&gt;But that's all right because I love the way you lie&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you lie&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, I love the way you lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rihanna's Part 2]&lt;br /&gt;Now there's gravel in our voices&lt;br /&gt;Glass is shattered from the fight&lt;br /&gt;In this tug of war, you'll always win&lt;br /&gt;Even when I'm right&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you feed me fables from your hand&lt;br /&gt;With violent words and empty threats&lt;br /&gt;And it's sick that all these battles&lt;br /&gt;Are what keeps me satisfied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gonna stand there and watch me burn&lt;br /&gt;But that's all right because I like the way it hurts&lt;br /&gt;Just gonna stand there and hear me cry&lt;br /&gt;But that's all right because I love the way you lie&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you lie&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, I love the way you lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rihanna's Part 3]&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I'm a masochist&lt;br /&gt;I try to run but I don't wanna ever leave&lt;br /&gt;Til the walls are goin' up&lt;br /&gt;In smoke with all our memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="b-lyrics-from-signature"&gt;[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/r/rihanna/love_the_way_you_lie_part_2.html ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eminem's Part]&lt;br /&gt;It's morning, you wake, a sunray hits your face&lt;br /&gt;Smeared makeup as we lay in the wake of destruction&lt;br /&gt;Hush baby, speak softly, tell me you're awfully sorry&lt;br /&gt;That you pushed me into the coffee table last night&lt;br /&gt;So I can push you off me&lt;br /&gt;Try and touch me so I can scream at you not to touch me&lt;br /&gt;Run out the room and I'll follow you like a lost puppy&lt;br /&gt;Baby, without you, I'm nothing, I'm so lost, hug me&lt;br /&gt;Then tell me how ugly I am, but that you'll always love me&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, shove me, in the aftermath of the&lt;br /&gt;Destructive path that we're on, two psychopaths but we&lt;br /&gt;Know that no matter how many knives we put in each other's backs&lt;br /&gt;That we'll have each other's backs, 'cause we're that lucky&lt;br /&gt;Together, we move mountains, let's not make mountains out of molehills,&lt;br /&gt;You hit me twice, yeah, but who's countin'?&lt;br /&gt;I may have hit you three times, I'm startin' to lose count&lt;br /&gt;But together, we'll live forever, we found the youth fountain&lt;br /&gt;Our love is crazy, we're nuts, but I refused counsellin'&lt;br /&gt;This house is too huge, if you move out I'll burn all two thousand&lt;br /&gt;Square feet of it to the ground, ain't shit you can do about it&lt;br /&gt;With you I'm in my f-ckin' mind, without you, I'm out it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gonna stand there and watch me burn&lt;br /&gt;But that's all right because I like the way it hurts&lt;br /&gt;Just gonna stand there and hear me cry&lt;br /&gt;But that's all right because I love the way you lie&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you lie&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, I love the way you lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a week since it was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;put out the flames&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-6135368190683471247?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/6135368190683471247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=6135368190683471247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/6135368190683471247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/6135368190683471247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2011/07/to-new-extremes.html' title='To The New Extremes.'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-4159169070924601958</id><published>2011-07-08T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T00:45:34.419+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>Wanting &amp; Praying For</title><content type='html'>(1) Bangkok's hustle&lt;br /&gt;(2) Time to quickly pass so that I can go to New York &amp;amp; Toronto to see the Canadians &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;(3) More Thai food&lt;br /&gt;(4) Roller coaster rides&lt;br /&gt;(5) Suppers with the Cookers&lt;br /&gt;(6) Time with good friends&lt;br /&gt;(7) The scent&lt;br /&gt;(8) Family time&lt;br /&gt;(9) The Christmas spirit&lt;br /&gt;(10) The future&lt;br /&gt;(11) Music&lt;br /&gt;(12) Gummy bears &amp;amp; Eskimo's mini bubble milk tea (70% sugar level!)&lt;br /&gt;(13) Garrett Popcorn in Crispy Caramel&lt;br /&gt;(14) A decent GPA to end off my SMUgger life&lt;br /&gt;(15) Good health to all my friends and family :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you wouldn't know what hit you until the alarm rings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-4159169070924601958?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426857.post-8454990361310027066</id><published>2011-06-27T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T17:39:27.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>The Past, The Present &amp; The Future</title><content type='html'>Guess what, the past has found its way into the present and the future is uncertain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The constant from years ago is still here; it's called a constant for a reason, duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly speaking, I doubt it will move into the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's still out and I am having an awesome Summer by far.  Just relaxing, enjoying life as it comes, catching up with friends (!!! :D) and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still &lt;/span&gt;earning money :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for my Final Sem and them I'm jetting off for my Grad trip! Whoopeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;together, they are invincible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-8454990361310027066?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/8454990361310027066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=8454990361310027066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/8454990361310027066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/8454990361310027066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2011/06/past-present-future.html' title='The Past, The Present &amp; The Future'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-78346014667566346</id><published>2011-03-25T08:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T08:50:32.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><title type='text'>Week 12</title><content type='html'>It is the advent into the dreaded period - Hell from Week 12 - 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG GROAN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-78346014667566346?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/78346014667566346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=78346014667566346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/78346014667566346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/78346014667566346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2011/03/week-12.html' title='Week 12'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-5195192211888818422</id><published>2011-03-21T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T23:36:48.698+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Verbal Diarrhoea'/><title type='text'>Strange/Beautiful - Aqualung</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;I've been watching your world from afar,&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to be where you are,&lt;br /&gt;And I've been secretly falling apart,&lt;br /&gt;I'll see.&lt;br /&gt;To me, you're strange and you're beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;You'd be so perfect with me but you just can't see,&lt;br /&gt;You turn every head but you don't see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll put a spell on you,&lt;br /&gt;You'll fall asleep and I'll put a spell on you.&lt;br /&gt;And when I wake you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the first thing you see, lyricstop&lt;br /&gt;And you'll realise that you love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, the last thing you want comes in first,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, the frist thing you want never comes,&lt;br /&gt;And I know, the waiting is all you can do,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll put a spell on you,&lt;br /&gt;You'll fall asleep,&lt;br /&gt;I'll put a spell on you,&lt;br /&gt;And when I wake you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the first thing you see,&lt;br /&gt;And you'll realise that you love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll put a spell on you,&lt;br /&gt;You'll fall asleep 'cos I'll put a spell on you,&lt;br /&gt;And when I wake you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the first thing you see,&lt;br /&gt;And you'll realise that you love me, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...&lt;br /&gt;yeah...&lt;br /&gt;yeah...&lt;br /&gt;yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite sad 'cause my Mom has "choped" the iPad 2 till Thursday so I can't bring it with me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-5195192211888818422?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/5195192211888818422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=5195192211888818422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5195192211888818422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5195192211888818422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2011/03/strangebeautiful-aqualung.html' title='Strange/Beautiful - Aqualung'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-4665462275044440202</id><published>2011-03-20T00:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T00:54:23.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT Savvy'/><title type='text'>The iPad 2 &amp; The Vampire Diaries</title><content type='html'>Today, my mother surprised me with an iPad 2, shipped all the way from the USofA and lovingly queued for by my beloved dearest cousin who's doing her Masters in Philly now.  I actually laughed when I saw my cousin's Facebook Post reading -- 6 iPad 2s = I love America!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it's out in the stores in Singapore yet. HURRHURR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's slimmer and sleeker! It has FaceTime and Photobooth built in. Why? Because, there're 2 VGA (right?) cameras, just like the iPhone 4.  Good thinking on Apple's part!  Other than that, the screen resolution looks like it's the same, or maybe I'm just not that observant enough :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Apple product to add to the family :)) Only missing an Air and an iMac; I really need to start psycho-ing my brother to replace his current PC to an iMac considering he keeps shooting his picas in raw and what not shiate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I really should begin studying/revising for my Finals.  I've been procrastinating too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, www.fanfiction.net &gt;&gt; Vampire Diaries has been getting all my attention.   I simply cannot stop reading them.  The worst thing is, it's so readable on my iPhone and just what do I have with me almost 24/7? My iPhone. GEEZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next TVD episode is airing only start of April.  Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Heading out of Singapore in 2 days for some fun :D&lt;br /&gt;PP/S: Shall blog soon about this place that serves one of the most awesome Thai food ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-4665462275044440202?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/4665462275044440202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=4665462275044440202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4665462275044440202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4665462275044440202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2011/03/ipad-2-vampire-diaries.html' title='The iPad 2 &amp; The Vampire Diaries'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-15341825665589455</id><published>2011-03-14T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T22:57:42.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humankind in Ruins'/><title type='text'>Japan Gets Hit By Twin Disasters - #PrayForJapan</title><content type='html'>It has been a devastating and sad week not only for Japan but around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 9.0 earthquake (FYI: the highest ever recorded on the Richter scale so far is 9.5 when Chile was hit in 1960 but that's pretty long ago so closer to current time would be the Sumatra Earthquake which rocked the plates at 9.4 on the Richter scale) together with the killer tsunami enveloped and crashed on the coastal areas of Japan.  The effect? It's like 100,000 Hurricane Katrinas + 1,000 Haiti Earthquakes compounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to sound overly concerned or all covered in morality or whatsoever but I've been following the news about this unfortunate event.  At first look, when the media first reported that an earthquake had struck Japan, I was like, "Oh okay, so?" but when images of the aftermath started surfacing during the consequent days, I actually felt terrified and worried.  Pictures do speak a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Internet is over flowing with news, video footage and image stills of the wreckage.  You can read/see/watch &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/03/12/japan-earthquake-2011-dev_n_834790.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.nowpublic.com/world/japan-tsunami-video-photos-8-9-earthquake-march-11-2011-2765769.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; (video footage) and &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/blog/2011/mar/14/japan-tsunami-earthquak-vide-roundup"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really struck me was how the Japanese actually pulled themselves together in the face of such an adversity and remained calm and composed.  Not to judge but unlike the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina where victims were seen sprawling, wailing and brooding, the Japanese were actually so filled with optimism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure many have seen this being shared around in Facebook -- these are twitter posts from Japanese, first hand information about the situation in Japan.  It is so heartwarming to see them so compassionate, helping others, being so kind-hearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need more of such people in the world.  You can donate via to the Japanese Red Cross Society via Google Crisis &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/crisisresponse/japanquake2011.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  (My mom says Japan is already so rich and that they don't need extra money; guess she's not been taking Economics for a really long time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one last thing.  I'm getting pissed/annoyed at those who are saying that the Japanese deserve what they are getting for bombing Pearl Harbour and for being such dickheads during the WWII.  Let there be peace and bygones be bygones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's 1) pray for Japan and 2) help them recover from this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I don't understand why my MacBook Pro is being so retardly slow and laggy.  I only have 3 applications running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-15341825665589455?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/15341825665589455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=15341825665589455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/15341825665589455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/15341825665589455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2011/03/japan-gets-hit-by-twin-disasters.html' title='Japan Gets Hit By Twin Disasters - #PrayForJapan'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-4176615350363850000</id><published>2011-02-19T02:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T02:18:10.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Verbal Diarrhoea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>In A Whiz.</title><content type='html'>I wouldn't deny the year started off pretty rocky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being out of school for 9 months made me nervous when stepping into campus.  I couldn't recognize the people strolling; the new eateries caught my eye but I know I've yet to explore all.  Catching the SMU wave had been hard for the first 4 - 5 weeks.  It was difficult to get me tuned into the right frequency but I managed, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo and behold it is recess week and that means ... aside from partying ... it's half a semester gone! 7 more weeks and I'm going to say hello to my 4-month Summer break again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, caught up with some lost friends over a couple of drinking sessions.  tWas good to see some of the bowlers doing good and I don't know why but I keep bumping in Eva and Ben especially at Ice Cold Beer.  Must be fate telling me I've to stop for beer.  I did. Twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's Chinese New Year was over the top, imho.  Loads of food and gambling (as usual, just a notch higher than the last) and crazy drinking.  I remember getting semi-drunk on chu yi.  That's bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of alcohol, my favourite Auntie, whom I so lovingly call Ee-Ee actually broke her foot because she got drunk at my house and when she returned home, she fell. Madness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a couple of friends this year and an additional commitment.  I've yet to fulfill that commitment to its optimum yet but I'm looking to work towards it once my schedule/SMUgging mood is pretty much stabilized.  This year has made me yearn for a lot of things -- both material and non-material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's see how things go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm jetting off in 7 hours and am pretty psyched about it.  The last I flew was almost a year ago and it's been too long.  The 2010 year end trip got cancelled due to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a myraid of reasons&lt;/span&gt; which I shall not divulge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangkok shall feel my frenzy.  I hope my cousin will not think me a maniac since I'm checking in a 1/4 filled luggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm still trying to decide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-4176615350363850000?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/4176615350363850000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=4176615350363850000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4176615350363850000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4176615350363850000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2011/02/in-whiz.html' title='In A Whiz.'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-3980620061230699208</id><published>2011-01-20T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T00:34:27.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Verbal Diarrhoea'/><title type='text'>This New Year</title><content type='html'>Is this my first post of 2011?  I think it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wants to share their New Year revelations with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offline -- someone needs to get shot.  She thinks she's above the rest but guess what, she's actually in her own world.  Loser, much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tonight's gonna be a good night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-3980620061230699208?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/3980620061230699208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=3980620061230699208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/3980620061230699208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/3980620061230699208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2011/01/this-new-year.html' title='This New Year'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-332009705911669352</id><published>2011-01-11T13:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T13:13:25.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>The Escalator</title><content type='html'>I fell down the escalator at the School of Business yesterday ... with a whole group of people (guys included and, sadly, an ex boyfriend too) watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being me, I made a quick recovery and turned around to tell everyone else on the escalator that I'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROANS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My left butt cheek hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-332009705911669352?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/332009705911669352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=332009705911669352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/332009705911669352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/332009705911669352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2011/01/escalator.html' title='The Escalator'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-6236981596028659159</id><published>2010-11-29T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T00:12:26.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>Just A While More</title><content type='html'>I'm not complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th Dec is the day &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ogilvy &amp;amp; Mather&lt;/span&gt; will shift to its new building ... a stone's throw away from its current &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Medival/Colonial &lt;/span&gt;building.  I'll miss its balconies and it's signature columns.  The office will be closed.  But guess what, working on two accounts means that I still have to go back to the office b/c the other (cough ... notorious) account requires 24/7 attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, I had to go back to the office today for a creative session with my Art Director + PM + mentor.  ON A SUNDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a while more 'fore I head back to The School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it's early but the time spent working on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; account has made me a stronger person; nothing is shiate anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Waiting for my e-mail to load so that I can drop an e-mail to the client. GROANS.&lt;br /&gt;PP/S: The boyfriend got me a new iPhone screen protector b/c he just can't stand how horrendous my previous one looked. Tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-6236981596028659159?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/6236981596028659159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=6236981596028659159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/6236981596028659159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/6236981596028659159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-while-more.html' title='Just A While More'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-5651350915264814435</id><published>2010-11-23T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:09:19.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Verbal Diarrhoea'/><title type='text'>Challenge.</title><content type='html'>It's been so long.  I don't have much time left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I should really start blogging more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Need to re-install CS 5&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gotta buy a USB cable for my iPhone 'cause 2 of my cables got stolen at work :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Should I get the Olympus EP-1?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am, as of now, taking 3 mods next sem. Ferg.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am, as of now, horrendously broke.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am a super pro at putting fake lashies for people. HAHA.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to get a tan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Which means I need to start swimming again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need a new make up bag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And a new drawer for my bangles and shat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to sleep now 'cause I work at least 12 hrs a day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;GOOD NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Super happy boyfriend liked his birthday gift :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-5651350915264814435?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/5651350915264814435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=5651350915264814435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5651350915264814435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5651350915264814435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/11/challenge.html' title='Challenge.'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-1731630910469261154</id><published>2010-10-18T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T21:36:46.325+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parties/Outings/Birthdays Galore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>TODAY, I SAY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today marks the beginning of a new life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I dare not say 'vow' but I will try my best to make changes to my life; I want to live my life to the fullest (as cliche as it may sound) and not short change myself or any one else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just by spending a short 20 minute talk to my mentor, I've realised that I need to work more on developing myself not only as an individual but as someone contributing to the corporate world.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just by reading people's tweets and blogs that I suddenly understood that if I would want to carve something out for myself, I have to work thrice as hard and start thinking thrice as hard.  I have to learn how to think and work in a creative and strategic manner.  I have to learn how to be systematic, have opinions of my own that matter to others, have objective yet persuasive views and of course, be confident of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Not only career wise but on a more personal level, I have to develop my own set of valuable skills.  I need more soft skills.  I want to be able to "something different and valuable".  I want to be an asset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today marks the end of a life I previously led.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Today marks the beginning of a life I will now lead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;As I turn 22 today, I make this promise to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Back in 1988.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-1731630910469261154?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/1731630910469261154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=1731630910469261154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/1731630910469261154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/1731630910469261154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/10/today-i-say.html' title='TODAY, I SAY.'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-7526611062095282822</id><published>2010-10-04T11:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T11:51:37.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>Hotmail is Trouble.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hotmail has logged me out from my e-mail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've had that hotmail account since I was in Secondary 1 and my password has never changed.  I've only used it for MSN.  YET, a few weeks ago, while trying to sign in to my Adium, I was told by Hotmail (while in the official website) that I have to change my password to better protect my account. Okay, so I did.  I added some stuff to my password.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;AND NOW I CANNOT REMEMBER WHAT I ADDED! It's usually the same thing that I'd add for my school passwords and all my other passwords but I can't remember :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So since I've attempted to get into my account a gazillion times with a gazillion versions of my supposed password, Hotmail has officially barred me. HOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you have your name written on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-7526611062095282822?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/7526611062095282822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=7526611062095282822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/7526611062095282822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/7526611062095282822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/10/hotmail-is-trouble.html' title='Hotmail is Trouble.'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-8516554018116618753</id><published>2010-08-29T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T22:57:01.038+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>Hello, How Are You?</title><content type='html'>So lately, I've been spending my Sunday evenings with the boyfriend's family doing his current favourite activity - kite flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been scouting "grasslands" okay fine, open areas, for good spots to fly his kite.  His previous kite got caught in the "woods" and alas, it had to be left there.  Poor black little uh triangle bat. But now, the boyfriend's pretty excited thanks to his 1 week old Stingray kite which I have so conveniently named, Ray Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's winds were so-so but Uncle Dennis and boyfriend had some problems getting the kites up into the evening skies.  We'll be heading to Marina Barrage next Sunday in hopes of getting more height so I'm keeping my fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the kite flying, I've also re-finished my Southern Vampire Mysteries novels.  All 10 installments of them and I totally can't wait for Charlaine Harris to come up with her 11th.  Speaking of books, I'm really into a storybook/book spree lately.  Am thinking of getting the Swedish trilogy.  Rubs chin.  And some advertising and PR books.  Oh, and some economics-related stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I HAVE COMMENCED MY INTERNSHIP AT O&amp;amp;M :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am going to watch some TV and then head to bed; it is Monday tomorrow and it's going to be a loooooooong week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:  I really should have pre-ordered a Creative Suite CS5. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;PP/S:  I've gotta convince the boyfriend about BJT. Rarr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-8516554018116618753?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/8516554018116618753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=8516554018116618753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/8516554018116618753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/8516554018116618753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/08/hello-how-are-you.html' title='Hello, How Are You?'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-7564488914703520523</id><published>2010-08-09T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T22:35:11.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are 45!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;HAPPY 45th SINGAPORE :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Having this year's parade at the Padang is such an awesome idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sad to say, the costumes this year were really ... ... questionable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nonetheless, happy Red &amp;amp; White!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-7564488914703520523?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/7564488914703520523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=7564488914703520523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/7564488914703520523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/7564488914703520523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/08/we-are-45.html' title='We Are 45!'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-3374739843312063670</id><published>2010-07-28T18:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T18:44:50.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All About Feeling Happy Today</title><content type='html'>It is midweek and although it is one of the most horrible weekdays (if you are working the next day because Wednesdays are Ladies' Nights at the many clubs around and plus the free booze!) we cannot allow ourselves to succumb to the dreary and gloomy Wednesday. Mondays aren't alone anymore because I am going to label all Wednesdays .... Wednesday Glooms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must not allow ourselves to feel unhappy; it's all about the positive attitude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to www.google.com &lt;br /&gt;Type 'who is the cutest person?' in the search engine&lt;br /&gt;Hit 'I'm feeling Lucky'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go ... A smile or perhaps even a giggle or even better a childish laugh to brighten whatever gloom Wednesday as put on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-3374739843312063670?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/3374739843312063670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=3374739843312063670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/3374739843312063670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/3374739843312063670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-all-about-feeling-happy-today.html' title='It&apos;s All About Feeling Happy Today'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-2977320616285258038</id><published>2010-07-23T17:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T17:43:43.455+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Tree Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gastronomia'/><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank God It's Friday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Alice Tay's last day the day before. And today, the whole division sans some had a fantabulous lunch at Shiraz @ Clarke Quay with two GOHs - Alice Wong and Alice Tay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a month ago, Alice Wong left and a month later, Alice Tay left. I guess the division will no longer be in Wonderland since we don't have anymore Alices around. Sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for lunch, it was a joy! Shiraz serves Persian cuisine. It was a good choice because I had to source for a lunch venue that serves both Halal and vegetarian dishes. We all did not want the usual Qi Ji, Pizza Hut, Pastamania or Bollywood - so I volunteered to do the sourcing of lunch venues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there, although I couldn't really understand the names of the dishes ... that went something along the lines of Ashketh Polow Chicken or Ashresh Teh or Khoreshte-E-Bambieh (frowns), the food was awesome! &lt;strong&gt;It was a 3-course meal for a superbly affordable price of $12.50 nett!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, it was either a salad or soup - I got a soup and 'twas Y.U.M.M.Y.L.I.C.I.O.U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a choice between Vegetarian, lamb or chicken for our mains and everyone got something different; we had all of each and everyone said it was ... ... Y.U.M.M.Y.L.I.C.I.O.U.S. too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for drinks - Sprite versus Pepsi and sprite it was for me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was normal chit chat, random bursts of laughter and updates from Alice Wong's handsome little baby boy (he dances well for a 2-year old kid!) who lists his favourite songs as Can't Stop Myself From Loving You and We Love Rock n Roll. I think the boy will grow up to love rock \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deciding that we were too full from the sumptuous meal, we headed over to the Golden Arches for coffee/tea and fries for uh, dessert (though we were full ... fries ... are ... irresistable!) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OSO (Office Sweet Office) Hawhaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually when I make a trip to the loo, I would walk past Alice Wong's cube, Daphne's cube, Roy's cube and lastly, Alice Tay's cube but since Roy has been shipped to another cube and Alice Wong has left ... I no longer have anyone to disturb when I go to the toilet because the last cubicle is empty :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice Tay's cube was usually my pit-stop before going to the ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sniffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the jokes and boo boos she made. ROFLMAO. Maybe one fine day, I'll do a short entry on the jokes. Oh and Isz' too! Funny as hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm knocking off work now and going to teach and ... hmm ... what should I do on a Friday night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-2977320616285258038?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/2977320616285258038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=2977320616285258038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2977320616285258038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2977320616285258038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/07/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-8311866399266829742</id><published>2010-07-19T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T09:19:09.903+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Those 2 Things ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Remember the two things I said I'll blog about once they are more concrete?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, they are! And I am so happy that I could literally fly over the moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For starters, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;I passed my FTT&lt;/span&gt; and that means I'm one step closer to getting my driving license. Those who know me (and my family) well enough would remember me saying that my parents forbade me from getting my driving license because they think that I will get lost in 10 minutes and crash the car in 20 minutes. I could never ever get my ass down to the Driving Centre to register secretly - my mother kept my I/C and she would only give it to me for SPECIAL purposes. My only identification then would be my SMU Matriculation Card. I know right, l-o-s-e-r. But that's that and now I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; close to driving. The best thing is Daddy said he'll get a second car once I pass :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And the other thing is ... two months ago (a few weeks into my current internship) ... I made a decision to defer a semester of studies. I know it is ridiculous considering I am already in my last year and I have 2 more semesters to go before I graduate. Graduating late would mean that I would lose the headstart (I could have previously graduate a semester early but I prolonged to 4 years and now am prolonging it to 4.5 years) I could have gotten. I have so many reasons to why I want to defer one semester. Too many. So I set out looking for internships on my own. PR agencies and various Advertising agencies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I applied to Gre/y Group Asia Pacific, Hill &amp;amp; Know/lton, Gray/ling Communications, Ico/n Communications, The Fullert/on Hotel, Ogi/lvy &amp;amp; Mat/hers (Singapore) and ... BOSS bidding (just in case I didn't get any internship offers, I would still be able to go back to school). I got replies from all the companies and only The Fullert/on Hotel rejected my application.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hill &amp;amp; Know/lton set a date for me to go down but it was set for late July.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gr/ey Group called me down for a "chat" and I didn't quite fancy the job scope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gray/ling Communications called me down and I had a really fun interview. Being interviewed by 3 persons one at a time is quite stressful but the people are so nice! I had to do a translation for a Chinese Paper and that went alright, surprisingly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The interview with Ico/n Communications went terrible because of a cardinal sin I committed but otherwise, it was alright despite one of the interviewers being quite horrible :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My interview with Ogi/lvy was great. I love the place, the environment, the culture, the proposed job scope and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So today, I got my internship offers ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From Gray/ling PR, Ico/n Communications (surprise surprise!) and Ogi/lvy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I asked my colleagues for advice and ... ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; TEXT-ALIGN: centerfont-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;I WILL BE INTERNING WITH OGI/LVY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SO HAPPY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, I'm going back to watch Ghost Whisperer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P/S: Ben, Alex and Khaliff had an exchange farewell party last Saturday night. It was awesome fun! Headed home a little wobbly but thankfully Gera shared a cab with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PP/S: Went for Mommy's company's DnD on Saturday night too. Food at Orchard Hotel is so-so. Gah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-8311866399266829742?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/8311866399266829742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=8311866399266829742' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/8311866399266829742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/8311866399266829742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/07/those-2-things.html' title='Those 2 Things ...'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426857.post-2724401747465826137</id><published>2010-07-11T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T22:02:21.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parties/Outings/Birthdays Galore'/><title type='text'>Weekend Fun</title><content type='html'>'Twas fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday night, I popped over at Dbl O for some drinks with Karine and pals.  It was her friend's birthday.  Jason, I think.  I remember seeing a waterfall being lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come midnght, I had another Jagerbomb and then exited for a quick walk to Supperclub.  It was Jamie's pre-21st celebration.  Loads of rounds of Martells and more flaming lamborghinis and even more Jagerbombs.  Grooved on the dancefloor.  There was a bit of drama when some loser guy touched Molly; McRon the Hulk did the pushing and talking.  The lights went on at 3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hopped into Jamie's boyfriend's car and zipped off to Zouk.  More drinks there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to the boy's place for a night in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT WAS JUST FRIDAY NIGHT! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what they say, crazy weekender!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-2724401747465826137?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/2724401747465826137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=2724401747465826137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2724401747465826137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2724401747465826137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/07/weekend-fun.html' title='Weekend Fun'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-4415142431253104307</id><published>2010-07-04T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T23:43:57.664+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Shows/Movies'/><title type='text'>The Twilight Saga: Eclipse</title><content type='html'>You know, they created so much hype, released so many movie trailers and so many movie posters and somehow, I expected the movie to be equally good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, it was just ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What say you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-4415142431253104307?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/4415142431253104307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=4415142431253104307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4415142431253104307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4415142431253104307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/07/twilight-saga-eclipse.html' title='The Twilight Saga: Eclipse'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-7382586421581258132</id><published>2010-06-30T22:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T22:47:22.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>So Basically,</title><content type='html'>This week has by far been great save for my LS episode yesterday, no thank you to the Tom Yam Soup I had 5 minutes before heading to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm keeping my fingers crossed about TWO major things ... at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog about it when everything's been confirmed and determined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-7382586421581258132?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/7382586421581258132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=7382586421581258132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/7382586421581258132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/7382586421581258132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-basically.html' title='So Basically,'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-6217431843198699646</id><published>2010-06-27T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T23:31:59.903+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Shows/Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Tree Friends'/><title type='text'>The Cookers; Knight and Day</title><content type='html'>Rushed to meet my best friends for an urgent (read: crisis) meet up.  The besties came all the way to Downtown East to rendezvous with me since I was teaching opposite DTE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chit chatted, hugged, sobbed, hugged somemore.  I really want Wany to feel better; she doesn't deserve to feel so shitty about this; she deserves so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the conversation shifted to Fadz's plan ... travelling ... to a land far far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're thinking Europe next year when we can save up the mools.  Either that, Japan.  Kinda excited about it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wany had to leave for work and Fadz had to go off for a dinner date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Twas good still though.  Meeting them.  We'll go to Sentosa one day to meet up with the other bestie! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookers love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beebs drove down to DTE to meet up with me for dinner and a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We caught Knight and Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://larryfire.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/knight_and_day_poster1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 585px;" src="http://larryfire.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/knight_and_day_poster1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the movie critics and reviews saying that it wasn't as good as it should be, I found the movie to be rather exciting and humorous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially loved how Roy Miller (Tom Cruise's character) could be so calm during intense periods.  He's so calm that it actually cracks me up.  June Havens (Cameron Diaz) is a beauty.  Hell, Diaz is a beauty herself.  Seeing her so flabbergasted and panicky just makes me laugh.  And ... her line, "I just want to have sex now." totally burst me balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1d1OMhUPzz8/Syu0zbVd88I/AAAAAAAACu0/lxXIz53Kpvo/s800/2010+Ducati+Hypermotard+1100+EVO2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1d1OMhUPzz8/Syu0zbVd88I/AAAAAAAACu0/lxXIz53Kpvo/s800/2010+Ducati+Hypermotard+1100+EVO2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the to-die-for Ducati that Miller rode.  Reviewers are speculating that it is the newly released Hypermotard 1100 Evo SP (holy shit, I can even memorize the model).  It's so awesome!  I mean, I would love it even more if it's like, an SP but knowing that THAT is a Ducati is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, Tom Cruise looked so ohmygah hawt riding the bike! (Reminds me of how he clipped his bike the other time in ... Hollywood? I can't remember where) Nevermind that he's short but his smile .... awww.  Anyway, I read that he's an&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; avid devotee&lt;/span&gt; of the Italian-Ducati brand.  It seems he's got more than a garage full of the oh-so-expensive vroom vrooms. Yums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not forgetting, the classic beauty ... the 1966 Pontiac! You should just hear the horsepower and the start of the engine when June ignited the car!  If I were lesbian, I would so totally go for her, I swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Cruise and Cameron Diaz did most of the stunts on their own.  That includes Mr Cruise's Ducati scenes and Diaz's Pontiac scenes!  AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I enjoyed the movie A LOT.  Can't think of the supposed lead cast (Chris Tucker and Eva Mendes) being in this movie and bringing it out the way Cruise and Diaz did.  Apparently, Tom Cruise added his own pinch of ideas into the script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAY TO GO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: England vs Germany now and Germany's #13 just scored a double bagger.  England lagging with a 1-4.  HORRID.  Where are all the Star Players? Beckham's sitting and stoning and looking hawtstuff, Michael Owen is MIA, Paul Scholes is shining his shoes.&lt;br /&gt;PP/S: I hope I'll be able to sleep soon. TIRED&lt;br /&gt;PPP/S: I told Beebs that he's Tom Cruise &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-6217431843198699646?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/6217431843198699646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=6217431843198699646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/6217431843198699646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/6217431843198699646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/06/cookers-knight-and-day.html' title='The Cookers; Knight and Day'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_1d1OMhUPzz8/Syu0zbVd88I/AAAAAAAACu0/lxXIz53Kpvo/s72-c/2010+Ducati+Hypermotard+1100+EVO2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426857.post-9064898237388629900</id><published>2010-06-25T13:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T13:12:19.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>Why Am I Sick Again!</title><content type='html'>This morning, I made a trip down to The School for a meeting with my counselor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was then my stomach started hurting real badly.  I had to brave the rain to grab a taxi.  Decided to go on home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW I AM RUNNING A FUCKING FEVER!? 38.3 degrees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-9064898237388629900?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/9064898237388629900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=9064898237388629900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/9064898237388629900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/9064898237388629900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-am-i-sick-again.html' title='Why Am I Sick Again!'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-6078876300657625889</id><published>2010-06-15T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T00:10:26.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humankind in Ruins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>And So You Closet Freaks</title><content type='html'>I guess if you're not happy, that ain't my call to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm already such a bitch, what more could it hurt me to be a bigger bitch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You people are ... utterly unreasonable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, did I mention that includes me?  Am I not part of PEOPLE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:  Can't wait to go to USofA and NYC eoty.&lt;br /&gt;PP/S:  Desperately need my cookers.&lt;br /&gt;PPP/S:  Alice Wong's last day tdy!  Gonna have bitchy lunch session later! WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so today marks the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-6078876300657625889?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/6078876300657625889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=6078876300657625889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/6078876300657625889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/6078876300657625889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-so-you-closet-freaks.html' title='And So You Closet Freaks'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-3761948839982940691</id><published>2010-05-15T11:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T12:00:33.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Verbal Diarrhoea'/><title type='text'>Finally Recovered (crosses fingers)</title><content type='html'>I really don't want to fall sick again because I feel so bad skipping work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, I'm really pleased with choosing to get the iPhone.  I've yet to name her.  Since my MBP's Mackie Ann Red, this baby would be some M.A.R. too luh, I guess.  I figured since that I'm already on Mac, I should just go full force Apple.  I was just telling Mommy that when the iPad officially gets launched in Singapore, I'm going to get one.  But then again, I think I might just wait till the iPad allows multi-tasking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go bathe and then head off for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-3761948839982940691?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/3761948839982940691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=3761948839982940691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/3761948839982940691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/3761948839982940691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/05/finally-recovered-crosses-fingers.html' title='Finally Recovered (crosses fingers)'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-1280832015443557414</id><published>2010-05-05T06:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T06:48:15.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>I Am Still Blogging Lah</title><content type='html'>Just one fine day, I'll do up a proper post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With visuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My internship so far, Iron Man 2, Ip Man 2, alcohol nights etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to work now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maximizing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-1280832015443557414?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/1280832015443557414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=1280832015443557414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/1280832015443557414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/1280832015443557414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-still-blogging-lah.html' title='I Am Still Blogging Lah'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-2288569133316552514</id><published>2010-04-25T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T21:48:42.009+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Shows/Movies'/><title type='text'>Money On Korean Dramas</title><content type='html'>I just came back from a 1.5hour spree at Eastpoint with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an innocent outing to do only two things: 1) return the DVDs to VideoEzay and 2) grocery shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my mother and I couldn't resist looking at the sale TS was having - and it's its last day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The both of us spent a good 20 minutes looking at all the Korean drama sets available.  We handpicked those that were below $30 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; had English subtitles (my mother cannot hear nor read nor understand Chinese/Mandarin for nuts).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We eventually picked &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;SIX dramas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beethoven Virus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sassy Girl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Hero, Hong Gil-Dong&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coffee Prince&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Celebrity Sweetheart&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Single Daddy in Love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swiped my card and the cashier read $120++.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom offered to split the cost but being the nice me (ahem), I declined her very nice offer.  Aiyah, anyway I'm earning money too so it feels quite good to spend my own money :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go watch them now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more week 'fore work commences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Haven't seen the boyfriend in eons :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aeropostale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-2288569133316552514?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/2288569133316552514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=2288569133316552514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2288569133316552514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2288569133316552514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/04/money-on-korean-dramas.html' title='Money On Korean Dramas'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8426857.post-4475737997061344356</id><published>2010-04-25T10:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T10:31:11.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exchange 2010'/><title type='text'>A Bit of Regret</title><content type='html'>The e-mails from the exchange students to Chula are coming in ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From USC, Berkley, Cali etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally missed my chance of interacting with not only the Thais but also those from other countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND STAYING WITH THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chulalongkorn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-4475737997061344356?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/4475737997061344356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=4475737997061344356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4475737997061344356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4475737997061344356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/04/bit-of-regret.html' title='A Bit of Regret'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-8909688095513293332</id><published>2010-04-21T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T23:10:41.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Verbal Diarrhoea'/><title type='text'>Hurray!</title><content type='html'>Never thought I would say this but ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUMMER IS HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finally done with my penultimate year in The School.  I can officially call myself a (soon to be) graduating student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last exam as a 3rd year student was truly an experience that I hope never to go through ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning train crowd was as per usual.  But I wasn't standing at the usual spot I would be standing if I were to take the morning train - by the 'non-opening' doors.  Instead, I was huddled in between women and men in the middle of the carriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad choice, Steff.  Bad choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the way to Lavender, I kept yawning.  At the same time, my stomach had this queasy feeling and my head swore it would burst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claustrophobia?  I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come Bugis, my stomach started to hurt and my head started to spin.  I actually gagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I alighted at City Hall, instead of taking the escalator up and rushing to The School, I had no choice but to squat BY the escalator; I simply could not stand up nor move.  When I stood up, I felt light-headed.  I knew I had to go to the washroom either to puke or to take a massive dump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My vision started blurring as I walked to the nearest toilet (still in City Hall station).  Flashes of light buzzed past and omg, I thought I was going to pass out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed in the toilet for what seemed like 10 minutes.  And mind you, I was already late for my paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shitting and vomiting, I felt better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I walked to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started doing my paper at 9:04am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, really man.  Horrible feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm done with exams, I have a week and a half to relax and shake my legs before I commence my internship at The Company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Upload all back-dated photos from my iXus onto Facebook/Blogger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch as many Japanese/Korean/Taiwanese dramas as possible&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go get my hair dyed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cut my hair (SHOULD I!?!?!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;EXERCISE&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SWIM&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BOWL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;OHMAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY WANT TO GO BOWLING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I go on Friday? On my own?  Maybe I should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss the feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-8909688095513293332?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/8909688095513293332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=8909688095513293332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/8909688095513293332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/8909688095513293332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/04/hurray.html' title='Hurray!'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-928037253018235045</id><published>2010-04-15T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T18:39:11.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Shows/Movies'/><title type='text'>Down With Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You see, my STEC202 Environmental Science Final Exam was this morning at 9am.  I was only left with Wednesday to revise for it considering I spent a huge amount of time on reading the textbook once and studying for ECON228.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But guess what!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Awesome me spent a 3/4 of yesterday's Wednesday watching Taiwan's DOWN WITH LOVE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was reading this week's 8days and I saw this Taiwanese Drama starring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Jerry Yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; (how can a guy be so cute wtf!) and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Ella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; (how can a girl be so cute wtf!)! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.xin.sg/ufunbites/files/2009/12/Down-with-Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 480px;" src="http://blogs.xin.sg/ufunbites/files/2009/12/Down-with-Love.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The weird thing about me is that I'm not a sucker for Taiwanese Dramas (or Korean/Japanese, for that matter) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONLY WHEN I AM NOT WATCHING THEM&lt;/span&gt;.  But once I start, oh boy ... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You know they say curiosity kills the cat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Curiosity kills my brain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was just being curious, wandering around the Internet, not knowing what to do because reading random blogs, surfing Facebook and crapshite was getting quite boring.  Furthermore, reading Environmental Science is no joke. It's boring as hell with a shiteload of information to absorb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;SO ... I went to www.tudou.com and typed "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: arial;"&gt;DOWN WITH LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The rest of it is history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I finished watching 10 episodes already.  It's one more week till the 11th episode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know, I'm crazy right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You know what's even crazier?  Before I left for my paper this morning, I EVEN WATCHED 15minutes OF THE SHOW! WTF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was actually feeling quite sad that I had to go to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;URGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But honestly speaking, the show's nice!  I am totally loving Ella.  She's so hilarious and adorable.  Looking at Jerry reminds me of his DaoMingSi days.  Awww. Can't wait for the next episode :(  The both of them look so awfully good together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have my last paper on Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But I want to watch a new show.  What good Taiwanese Dramas (with hawt actors please!) are there? :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know, I suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wtf la, Steff :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;changing is constant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-928037253018235045?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/928037253018235045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=928037253018235045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/928037253018235045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/928037253018235045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/04/down-with-love.html' title='Down With Love'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-7840333698096802308</id><published>2010-04-13T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T23:45:57.749+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>So Typical ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; pacify me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or am I being unreasonably sensitive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, won't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's Misery #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misery #2 - my exam today.  I don't want to blog about ECON228's crazy paper - I just got wrecked by something sad enough to blow me over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misery #3 - I have 2 more papers to study for and I'm so darn enervated.  For now, what beckons me is STEC202 and my bed.  I swear my legs would fall off the sockets of my pelvic bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing to add to Stefanie's Tuesday Misery would be ... Misery #4.  I got stung by a wasp this morning.  On my ankle.  It throbbed all the way to school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it me or is it me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;detailed contents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-7840333698096802308?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/7840333698096802308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=7840333698096802308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/7840333698096802308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/7840333698096802308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-typical.html' title='So Typical ...'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-5493777768875574001</id><published>2010-04-08T03:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T03:22:58.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Verbal Diarrhoea'/><title type='text'>Thursday And Still Struggling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;EXAMS, EXAMS, EXAMS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13/04 Tuesday 1pm - 4pm: ECON228 Economic Analysis of Multinational Firms&lt;br /&gt;15/04 Thursday 9am - 12pm: STEC Environmental Science (stupid science module!)&lt;br /&gt;20/04 Tuesday 9am - 12pm: COMM330 Persuasion Business of Influence&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;03/05 Monday 8:30am - 6:30pm: INTERNSHIP COMMENCES&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;20/05 - 26/05: Hong Kong &amp;amp; Macau&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in June: Paris (crosses fingers).&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;August: Back to School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;importance of wild species&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-5493777768875574001?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/5493777768875574001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=5493777768875574001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5493777768875574001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5493777768875574001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/04/thursday-and-still-struggling.html' title='Thursday And Still Struggling'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-125329583278356272</id><published>2010-04-07T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T16:28:46.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exchange 2010'/><title type='text'>Chulalongkorn in August 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/mooyong0.1/SIxNh7DTCmI/AAAAAAAAG98/APO-oQoayPE/12736%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 339px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/mooyong0.1/SIxNh7DTCmI/AAAAAAAAG98/APO-oQoayPE/12736%5B3%5D.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know I really should stop being so fickle-minded.  I should really stop being influenced by what other people do and say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Should I really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; go for Exchange this Fall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's really not a big deal since I'm only going to, what, Bangkok, while others are heading to the likes of Sweden, Switzerland, France, USofA, Italy, Germany (groans!), Praha (double groans!), Korea (triple groans!) and other cool countries with 4 seasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;P/S: I should be studying instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;PP/S: Might be heading to Batam for a short getaway with Paige, Jimmy (her boyf) and boyf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;PPP/S: I really don't want to say this but I hope my internship has allowance; considering that I've not even gone down to sign the contract and all, I have no idea what is in store for me ... other than working in a government body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what and how do they work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-125329583278356272?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/125329583278356272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=125329583278356272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/125329583278356272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/125329583278356272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/04/chulalongkorn-in-august-2010.html' title='Chulalongkorn in August 2010'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://lh3.ggpht.com/mooyong0.1/SIxNh7DTCmI/AAAAAAAAG98/APO-oQoayPE/s72-c/12736%5B3%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426857.post-7452715999282789290</id><published>2010-04-06T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T00:37:51.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Shows/Movies'/><title type='text'>O Happy Day - Sister Act 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I remember watching Sister Act 2 over and over and over again.  Getting goosebumps everytime they started singing, laughing my guts off because of Whoopi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SLY7yI1xV-M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SLY7yI1xV-M&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh happy day (oh happy day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh happy day (oh happy day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When Jesus washed (when Jesus washed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When Jesus washed (when Jesus washed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jesus washed (when Jesus washed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Washed my sins away (oh happy day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh happy day (oh happy day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(La, la, la, la, la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;La, la, la, la, la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(La, la, la, la, la, la, la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;La, la, la, la, la, la, la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(La, la, la, la, la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;La, la, la, la, la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh happy day (oh happy day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh happy day (oh happy day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When Jesus washed (when Jesus washed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When Jesus washed (when Jesus washed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When my Jesus washed (when Jesus washed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He washed my sins away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(La, la, la, la, la, la, la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;La, la, la, la, la, la, la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(La, la, la, la, la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;La, la, la, la, la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He taught me how (oh, He taught me how)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To wash (to wash, to wash)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fight and pray (to fight and pray)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fight and pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And he taught me how to live rejoicing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yes, He did (and live rejoicing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh yeah, every, every day (every, every day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(oh yeah) Every day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh happy day (oh happy day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh happy day, yeah (oh happy day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When Jesus washed (when Jesus washed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When my Jesus washed (when Jesus washed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When Jesus washed [hits high note] (when Jesus washed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My sins away (oh happy day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm talking about that happy day (oh happy day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He taught me how (oh yeah, how)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To wash (to wash)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fight and pray (sing it, sing it, c'mon and sing it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fight and pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yeah, yeah, c'mon everybody (and live rejoicing every, every day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sing it like you mean it, oh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh happy day (oh happy day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm talking about the happy days (oh happy day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;C'mon and talk about the happy days (oh happy day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, oh, oh happy days (oh happy day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ooh talking about happy day (oh happy day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh yeah, I know I'm talking about happy days (oh happy day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh yeah, sing it, sing it, sing it, yeah, yeah (oh happy day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, oh, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh happy day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved Sister Act 8 times while on my flight to Los Angeles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the DVD.  Can anyone tell me if I can still find the torrent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let me rejoice in Your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-7452715999282789290?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/7452715999282789290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=7452715999282789290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/7452715999282789290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/7452715999282789290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-happy-day-sister-act-2.html' title='O Happy Day - Sister Act 2'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-1512016123837315400</id><published>2010-04-05T16:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:18:48.790+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lemmings'/><title type='text'>Semi-Pro or a DSLR?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mizkadiah.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/pansonic-lumix-gf1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 504px; height: 419px;" src="http://mizkadiah.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/pansonic-lumix-gf1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.itechnews.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/canon-rebel-t1i-eos-500d-digital-slr-camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 403px;" src="http://www.itechnews.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/canon-rebel-t1i-eos-500d-digital-slr-camera.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.itechnews.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/canon-powershot-g10-prosumer-camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://www.itechnews.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/canon-powershot-g10-prosumer-camera.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.olympusamerica.com/cpg_section/images/product/1501/prodviews/slideshow_images/1501_productview01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 535px; height: 266px;" src="http://www.olympusamerica.com/cpg_section/images/product/1501/prodviews/slideshow_images/1501_productview01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Honestly speaking, I'm quite yearning for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Olympus PEN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;DSLR&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Can't I get both?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Any suggestions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;p/s: I've not seen the boyfriend for 3 days now :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;the nature of science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-1512016123837315400?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/1512016123837315400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=1512016123837315400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/1512016123837315400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/1512016123837315400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/04/semi-pro-or-dslr.html' title='Semi-Pro or a DSLR?'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-3423391418076353551</id><published>2010-04-05T01:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T01:59:34.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gossip/Juicy News/Other Reads'/><title type='text'>David Thorne is Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you people remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;David Thorne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;David and his spider e-mails&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Still no memory?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is David Thorne ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: arial; width: 474px; height: 3233px;" bgcolor="white" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="27"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;td valign="top" width="351"&gt;      &lt;h5&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From:&lt;/strong&gt; Jane Gilles&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Date:&lt;/strong&gt; Wednesday 8 Oct 2008 12.19pm&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;To:&lt;/strong&gt; David Thorne&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Subject:&lt;/strong&gt; Overdue account&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;     Dear David,        &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt; Our records indicate that your account is overdue by the amount of $233.95. If you have already made this payment please contact us within the next 7 days to confirm payment has been applied to your account and is no longer outstanding.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt;        Yours sincerely, Jane Gilles&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;strong&gt;From:&lt;/strong&gt; David Thorne&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Date:&lt;/strong&gt; Wednesday 8 Oct 2008 12.37pm&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;To:&lt;/strong&gt; Jane Gilles&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Subject:&lt;/strong&gt; Re: Overdue account&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;     Dear Jane,        &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt;I do not have any money so am sending you this drawing I did of a spider instead. I value the drawing at $233.95 so trust that this settles the matter.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt;        Regards, David.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;img src="http://www.27bslash6.com/images/spiderdrawing.gif" alt="" border="0" height="144" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;strong&gt;From:&lt;/strong&gt; Jane Gilles&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Date: &lt;/strong&gt;Thursday 9 Oct 2008 10.07am&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;To:&lt;/strong&gt; David Thorne&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Subject:&lt;/strong&gt; Overdue account&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;     Dear David,&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt; Thankyou for contacting us. Unfortunately we are unable to accept drawings as payment and your account remains in arrears of $233.95. Please contact us within the next 7 days to confirm payment has been applied to your account and is no longer outstanding.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt;        Yours sincerely, Jane Gilles&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;strong&gt;From:&lt;/strong&gt; David Thorne&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Date:&lt;/strong&gt; Thursday 9 Oct 2008 10.32am&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;To:&lt;/strong&gt; Jane Gilles&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Subject:&lt;/strong&gt; Re: Overdue account&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;     Dear Jane,&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt;        Can I have my drawing of a spider back then please.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt;        Regards, David.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;strong&gt;From:&lt;/strong&gt; Jane Gilles&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Date:&lt;/strong&gt; Thursday 9 Oct 2008 11.42am&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;To:&lt;/strong&gt; David Thorne&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Subject:&lt;/strong&gt; Re: Re: Overdue account&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;     Dear David,&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt;        You emailed the drawing to me. Do you want me to email it back to you?&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt;        Yours sincerely, Jane Gilles&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;strong&gt;From:&lt;/strong&gt; David Thorne&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Date:&lt;/strong&gt; Thursday 9 Oct 2008 11.56am&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;To:&lt;/strong&gt; Jane Gilles&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Subject:&lt;/strong&gt; Re: Re: Re: Overdue account&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;      Dear Jane,&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt;         Yes please.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt;                Regards, David.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;strong&gt;From:&lt;/strong&gt; Jane Gilles&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Date: &lt;/strong&gt;Thursday 9 Oct 2008 12.14pm&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;To: &lt;/strong&gt;David Thorne&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Subject: &lt;/strong&gt;Re: Re: Re: Re: Overdue account&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;     Attached &lt;spider.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;img src="http://www.27bslash6.com/images/spiderdrawing.gif" alt="" border="0" height="144" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;strong&gt;From:&lt;/strong&gt; David Thorne&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Date:&lt;/strong&gt; Friday 10 Oct 2008 09.22am&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;To:&lt;/strong&gt; Jane Gilles&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Subject: &lt;/strong&gt;Whose spider is that?&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;     Dear Jane,&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/spider.gif&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt; Are you sure this drawing of a spider is the one I sent you? This spider only has seven legs and I do not feel I would have made such an elementary mistake when I drew it.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt;                Regards, David.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;strong&gt;From:&lt;/strong&gt; Jane Gilles&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Date:&lt;/strong&gt; Friday 10 Oct 2008 11.03am&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;To:&lt;/strong&gt; David Thorne&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Subject:&lt;/strong&gt; Re: Whose spider is that?&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;     Dear David,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt;        Yes it is the same drawing. I copied and pasted it from the email you sent me on the 8th.        David your account is still overdue by the amount of $233.95.&lt;br /&gt;     Please make this payment as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt;        Yours sincerely, Jane Gilles&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;strong&gt;From:&lt;/strong&gt; David Thorne&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Date:&lt;/strong&gt; Friday 10 Oct 2008 11.05am&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;To:&lt;/strong&gt; Jane Gilles&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Subject:&lt;/strong&gt; Automated Out of Office Response&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;     Thankyou for contacting me.&lt;br /&gt;     I am currently away on leave, traveling through time and will be returning last week.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt;        Regards, David.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;strong&gt;From:&lt;/strong&gt; David Thorne&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Date:&lt;/strong&gt; Friday 10 Oct 2008 11.08am&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;To:&lt;/strong&gt; Jane Gilles&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Subject:&lt;/strong&gt; Re: Re: Whose spider is that?&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Hello, I am back and have read through your emails and accept that despite missing a leg, that drawing of a spider may indeed be the one I sent you. I realise with hindsight that it is possible you rejected the drawing of a spider due to this obvious limb ommission but did not point it out in an effort to avoid hurting my feelings. As such, I am sending you a revised drawing with the correct number of legs as full payment for any amount outstanding. I trust this will bring the matter to a conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt;         Regards, David.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;img src="http://www.27bslash6.com/images/spiderdrawing2.gif" alt="" border="0" height="150" width="200" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;strong&gt;From:&lt;/strong&gt; Jane Gilles&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Date:&lt;/strong&gt; Monday 13 Oct 2008 2.51pm&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;To:&lt;/strong&gt; David Thorne&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Subject:&lt;/strong&gt; Re: Re: Re: Whose spider is that?&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;     Dear David,&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt;As I have stated, we do not accept drawings in lei of money for accounts outstanding. We accept cheque, bank cheque, money order or cash. Please make a payment this week to avoid incurring any additional fees.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt;        Yours sincerely, Jane Gilles&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;strong&gt;From:&lt;/strong&gt; David Thorne&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Date:&lt;/strong&gt; Monday 13 Oct 2008 3.17pm&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;To:&lt;/strong&gt; Jane Gilles&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Subject:&lt;/strong&gt; Re: Re: Re: Re: Whose spider is that?&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;I understand and will definitely make a payment this week if I remember. As you have not accepted my second drawing as payment, please return the drawing to me as soon as possible. It was silly of me to assume I could provide you with something of completely no value whatsoever, waste your time and then attach such a large amount to it.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5&gt;        Regards, David.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;strong&gt;From:&lt;/strong&gt; Jane Gilles&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Date:&lt;/strong&gt; Tuesday 14 Oct 2008 11.18am&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;To:&lt;/strong&gt; David Thorne&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;Subject: &lt;/strong&gt;Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Whose spider is that?&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;     Attached &lt;spider2.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;img src="http://www.27bslash6.com/images/spiderdrawing2.gif" alt="" border="0" height="150" width="200" /&gt;                     &lt;/spider2.gif&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;David Thorne and his spider e-mails.  Hilarious, I must say!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guess what?  David's back!  Not with spiders though.  He's back with DOGS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img444.imageshack.us/img444/3386/saferedirect.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 449px; height: 624px;" src="http://img444.imageshack.us/img444/3386/saferedirect.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;click to see larger image&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That was a letter sent to David ... and now ... ... ... get ready for it ... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;From:&lt;/b&gt;  David Thorne&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date:&lt;/b&gt;  Thursday 21 May 2009 10.16am&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To:&lt;/b&gt;  Helen Bailey&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject:&lt;/b&gt;  Pets in the building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Helen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou for your letter concerning pets in my apartment. I understand that having dogs in the apartment is a violation of the agreement due to the comfort and wellbeing of my neighbours and I am currently soundproofing my apartment with egg cartons as I realise my dogs can cause quite a bit of noise. Especially during feeding time when I release live rabbits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards, David.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From:&lt;/b&gt;  Helen Bailey&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date:&lt;/b&gt;  Thursday 21 May 2009 11.18am&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To:&lt;/b&gt;  David Thorne&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject:&lt;/b&gt;  Re: Pets in the building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have received your email and wish to remind you that the strata agreement states that no animals are allowed in the building regardless of if your apartment is soundproof. How many dogs do you have at the premises?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From:&lt;/b&gt;  David Thorne&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date:&lt;/b&gt;  Thursday 21 May 2009 1.52pm&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To:&lt;/b&gt;  Helen Bailey&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject:&lt;/b&gt;  Re: Re: Pets in the building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Helen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I only have eight dogs but one is expecting puppies and I am very excited by this. I am hoping for a litter of at least ten as this is the number required to participate in dog sled racing. I have read every Jack London novel in preparation and have constructed my own sled from timber I borrowed from the construction site across the road during the night. I have devised a plan which I feel will ensure me taking first place in the next national dog sled championships. For the first year of the puppies life I intend to say the word mush then chase them violently around the apartment while yelling and hitting saucepan lids together. I have estimated that the soundproofing of my apartment should block out at least sixty percent of the noise and the dogs will learn to associate the word mush with great fear so when I yell it on race day, the panic and released adrenaline will spur them on to being winners. I am so confident of this being a foolproof plan that I intend to sell all my furniture the day before the race and bet the proceeds on coming first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards, David.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From:&lt;/b&gt;  Helen Bailey&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date:&lt;/b&gt;  Friday 22 May 2009 9.43am&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To:&lt;/b&gt;  David Thorne&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject:&lt;/b&gt;  Re: Re: Re: Pets in the building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David, I am unsure what to make of your email. Do you have pets in the apartment or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From:&lt;/b&gt;  David Thorne&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date:&lt;/b&gt;  Friday 22 May 2009 11.27am&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To:&lt;/b&gt;  Helen Bailey&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject:&lt;/b&gt;  Re: Re: Re: Re: Pets in the building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Helen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I have a goldfish but due to the air conditioner in my apartment being stuck on a constant two degrees celcius, the water in its bowl is iced over and he has not moved for a while so I do not think he is capable of disturbing the neighbours. The ducks in the bathroom are not mine. The noise which my neighbours possibly mistook for a dog in the apartment is just the looping tape I have of dogs barking which I play at high volume while I am at work to deter potential burglars from breaking in and stealing my tupperware. I need it to keep food fresh. Once I ate leftover chinese that had been kept in an unsealed container and I experienced complete awareness. The next night I tried eating it again but only experienced chest pains and diarrhoea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards, David.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From:&lt;/b&gt;  Helen Bailey&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date:&lt;/b&gt;  Friday 22 May 2009 1.46pm&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To:&lt;/b&gt;  David Thorne&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject:&lt;/b&gt;  Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Pets in the building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot play sounds of dogs or any noise at a volume that disturbs others. I am sure you can appreciate that these rules are for the benefit of all residents of the building. Fish are fine. You cannot have ducks in the apartment though. If it was small birds that would be ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From:&lt;/b&gt;  David Thorne&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date:&lt;/b&gt;  Friday 22 May 2009 2.18pm&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To:&lt;/b&gt;  Helen Bailey&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject:&lt;/b&gt;  Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Pets in the building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Helen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are very small ducks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards, David.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From:&lt;/b&gt;  Helen Bailey&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date:&lt;/b&gt;  Friday 22 May 2009 4.06pm&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To:&lt;/b&gt;  David Thorne&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject:&lt;/b&gt;  Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Pets in the building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David, under section 4 of the strata residency agreement it states that you cannot have pets. You agreed to these rules when you signed the forms. These rules are set out to benefit everyone in the building including yourself. Do you have a telephone number I can call you on to discuss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From:&lt;/b&gt;  David Thorne&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date:&lt;/b&gt;  Friday 22 May 2009 5.02pm&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To:&lt;/b&gt;  Helen Bailey&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject:&lt;/b&gt;  Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Pets in the building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Helen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ducks will no doubt be flying south for the winter soon so it will not be an issue. It is probably for the best as they are not getting along very well with my seventeen cats anyway. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards, David.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From:&lt;/b&gt;  Helen Bailey&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date:&lt;/b&gt;  Monday 25 May 2009 9.22am&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To:&lt;/b&gt;  David Thorne&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject:&lt;/b&gt;  Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Pets in the building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David, I am just going to write on the forms that we have investigated and you do not have any pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen &lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O.M.G!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so fucking hilarious!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;David, David.  Job well done.  That is some good work there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hope you all had a good laugh like I did :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hot and spicy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-3423391418076353551?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/3423391418076353551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=3423391418076353551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/3423391418076353551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/3423391418076353551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/04/david-thorne-is-back.html' title='David Thorne is Back!'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-8848704215890837291</id><published>2010-04-04T15:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T15:46:24.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NTU 2010 Admissions Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>Happy Easter To You and You and You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://uotter.com/cart/images/bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 380px;" src="http://uotter.com/cart/images/bunny.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;P/S:  Melvin Ho just tagged me in this ridiculously disgraceful/hilarious video on Facebook.  What's the video?  It's supposedly a video to lure students into applying for NTU.  I heard it's part of NTU's "Choose NTU Campaign" but honestly, having such a crappy video entitled, "Top Employers Chase NTU Students" isn't going to work.  I had wanted to post it on to my blog but I can't seem to find the codes to do so :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;affecting you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-8848704215890837291?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/8848704215890837291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=8848704215890837291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/8848704215890837291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/8848704215890837291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter-to-you-and-you-and-you.html' title='Happy Easter To You and You and You!'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-5414784247795223360</id><published>2010-04-03T23:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T00:45:27.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humankind in Ruins'/><title type='text'>Paper Chasers and the Rat Race</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;disclaimer: this post is not for those who are extremely contented with living a simple life like having a monthly household income of $1,500.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Paper chasers are people who are motivated by money and will do anything to get the dough."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;My question is ... ... ... ... aside from the underground activities, what is the most common way to get a high pay now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered if everyone has/is working towards a degree, how would you, as a degree holder, differentiate yourself from the other degree holders?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Where your degree is from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm not talking about a degree from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;zai arse colleges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; like Stanford, Harvard, Yale, Brown, Cambridge, Bath etc.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Instead, think about the degree that you're getting from Singapore.  Be it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="font-family: arial;"&gt;SUN&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; NUS, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="font-family: arial;"&gt;NUT&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; NTU (don't blame me, "sun" and "nut" are words I always type; my fingers automatically fly across the keyboard), SMU, and private higher education institutes such as SIM,nPSB Academy, ESAE and whatever else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So what if you graduated with a degree from NUS, NTU or SMU?  You may well be a working as a financial planner, property agent or in an MLM after you graduate.  True, it is possible to earn big bucks with these jobs but why study?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Your degree is redundant for jobs like those.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And do not be surprised if your boss is a graduate from SIM.  It is a very possible truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why do people go to SIM anyway?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is it because their GCE 'A' level results/Poly GPA are not good enough to enter the other 3 local universities?  Or is it because SIM offers degrees from (rather prestigious) overseas universities such as the likes of University of London (UOL), University of Buffalo (UB), RMIT etc?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So what if you graduate from SIM with an overseas degree?  It is still an "external student system" anyway.  You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;did not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; graduate from University of London.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Neither did you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; graduate from UB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;You graduated from SIM with a SIM-(insert overseas university) degree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No, don't get me wrong, I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; saying SIM is an awful place to go to and I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; saying&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;it is a stupid decision to go to SIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am simply questioning the "validity of a degree, be it from SIM, NUS, NTU or SMU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Any graduate from any of these 4 universities has an opportunity to make it big in the corporate world.  Yes, competition ensues between the 4 schools but I dare say that there is more competition between graduates from NUS, NTU and SMU than with SIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is it the stigma?  Everybody I know who did not do well enough to get into NUS, NTU or SMU ended up going to SIM.  I remember someone telling me that NUS Faculty of Arts and Social Sciences (NUSFASS) is the dumping ground of SMU rejects; SIM is the dumping ground of all NTU, NUS and SMU rejects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How true is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The story does not end here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We must account for those who go to the Ohmygosh-I-Am-So-Luvin-Down-Under Australian Universities to study God-Knows-What.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have friends studying Medicine in Australia and why there?  She got rejected by NUS Medicial School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you think SIM is the dumping ground of NUS, NTU and SMU rejects, now I am telling you that Australia is a dumping ground of NUS, NTU, SMU and even SIM rejects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I say SIM rejects, I actually mean SIM "rejects": it is not because SIM rejected them (how in the world can SIM reject a student?  Never heard it before!) instead it is the other way round. Let's see, to the ones who want to go to/are in Aussie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Think that going to Aussie will reap them a net positive benefit (what from the education curriculum, overseas environment will teach them how to be independent blah blah)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Die die want to take a degree that is not offered in any of the four local institutions such as hospitality (NTU offers it as a collaboration with Cornell University but only at graduate level, I think and although SIM has hospitality courses, students will only graduate with a Diploma), child development, art/fashion, performing arts and music, health and exercise (wtf I know) and whatever weird degrees.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Think that going overseas to study is hip and why not since it is free of charge (credit to parents)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not realize the full financial impact on their families (if their parents are rich then this point does not apply to them la duh)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have really rich parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;2) The type of degree you graduate with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In NUS, NTU or SMU itself, the student population can be divided into three sections:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Upper Class Students &lt;/span&gt;(Dean's listers, First Class Honors, Second Upper/Lower ...)  These people are basically those who are able to say, "I graduated with an Honors, extraordinary academic abilities (think GPA 4.3/4.o), a good CCA record etc etc.  Want to take a look at my resume?  I don't think I can fit everything into 2 pages."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The neither here nor there Students &lt;/span&gt;who scored B+s and Bs throughout their varsity life thus realizing that they can neither graduate with an Honors or at least, for Unis with direct Honors (e.g. SMU and NTU), an Honors with a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zai &lt;/span&gt;"name" (e.g. First Class etc la)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I-Just-Want-A-Degree Students&lt;/span&gt; who either cmi in their varsity studies or are so mediocre that they just sink into the shadows.  These students usually have the mindset that a degree is better than nothing and having a degree is all that matters.  Whether they graduate with Hons, an excellent GPA or a good CCA record is secondary.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So can you imagine if you only have a degree sans the extra "ornaments" on it and you are going to present that to an employer.  Right after you do that, another graduate turns up with his/her degree that is "packed to the brim" (you get the metaphor) until it is so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;swee swee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  How can you fight with this fella?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NO CHANCE, I TELL YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Of course, ceteris paribus la.  I haven't accounted for character traits and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But you have to admit that a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;degree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; a mediocre one gives you a literal passport to almost any company/organization.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I mean good like, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;not scoring B-s, Cs and Ds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; in your varsity studies.  That translates into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;do not be contented with an average (and obviously below average) GPA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  So what if everybody else is scoring a mean mark for the Exams, projects, reports?  It does not mean that you have to be the same - the tragedy of the commons will set you back, BIG TIME.  By being in the same boat, it just makes competition tougher.  In this age, it's all about the survival of the fittest, you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;cannot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; count on someone to continue scoring the same average marks as you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take this for example (a bit loserish but owells!):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A: "Eh you got B for Math huh?  Me too! Heng!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;B: "Yeah. Everybody got either a B or B+.  A few got B- la.  But of course, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;zai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ones got As lor"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A: "Aiyah, don't care about them.  They're nerds/geeks and losers. Eh, don't study for the next test la."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;B: (laughs and thinks to himself) I am so going to get an A for the next test.  I don't want to lose out to you, weirdo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One word: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;COMPETITIVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;3) Your Person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then now we have to talk about your pluses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aside from your degree, aside from your excellent GPA/grades, what else can you offer to your potential company/employer?  Why should they hire you?  Since everyone is becoming a paper chaser and hence, will do anything to earn a high pay, why are you, of all people, valuable to the company that it should hire you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The degree is just a leverage, a passport, to the company.  You need the key the lock in the effect.  And most of the times, especially now, the key is that little somethingsomething that companies are looking for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But guess what?  Everybody is fast gaining on to a template for this.  By this I mean when one goes for an interview, he/she is bound to say something that another candidate has already said before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I am motivated by results.  Determined and full of perseverance."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now of course, we cannot forget that we do not have to go through all this trouble if we were to just get self-employed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But can you handle a business?  Can you guarantee that you will break even in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;n &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;months/years and that your business will not be reporting a loss for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;m &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(where m&gt;n) months/years?  Do you have a business head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah, you can be a full-time tutor.  My A and E math tutor back in Secondary earned at least ... let's see, each student pays $360.  She teaches in a group of 8.  On weekdays, she has at least 5 groups.  2 groups each on Saturday and Sunday.  You do the Math, yeah?  A full-time tutor would of course work too.  But there is no CPF, you okay with it?  (But truthfully, the education business e.g. tuition and all has quite a huge market out there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everyone is so involved in the rat race.  Everyone is trying so hard to be a winner.  So so hard.  But everytime they overtake someone, someone else surpasses them and eventually is overshadowed by everybody else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The solution is ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;knowing the right people at the right time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Networking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  Be nice, smile, be amiable.  You never know that the doode you're speaking to at the hypermart might just be able to land you your big job earning you big bucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Honestly speaking, I do not know what to do with my life either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am obviously not graduating with an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;excellent GPA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and though I will be graduating with an Honors, it is no biggie at all :(  I have no competitive edge above my competitors.  And this is one of the primary reasons that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I am going to reject Exchanging in Chulalongkorn University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; - I need to pull my GPA up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am indeed caught in the rat race.  How can I not?  Money makes my world go round.  Doesn't it for yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Even if you are a winner in the rat race, you are still a rat.&lt;br /&gt;- Lily Tomlin"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Nothing is impossible (thank you Adidas)!!! So don't give up hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and we say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-5414784247795223360?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/5414784247795223360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=5414784247795223360' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5414784247795223360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5414784247795223360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/04/paper-chasers-and-rat-race.html' title='Paper Chasers and the Rat Race'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426857.post-6224502875763991660</id><published>2010-04-03T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T23:02:36.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><title type='text'>Exams: So Near Yet So Far</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wait, are you serious?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;It is study week now?  Already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9 days till my first paper, ECON228 Economic Analysis of Multinational Firms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11.5 days till my second paper, STEC202 Environmental Science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15 days days till my third paper, COMM330 Persuasion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;AND I WILL OFFICIALLY BE IN MY FINAL YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've learnt a lot from my Economics and Corporate Communications modules for the past 2 semesters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually realised that I do like International Economics - trade, international business economics, macro and trade policies.  How I'd wish that IE Singapore had called me sooner before MICA did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have my chance.  I know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this morning, I had my PR writing exam.  Yeah, exam on a Saturday morning.  AND in Study Week.  Totally sucks balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Good Friday yesterday and two of my classes were postponed to this week; I have Persuasion on Monday morning.  Mehmeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I will do once my exams end.  I have a week and a half before I commence work and I don't want to spend excessively (hoping to travel at a leisurely and comfortably while in HK&amp;amp;Macau).  Maybe I'll try finding a 3-4day kinda job.  I'll still have my tuitions, obviously.  We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!  And I finally bought my Fabrix laptop sleeve!  But it's the pin-stripe design.  Couldn't wait to get it so I just purchased one from my school's Mac Shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$69.90 balls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to do my report now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, some Chinese Bridge first (damn addictive, this game.  Blame the boyfriend!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there is a mighty river flowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-6224502875763991660?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/6224502875763991660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=6224502875763991660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/6224502875763991660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/6224502875763991660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/04/exams-so-near-yet-so-far.html' title='Exams: So Near Yet So Far'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-8837797234518769056</id><published>2010-04-01T02:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T02:10:28.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; Baby,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hUbJlTYODck/S7OP0dp2DPI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/wsojh6yINYQ/s1600/Photo+on+2009-09-01+at+21.32+%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hUbJlTYODck/S7OP0dp2DPI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/wsojh6yINYQ/s320/Photo+on+2009-09-01+at+21.32+%232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454861705151909106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you never fail to make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i can feel your halo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-8837797234518769056?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/8837797234518769056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=8837797234518769056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/8837797234518769056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/8837797234518769056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/04/baby.html' title='&amp; Baby,'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hUbJlTYODck/S7OP0dp2DPI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/wsojh6yINYQ/s72-c/Photo+on+2009-09-01+at+21.32+%232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426857.post-6322987843323280702</id><published>2010-03-31T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T00:04:45.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fabrix'/><title type='text'>Fabrix</title><content type='html'>After having enough of carrying my Macbook Pro in my bag/like how a studious geek would carry their books, I've decided to get a laptop sleeve with handles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be able to look glam and all girly because I'll carry my bag + laptop slinged at my elbows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited &lt;a href="http://fabrix.com/"&gt;fabrix&lt;/a&gt; on recommendation by Pris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most laptop sleeves are priced at $49.90 (additional handles at an extra $10) and the ltd editions one are more pricey at $69.90.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fabrixcases.com/sg/shop/laptop/black-angus-laptop-sleeve1/index.php?productid=149&amp;amp;width=650&amp;amp;height=432"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 299px;" src="http://www.fabrixcases.com/sg/shop/laptop/black-angus-laptop-sleeve1/index.php?productid=149&amp;amp;width=650&amp;amp;height=432" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Angus with Red Strap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After adding the short handles (you can add a back-pocket for $10), the total amount was $59.90.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite an amount considering it's ... ... fabric.  Doh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, my current 'case' threw me back by $100 :( It's alright 'cause it's in bright red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having some problems trying to make my payment.  The site's wobbly.  Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want this sleeve in time for work.  I need to look professional. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love to sing Your praises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-6322987843323280702?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/6322987843323280702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=6322987843323280702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/6322987843323280702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/6322987843323280702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/03/fabrix.html' title='Fabrix'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-2072573944143632983</id><published>2010-03-30T22:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T23:02:13.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>:Ds and Lemmings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Since I do not know who my Supervisor is, I e-mailed the lady who I've been corresponding for my internship to relay a request to my Supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a lot of time pondering over whether I should request for leave and how should I ask nicely.  I didn't want to ruin my chances of scoring the internship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internship really means a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;helluva&lt;/span&gt; to me - it's not easy to get such an awesome internship, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, since I'm already in my penultimate year, without an internship, I would not be able to graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not the point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is ... I know for sure that this internship is going to open my eyes to the type of career that I want.  I'm not sure if it is the right industry but it is definitely a great stepping stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to provide the much leverage that I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the e-mail ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cache1.bigcartel.com/product_images/1385502/So_Very_Happy_Version_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 525px;" src="http://cache1.bigcartel.com/product_images/1385502/So_Very_Happy_Version_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LEAVE GRANTED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was soooooo happy when I received her reply!  I thanked her a gazillion times and thanked my Supervisor milgazillion times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I get to go to both Hong Kong and Paris (fingers crossed)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I can't wait to start work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Events management + PR = something I really really enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm intending to change my camera soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Canon iXus 80 has been a good friend of mine for close to 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember getting it a few days before I flew off to Thailand for 21 + 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooooo ... .... it's time I upgraded into something better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lambertstyle.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/canon-g10-front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 452px; height: 322px;" src="http://lambertstyle.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/canon-g10-front.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm lemming for the Canon G10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't be surprised if I get the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lumix semi-pro&lt;/span&gt; 'cause of its awesome functions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't be surprised if I get myself &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a nice DSLR&lt;/span&gt; (and burn my pocket at the same time).  Haw haw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to wait for the next IT Fair.  Or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll just wait till I feel comfortable with parting with about $1,000+++ of my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be a good girl by studying really doubly, triply hard for my Finals.  I cannot afford to screw this Semester up, especially if I'm going for Exchange next Semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Boyfriend is out at BoatQuay now for drinks and he just sent me home. :D&lt;br /&gt;PP/S: I'm going to learn how to blog using iBlog.  Must make use of my MacBPro's awesome functions.  My $2,100++k must be well-used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zaijian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-2072573944143632983?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/2072573944143632983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=2072573944143632983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2072573944143632983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2072573944143632983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/03/ds-and-lemmings.html' title=':Ds and Lemmings'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-3428048507033777118</id><published>2010-03-30T02:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T02:16:20.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gossip/Juicy News/Other Reads'/><title type='text'>ROFLMAO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cuteoverload.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/image00121.jpg?w=500&amp;amp;h=464&amp;amp;h=464"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 464px;" src="http://cuteoverload.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/image00121.jpg?w=500&amp;amp;h=464&amp;amp;h=464" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't you think this is so chewt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so funny!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to cuteoverload for more :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;overload&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-3428048507033777118?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/3428048507033777118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=3428048507033777118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/3428048507033777118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/3428048507033777118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/03/roflmao.html' title='ROFLMAO'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-976764890065177032</id><published>2010-03-30T01:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T16:12:04.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>Paris Vs Hong Kong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blacklawrence.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/hong_kong_de_noche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 256px;" src="http://blacklawrence.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/hong_kong_de_noche.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://psych.fullerton.edu/mbirnbaum/psych466/AL/Paris.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 278px;" src="http://psych.fullerton.edu/mbirnbaum/psych466/AL/Paris.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is a stupid dilemma to have because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the answer is so goddamn obvious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I would rather cancel my HK trip because my request for leave was declined than to cancel my trip 'cause I was too much of a coward to ask my bosses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I have my cake and eat it too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it really NOT possible?  AT ALL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that I don't want to screw this internship up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tick tock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-976764890065177032?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/976764890065177032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=976764890065177032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/976764890065177032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/976764890065177032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/03/paris-vs-hong-kong.html' title='Paris Vs Hong Kong'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-7926252967856565301</id><published>2010-03-29T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T23:32:40.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>I Got My Internship!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://stuff.pyzam.com/funnypics/0/pyzamOmgWtf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 326px;" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/funnypics/0/pyzamOmgWtf.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at 3pm, while routinely checking my mail, I saw an e-mail from _______ &lt;can't&gt; and guess what it read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;"Dear Stefanie, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We are pleased to inform you that our National Marketing and Resilience Division would like to bring you in as their intern from May-17 Aug 2010. Could you let me know which date in May would be good for you to start your internship? Thanks."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/can't&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;can't&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;How awesome is that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/can't&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;can't&gt;&lt;/can't&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;can't&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't even have to go for an interview!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally skipped that stage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so over the moon until ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/can't&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;can't&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I realised that I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;would not &lt;/span&gt;be able to make it for my HK-Macau trip in May.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/can't&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;can't&gt;&lt;/can't&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;can't&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope something would work out.  I hope they allow me to go on leave.  REALLY REALLY PRAYING :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm going back to my books. Yes yes, I'm finally commencing my revision for my Final exams.  Meh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my domokun pencil case says hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/can't&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-7926252967856565301?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/7926252967856565301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=7926252967856565301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/7926252967856565301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/7926252967856565301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-got-my-internship.html' title='I Got My Internship!'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-2907144593393694007</id><published>2010-03-29T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T23:26:34.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gastronomia'/><title type='text'>Chilli Padi</title><content type='html'>We headed to Chilli Padi (North Bridge Road) for a dinner buffet!  It's my 3rd time there and I totally see myself going back there for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Peranakan food. No matter how fattening it is, everything is just so mouth-watering and so uber delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hUbJlTYODck/S7DE2e7xuhI/AAAAAAAAAtI/kLnh75IULPM/s1600/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hUbJlTYODck/S7DE2e7xuhI/AAAAAAAAAtI/kLnh75IULPM/s320/IMG_0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454075589041437202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asam fish, chap chye, some ayam curry thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hUbJlTYODck/S7DEnVGwnJI/AAAAAAAAAs4/NctOrVELxSQ/s1600/IMG_9998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hUbJlTYODck/S7DEnVGwnJI/AAAAAAAAAs4/NctOrVELxSQ/s400/IMG_9998.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454075328705109138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kueh paiti. This is mad love. Grew up eating this! :D  But their paiti cai is not as nice as Ee-ee's or Sa Yi Po's. Hmm :| I like the shell though. Just the right amount of crisp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hUbJlTYODck/S7DEm2gvQsI/AAAAAAAAAsw/Ppp2sgvYcyE/s1600/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hUbJlTYODck/S7DEm2gvQsI/AAAAAAAAAsw/Ppp2sgvYcyE/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454075320492573378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nonya Laksa.  I had 3 servings of this. Mad awesome.  Boyfriend doesn't like coconut so he had 3 servings of Nonya Mee Siam.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a huge fan of coconut (esp the drink) but I just can't seem to resist the coconut flavours in every Peranakan dish!  The ondeh ondehs, the nonya laksas, the kueh kosuis etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hUbJlTYODck/S7DEJy0rnXI/AAAAAAAAAso/GOU-OJBTUO4/s1600/IMG_0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hUbJlTYODck/S7DEJy0rnXI/AAAAAAAAAso/GOU-OJBTUO4/s400/IMG_0010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454074821286272370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My present from boyfriend.  It's a lovely necklace with a diamante in the middle of it.  The pendant's an "I".&lt;br /&gt;He said he wanted to get me one with an "S" but conveniently enough, there weren't any more "S"s so he got me an "I". Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hUbJlTYODck/S7DEJF9WZtI/AAAAAAAAAsg/DQWVIs5S8Zg/s1600/IMG_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hUbJlTYODck/S7DEJF9WZtI/AAAAAAAAAsg/DQWVIs5S8Zg/s400/IMG_0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454074809243035346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the uber great boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We walked around for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my slippers! Yayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to watch a movie - WHEN IN ROME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh Duhamel is hawt stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie brings back my Europe trip memories.  Aaahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Chilli Padi is damn cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: $13.80+&lt;br /&gt;Hi-tea: $7.80+&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: $13.80+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mojitos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-2907144593393694007?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/2907144593393694007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=2907144593393694007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2907144593393694007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2907144593393694007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/03/chilli-padi.html' title='Chilli Padi'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hUbJlTYODck/S7DE2e7xuhI/AAAAAAAAAtI/kLnh75IULPM/s72-c/IMG_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426857.post-1150270158300826721</id><published>2010-03-29T16:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T16:57:20.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><title type='text'>Am I In The Wrong?</title><content type='html'>Tell me, am I to blame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I deserve the treatment that you're giving me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't you be happy for me instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it means forgoing 7 days with you but we could have so many and even longer of those days in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why make it seem like I am to blame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why make it seem like I deserve the cold shoulder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in the past from the present into the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-1150270158300826721?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/1150270158300826721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=1150270158300826721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/1150270158300826721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/1150270158300826721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/03/am-i-in-wrong.html' title='Am I In The Wrong?'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-1808409937691259690</id><published>2010-03-27T14:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T14:48:13.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><title type='text'>Week 12 Thus Far</title><content type='html'>I am finally done with the much dreaded week 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I had 52342387123 assignments/reports/presentations/media kits/research papers due and thankfully, I managed all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I fell sick halfway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still mad happy that I got through 3 presentations, 3 submissions of reports/media kits :D  Still left with 1 quiz, 1 report and 3 finals to go before I am officially a FINAL YEAR STUDENT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exchange results are out!  At least for me, I think?  Nobody around me seems to have heard anything about their applications except for me.  Should I be worried because nobody else is going for exchange except me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHULALONGKORN UNIVERSITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right in the heart of Bangkok City.  A stroll away from MBK, Siam Square and all the goodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not sure if I will really go in the end; I just reverted my acceptance of the offer and I'll see how it goes from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend and I turned a year old earlier this week, on a great day of 23rd March. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I was bogged all the way from 10am to 1am wtf with school work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fret 'cause great loving boyfriend came to pick me up from school at 2am when I finally finished my meeting wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to have a belated celebration todaytodaytoday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just waiting in school now till the clock turns 3:15pm to make my way down to Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess where we're headed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(next post!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;altogether now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-1808409937691259690?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/1808409937691259690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=1808409937691259690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/1808409937691259690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/1808409937691259690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/03/week-12-thus-far.html' title='Week 12 Thus Far'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-5776874460084191118</id><published>2010-03-03T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T00:39:54.207+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Shows/Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Verbal Diarrhoea'/><title type='text'>Sal Happy and a Movie</title><content type='html'>I had my Sal Happy lunch in school today over MNC meeting.  'Twas good.  Productive &amp;amp; efficient despite us going off-track and digressing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bimbos, exchange stuff, random people and other gossips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept a wee bit through the evening at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boyfriend's&lt;/span&gt; place after and I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; caught Valentine's Day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely adore, let me stress &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ADORE&lt;/span&gt; Jennifer Garner.  She's fucking arse hot and cute!  How can someone be hot and cute at the same time?  That's just ... a sin!  Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.  Week 9 is here already and that basically spells impending doom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to start on my Position Paper assignment which is due this Friday.  It's a 2,000 word assignment and I'm only at my 400 odd word count.  Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to start doing my assignments for MNC.  Nevermind that the assignments are not marked and graded but still ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Major workload in Week 12 and I am just praying that I'll breeze through that week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to submit my internship applications &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very soon&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results for my Exchange Programme will only be released in April.  Results for my scholarship will only be out in May.  I'm 75% tilted towards &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; going for Exchange.  But what will happen to my air ticket?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; has school during my Winter Break so no long-haul holidays for him :(  Bummer again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that my life's becoming more mundane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad, much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy, nonetheless.  Rather satisfied actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to shower and then I'll attempt to squeeze out at least 600 words for my Position Paper before I hit the sack.  Or maybe I should just sleep after my shower.  Or watch some cable after my shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR WATCH SOME CABLE NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome decision, Steffanie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;walking hand in hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-5776874460084191118?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/5776874460084191118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=5776874460084191118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5776874460084191118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5776874460084191118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/03/sal-happy-and-movie.html' title='Sal Happy and a Movie'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-6362359453966770401</id><published>2010-03-02T01:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T01:25:11.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Tree Friends'/><title type='text'>Chicken Seeds Scattered</title><content type='html'>IT IS SO FUGGING ARSE HOT! The world is coming to an end, I say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's mid-way through this Semester.  That means Summer is approaching which only further means that I'd better score an internship soon. If not, I can kiss graduation goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, if the world's going to end, it's not so bad if I don't score an internship, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I effing swear I'll change my blogskin. It's pissing the shiate out of my ass.&lt;br /&gt;PP/S: I miss my bestfriends ... cookers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the lights go on and on and on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-6362359453966770401?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/6362359453966770401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=6362359453966770401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/6362359453966770401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/6362359453966770401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/03/chicken-seeds-scattered.html' title='Chicken Seeds Scattered'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-8726911564052274896</id><published>2010-02-15T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T00:59:25.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In Singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>14th February 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://refineddesigner.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/valentines_day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 768px;" src="http://refineddesigner.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/valentines_day.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; so, Valentine's Day 2010 was&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No roses, no cake, no dinner, no presents.&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't really matter.&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't expecting anything either&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;By the way, happy lunar new year 2010!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ballantines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-8726911564052274896?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/8726911564052274896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=8726911564052274896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/8726911564052274896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/8726911564052274896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/02/14th-february-2010.html' title='14th February 2010'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-3370502116933630548</id><published>2010-02-03T16:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T16:09:51.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><title type='text'>Mid-Week Horror</title><content type='html'>Today is a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was a bad night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyf and I had an "argument" over stupid little things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being stubborn, I refused to give in.  Being stubborn, he refused to give in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am a sad sad person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish all would go away and everything would return to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forever and always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-3370502116933630548?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/3370502116933630548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=3370502116933630548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/3370502116933630548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/3370502116933630548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/02/mid-week-horror.html' title='Mid-Week Horror'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-4127987947207481416</id><published>2010-02-03T01:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T02:05:48.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>There It Go, Put Your Hand Baby</title><content type='html'>11th hour shopping for CNY clothes.  No, not me - my boyf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove down.  Parked at Armenian. Bus-ed down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time strolling ION and 313.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my feet ached after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to change my blogskin soon.  It's too ... retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I effing need to finish this Life Inc reading which is XXX number of pages long.  If I don't finish this, I can never start on my report and I can kiss my A+ goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mad happy that I got a good $29.90 purchase from Uniqlo. Lovin the checkered on the black!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deadline for MFA's scholarship is on the 11th Feb. So that means I've to chopchopcurrypork do up the application which is a pain in my arse.  But &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt; I do get the scholarship (crosses fingers), I get 4,000euros! That's like, holygoodness, SGD$8,000!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other worry is which Uni I'll end up going.  I stupidly put UF as my 3rd choice when I told myself umpteen times to put as the last choice. Gah. Stupidity.  I'm just praying I'll either get Mannheim, Praha or Yonsei or Chulalongkorn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I don't mind UF but if I were to go to the States, there isn't any scholarship for me to apply for! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm gg to read this paragraph and then head off to put my eyemask (how girly!) and toner and moisturizer and call my boyf to have our mandatory before-sleep talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAOBELLAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lemonhead and friends together forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-4127987947207481416?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/4127987947207481416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=4127987947207481416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4127987947207481416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4127987947207481416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/02/there-it-go-put-your-hand-baby.html' title='There It Go, Put Your Hand Baby'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-7808032858166163957</id><published>2010-01-19T04:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T04:22:24.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Ties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Verbal Diarrhoea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gastronomia'/><title type='text'>1001st</title><content type='html'>This entry marks my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1001st post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUICKDATES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Parents + Siblings are thrashing snow in London till the Sunday (Sister's coming back in Feb)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yours truly has been shipped to Elite Park&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally got my PRW module&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Looking at altering my choices for Exchange&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still considering what to do to earn more money (i.e. someone help me with selling my clothes please!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, and SAL HAPPY SALADS ARE AWESOME! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sleep tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-7808032858166163957?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/7808032858166163957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=7808032858166163957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/7808032858166163957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/7808032858166163957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/01/1001st.html' title='1001st'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-5934219295306956732</id><published>2010-01-15T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T23:30:06.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>Fall 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I finally got to applying for my Exchange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After calculating costs for expenses, mapping of modules, distance of accommodation, opportunity costs etc at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boccinni University, Italy&lt;br /&gt;Castallenza, Italy&lt;br /&gt;Warsaw School of Economics, Poland (way too damn cheap but too bad the Semester ends 2011 March!)&lt;br /&gt;University of Mannheim, Germany&lt;br /&gt;University of Florida, USofA&lt;br /&gt;University of Virginia, USofA&lt;br /&gt;York University, Toronto, Ontario (where Je-ee lives and where I wld get free accomm)&lt;br /&gt;University of Hong Kong, Hong Kong&lt;br /&gt;California State University, Long Beach, USofA&lt;br /&gt;Arizona State University, Arizona, USofA&lt;br /&gt;Chulalongkorn University, Bangkok, Thailand&lt;br /&gt;Korea University, South Korea&lt;br /&gt;Yonsei University, South Korea&lt;br /&gt;City University of Hong Kong, Hong Kong&lt;br /&gt;Sogang University, South Korea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally selected these 5:&lt;br /&gt;1st choice: Yonsei University&lt;br /&gt;2nd choice: Korea University&lt;br /&gt;3rd choice: Chulalongkorn University&lt;br /&gt;4th choice: City University of Hong Kong&lt;br /&gt;5th choice: Sogang University&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I submitted my Exchange Worksheet (for mapping of courses) to Office of International Relations at The School yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, all my courses got approved! Whoopee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I've to do my Application for Exchange which has a section for me to fill in my "Study Plan" while on Exchange, referrals from two Professors (Thank you Prof Gregor and Prof Ivy Lau for being my referees!) and my choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the application is approved, OIR will send my applications to the 5 universities that I chose and hopefully, I'll get either of my top 3 choices!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After knowing the status of my application to the host universities, I can start planning for housing, travel plans etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I'm applying for a scholarship too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crosses fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more than two-thirds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-5934219295306956732?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/5934219295306956732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=5934219295306956732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5934219295306956732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5934219295306956732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/01/fall-2010.html' title='Fall 2010'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-2849964338225828958</id><published>2010-01-11T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T16:16:17.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Verbal Diarrhoea'/><title type='text'>22</title><content type='html'>I IS WANT TO BUY MORE STORYBOOKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;candling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-2849964338225828958?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/2849964338225828958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=2849964338225828958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2849964338225828958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2849964338225828958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/01/22.html' title='22'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-5530742832902817997</id><published>2010-01-04T00:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T00:59:59.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>THE List</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exercise and tan more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be a more responsible tutor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Earn at least $2k/mth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Attend trainings regularly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Improve my bowling&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not skip classes more than 3 times this Semester&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not spend money unnecessarily (I should put a limit)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be nicer to my family by showing care and concern and not talking back&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Come home more often&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go back to Church&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do effin well for this Semester&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Think more about and for others rather than myself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't make &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; angry by doing/saying stupid stuff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;published&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-5530742832902817997?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/5530742832902817997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=5530742832902817997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5530742832902817997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5530742832902817997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/01/list.html' title='THE List'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-4682346357535277078</id><published>2010-01-03T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T18:50:01.870+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Verbal Diarrhoea'/><title type='text'>The Last Year</title><content type='html'>Sad to say, I've not achieved much the past year or even the past many years.  How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 21 and I am under-achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No money.&lt;br /&gt;No career.&lt;br /&gt;No good grades.&lt;br /&gt;No dean's list.&lt;br /&gt;No beauty.&lt;br /&gt;No body.&lt;br /&gt;No fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing worth speaking/talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get myself some New Year resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crumpled tissue in your backyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-4682346357535277078?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/4682346357535277078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=4682346357535277078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4682346357535277078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4682346357535277078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-year.html' title='The Last Year'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-6436768307367500315</id><published>2009-12-23T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T19:35:33.010+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>Vegas, Baby</title><content type='html'>Ohman, I miss the Vegas days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I went to Vegas, I wasn't old enough to sit at the machines or tables or even drink anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only remember taking the crazy rides in the various hotels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember staying at MGM with a kick arse hotel suite and a bathroom bigger than my bedroom at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember having a really awesome CHOU FAN for a meal at New York New York Hotel (which btw, has the really crazy rollar coaster that made me say FUCK 5000 times while on it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember bright lights, pretty dancing waters and a lot of other lights along The Strip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second time I went to Vegas, I went crazy at the Trump Hotel while walking The Strip, I sat at the Slots and lost money.  I had the 99c margaritas.  I had A LOT of things.  Just that it was awfully hawt and I was sick most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss USofA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I apply for exchange, I'm gg to apply for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USofA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;totally can't get enough of it. NY, LA, Long Beach and everywhere! Prolly even a trip to Canada to visit the family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just love how I managed to eat 3 servings of gelato every single day I was there.  I love the churches, the architecture, the people, the sights, the walks ... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barcelona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haven't been here before but from my sister's travel pictures, it looks great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The only reason why I'm applying for Poland is because it's CHEAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Germany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, I can always ask Papa or Deb JJ for German lessons so that would help a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just miss travelling to places other than Asian countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;has&lt;/span&gt; been a while since I've been out of Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to CSI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rolling dices back and forth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-6436768307367500315?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/6436768307367500315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=6436768307367500315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/6436768307367500315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/6436768307367500315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/12/vegas-baby.html' title='Vegas, Baby'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-4214224254306766301</id><published>2009-12-22T03:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T03:34:48.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Ties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>On A Jet Plane</title><content type='html'>Monday morning:&lt;br /&gt;My sister flew off to Jakarta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday morning (in a few hours):&lt;br /&gt;My parents and brother are flying off to Thailand.  They'll be exploring Chiang Mai and Chiang Rai with my paternal side till the 28th when they will all go to BKK (oolala)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th Dec:&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly flies to BKK for some good shopping and cheap alcohol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time between Tuesday morning and 28th Dec?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there's more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents + Sister + Brother are flying off to Europe AGAIN on the 17th January and I'll be in Singapore alone AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sans maid (she's finally going back to Indonesia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ... lonely can I get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being shipped off to Ee-ee's house.  In Siglap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll end up having supper with Alex and Keith quite often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY.  BACK TO CSI: MIAMI!  Last episode for Season 7!  Going to watch Season 8 tomorrow!  WHOOPEES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Christmas is cominggggggg :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jingles to my ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-4214224254306766301?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/4214224254306766301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=4214224254306766301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4214224254306766301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4214224254306766301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-jet-plane.html' title='On A Jet Plane'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-7835906156337888855</id><published>2009-12-22T03:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T03:31:13.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Shows/Movies'/><title type='text'>Trance-like</title><content type='html'>And so, on Sunday night, after Ailing JJ's 25th birthday dinner (strange), I made my way to Tiong Bahru Plaza (doubly strange) to catch Avatar with Fred, Thad and Chuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hUbJlTYODck/Sy_MUGaW6II/AAAAAAAAAsA/EqBxxU0FXuw/s1600-h/wallpaper_01_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hUbJlTYODck/Sy_MUGaW6II/AAAAAAAAAsA/EqBxxU0FXuw/s400/wallpaper_01_1280x1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417773522440611970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, I was really skeptical about the whole movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the trailers, it just looked too stupid and yeah, lame-arse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But good Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MOVIE IS AWESOME, I TELL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are really no words I can use to describe it.  The effects, the music, the ... everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so going to watch it again.  Going to force &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; to watch it so that I can catch the show again! Wheepees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: i watched in 3d and I felt so giddy for the first 15 minutes.  Gah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is ours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-7835906156337888855?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/7835906156337888855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=7835906156337888855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/7835906156337888855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/7835906156337888855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/12/trance-like.html' title='Trance-like'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hUbJlTYODck/Sy_MUGaW6II/AAAAAAAAAsA/EqBxxU0FXuw/s72-c/wallpaper_01_1280x1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426857.post-1572207551598837157</id><published>2009-12-18T17:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T16:18:56.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Tree Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>Foggy in Shanghai</title><content type='html'>Out of my many adventures in Shanghai, the most frustrating one is ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I FREAKING LOST MY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;iTOUCH&lt;/span&gt;! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but thankgoodness, not mackie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, how sad can that be la. My Pinky Touch :( With my kick ass awesome scores for Tap Tap Revenge (Lady Gaga edt) and my 5,000 apps and and and and ... :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so devastated, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weird thing was, I wasn't really affected by it till like, I came back to Singapore.  Yeah, I was quite upset when we were over at Club G but other than that, nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take a lot of photos when I met up with Seth, Samuel, Limin, Rena and Karin.  Only took shots during my days when I was wandering Shanghai alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Twas nice though, wandering alone, I mean.  No one to slow you down, no one to worry about, no one to watch out for and all that.  I could do everything at my own pace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember getting lost a few times during those first few days 'cause I was being a gung-ho wannabe who opted to go for an alternative route instead of sticking to the go-back-the-way-I-came-from.  But well o well, when you have time to spare, walking as a lost sheep ain't so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best find was this mad awesome shopping street that sold 5,000 antiques!  They were so pretty!  They had pretty vintage stuff like old-school fans, old-school luggages, old-school trunks, old-school cameras and everything else old-school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had this really cool ass clock too.  I managed to haggle it for 120RMB but that's still too expensive.  That was like, my first bargaining experience in Shanghai and sigh, it was a disaster.  Sorry, Tan Chuang Hwee.  You had to buy it at such a price.  HAHA.  Karin's the best bargain-er la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I would love to talk more about my adventures in Shanghai but I've to hit the showers now - dinner with the family at Popeye's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: My living room has a new huge ass Television, a kick ass karaoke system and a new sofa set soon!  My kitchen has a new fridge and a nice new washing machine.&lt;br /&gt;PP/S:  My sister is going to Europe for the 2nd time in less than 4 months and my parents are going too.&lt;br /&gt;PPP/S:  The reason is because my Dad won $X,XXX,XXXSGD at Macau.&lt;br /&gt;PPPP/S: Like, omfgwthpunana?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaythanksbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your hands by my back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-1572207551598837157?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/1572207551598837157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=1572207551598837157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/1572207551598837157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/1572207551598837157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/12/foggy-in-shanghai.html' title='Foggy in Shanghai'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-6280489854797519368</id><published>2009-12-17T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T01:21:55.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Shows/Movies'/><title type='text'>Don't Stop Believing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://flamindevil.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/glee1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 512px; height: 410px;" src="http://flamindevil.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/glee1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-6280489854797519368?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/6280489854797519368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=6280489854797519368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/6280489854797519368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/6280489854797519368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-stop-believing.html' title='Don&apos;t Stop Believing'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-4018379731158901273</id><published>2009-12-15T03:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T03:59:16.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Ties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Tree Friends'/><title type='text'>Drawing Pins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you, Di Ya&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Cheh Cheh&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Alana&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Mommy&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Huda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boxers tonight and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-4018379731158901273?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/4018379731158901273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=4018379731158901273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4018379731158901273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4018379731158901273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/12/drawing-pins.html' title='Drawing Pins'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-1892051310909417048</id><published>2009-12-15T01:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T03:58:05.517+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humankind in Ruins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home?</title><content type='html'>Definitely not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from Shanghai and I'm in a wreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;FOR THE EFFERS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those effers should just keep their big fat mouths shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes YOU think YOU know what is happening?  So what if YOU saw a girl, A, who has a boyfriend, C talking to another guy, B, who does not know C and vice versa?  Does it mean that A is being couplyish with B and B is being couplyish with A?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stupid morons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if A goes to another country to look for B?  Does it mean that A has a liking to B?  Why can't it just be that A and B are awesome friends?  Why can't it be that you stupid stinking morons just figure that platonic relationships between a female and a male &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAN FUCKING EXIST?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stupid morons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes things worst is that you stinking morons have got the cheek to churn out your own stories!  Why can't the fuck you stupid morons ASK instead of SPECULATING?  Oh, is it because that you stupid morons are too stupid to even know what's the meaning of ASK?  Or are you all so stupid that you can only speculate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speculation &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;without doing your homework&lt;/span&gt; = uncertainty = stupidity = moronic fools = YOU STINKING MORONS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the talk about,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"oh, I thought A was C's girlfriend? What happened?" &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"how come A is so close to B?" &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, not forgetting the very popular,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why would A want to come all the way here just to look for B when they're not together?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My questions are simply, WHY CAN'T THE FUCK A BE CLOSE TO B!? You mean if A has a boyfriend, C, A can only be close to ONLY ONE male?  Sure!  C would 100% be the closest male person she'll be with and guess what, A is as close to B as A is as close to her other close friends!  Confusing?  You know why? 'Cause you people are fucking moronic dumbheads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K is a close guy friend of A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you stupid moronic fools see A with K, would you think that A is no longer with her boyfriend, C but together with K?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same for best male friend, W&lt;br /&gt;Same for her awesome male friends J, L and D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why is A only being attacked when it comes to B &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when they are just being friends OUTSIDE OF THE COUNTRY?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you fools just blind or do you all just love churning stories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the whole thing about humans.  They love to think they know what's happening when in fact, they don't.  They love knowing that they are onto something gossipy, juicy when in fact, it isn't because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT&lt;br /&gt;IS&lt;br /&gt;BETWEEN&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;IS&lt;br /&gt;JUST&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;PLAIN&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING&lt;br /&gt;INNOCENT&lt;br /&gt;PLATONIC&lt;br /&gt;RELATIONSHIP&lt;br /&gt;BETWEEN&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;FEMALE&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;MALE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you fools can cut the crap about "it is impossible to have a platonic relationship with a male."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, IT IS NOT IMPOSSIBLE, you suckers!  Because you all are too idiotic to know how to treasure your friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you stupid fools want to know, B is definitely interested in someone else and that someone else is not A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of this post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Just STFU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;FOR BOYFRIEND:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I know there's nothing I can say that will make you feel more secure but there is only 2 thing that I want you to know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you choose not to trust me but to believe someone who has &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;speculated&lt;/span&gt;, then there is nothing else I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saddest thing is, not once did you ask me, "how are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head is hurting from all the crying.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are already swollen from the crying.&lt;br /&gt;My nose is horrendously blocked.&lt;br /&gt;My eyelids are so heavy.&lt;br /&gt;My hands are so painful from all the scratches and knocks and bumps I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so going to have a migraine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HONESTLY WISH that I was kidnapped and raped and then killed during my walks alone at 4am in Shanghai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister asks why do I need to cry?  She says these tears are unnecessary because I should not be upset - I should be furious.  Fucking fuming furious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not angry.  I'm just ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; chose them over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, world.  There is officially nothing here left for me to fend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tomorrow shall never come for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-1892051310909417048?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/1892051310909417048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=1892051310909417048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/1892051310909417048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/1892051310909417048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/12/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home?'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-3956871203243745622</id><published>2009-12-09T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T01:47:59.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Ties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>Space Bar</title><content type='html'>Things/People/Stuff that I will miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My boyfriend biting my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My parents (they're surprisingly in quite good spirits lately so yayy!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Irritating my brother&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drinking bubble tea&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My baby bolster, Bobo and my baby pillow, Peejo (my luggage can't fit any of you, I'm sorry I have to leave you behind. Sniffs)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mee siam at Simpang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My boyfriend's saying stupid things and doing silly things to make me laugh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waking up at 2pm in the afternoon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleeping at 5am in the morning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My bed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Machiam I'll be going away for 5000 years when I'm only going away for 6 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having butterflies in my stomach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8 hours to Shanghai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-3956871203243745622?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/3956871203243745622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=3956871203243745622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/3956871203243745622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/3956871203243745622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/12/space-bar.html' title='Space Bar'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-8093837007044190023</id><published>2009-12-08T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T01:47:52.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><title type='text'>I &lt;3 MBF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs20/f/2007/305/7/0/my_boyfriend_and_me_by_jackie_fans_143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs20/f/2007/305/7/0/my_boyfriend_and_me_by_jackie_fans_143.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;credits to deviantart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I LOVE MY BOYFRIEND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BEEBEES, YOU CAN'T ZOO ZAT!"&lt;br /&gt;(gasps) "N...n...no, y....you...u can't j...j...just do that!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to read LJ Smith now! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 hours to Shanghai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;together forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-8093837007044190023?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/8093837007044190023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=8093837007044190023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/8093837007044190023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/8093837007044190023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-3-mbf.html' title='I &lt;3 MBF'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-3192826432594134433</id><published>2009-12-06T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T01:42:49.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>Midnight Breeze</title><content type='html'>The wind's so chilly &lt;strike&gt;tonight&lt;/strike&gt; this morning.  My toes are feeling quite frozen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm just joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I'm indulging in retail therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just so many things I want to buy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blusher/contour palette&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A new wallet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A camera case (I'm bored of the boring CANON)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A lanyard for my phone and camera&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hair ties&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oxford booties&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More outerwears&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;School books for next semester.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I have to earn some money first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crosses fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just a little closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-3192826432594134433?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/3192826432594134433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=3192826432594134433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/3192826432594134433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/3192826432594134433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/12/midnight-breeze.html' title='Midnight Breeze'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-2757033069612920350</id><published>2009-12-02T02:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T02:19:22.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Ties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Shows/Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Tree Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>Iron With War</title><content type='html'>Guess what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;first &lt;/span&gt;movie poster of the oohlala greatness of all great Iron Man 2 is out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.twominutenews.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/iron-man-2-poster-67348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 445px; height: 657px;" src="http://www.twominutenews.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/iron-man-2-poster-67348.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;credit to twominutenews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love action heroes and all other supernatural beings (i.e. vampires, werewolves, people with special powers basically).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love action packed shows that have action heroes!  Like, firing super guns (war machine!) and crashing into buildings yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Moon is coming out this Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm re-reading the 4 part books again just to bask myself in Edward's icy looooveeee. Yums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Shing for lunch at Ding Tai Feng and then going to go out with Sherms later.  More shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my family is back from Macau.  My parents + Bro are flying to Thailand for Christmas and Sister and I are flying to BKK to meet them on the 27th.  And guess what?  They're going to London after New Year's.  WITHOUT ME.  HELLO?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hocus pocus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-2757033069612920350?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/2757033069612920350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=2757033069612920350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2757033069612920350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2757033069612920350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/12/iron-with-war.html' title='Iron With War'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-7844315247149358733</id><published>2009-12-01T02:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T03:12:58.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Tree Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>Shanghai (K)nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Whoopeedeedoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hUbJlTYODck/SxQUIYiZo6I/AAAAAAAAArw/lKZiMCthysw/s1600/Screen+shot+2009-12-01+at+AM+02.35.40.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 435px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hUbJlTYODck/SxQUIYiZo6I/AAAAAAAAArw/lKZiMCthysw/s320/Screen+shot+2009-12-01+at+AM+02.35.40.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409971186637054882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Of course I didn't pay $1,000+ for my flight - I'm flying FREE! First class! YAY! JEALOUS? JEALOUS? Beat that, suckers! :):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm flying off to Shanghai in about a week and that is so effing coolios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not apprehensive about my lonesome trip.  Just excited yet scared.  Anticipating it yet dreading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traveling alone is always something challenging but ... shrugsandgetsonwithlife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scared because I'm afraid my command of Mandarin isn't sufficient enough for me to 1) get good shopping bargains (then again, what can I buy during the Winter season? Bags and woolen scarves maybe?) 2) ask for directions 3) call for help if I need it (choi!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared too because I don't like taking a taxi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt; from airports to hotels unless in Bangkok.  I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reeeeaaaallllly &lt;/span&gt;dreading the time when I touch down in Pudong International Airport - collect my luggage(s) - get through immigration - hail a cab - tell the taxi driver where to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I could just print this and shove it in the taxi uncle's face, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hUbJlTYODck/SxQVHpvWWfI/AAAAAAAAAr4/9D2iYNIdT5I/s1600/easy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hUbJlTYODck/SxQVHpvWWfI/AAAAAAAAAr4/9D2iYNIdT5I/s320/easy.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409972273586526706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be spending 5 nights at &lt;a href="http://www.newharbour.com.cn/en/info.html"&gt;Shanghai New Harbour Service Apartments&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judging from comments on tripadvisor.com, SNH seems to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awesomepawsome&lt;/span&gt; and I totally can't wait to check into my apartment!  It's &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;USD$66/night&lt;/span&gt; which totals up to somewhat close to SGD$500.  The place better make the money worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must have comfortable beds with pillows that are neither too hard nor soft, squeaky sparkling clean toilets with a proper showering area (so that the toilet floor doesn't get wet) (I hate wet toilet floors - it makes me want to gag), killer view and yeah, nice TV channels for me to watch when I'm bored. BUT I'll prolly most definitely go online when I'm bored.  Yeppers, going to bring Mackie (amongst other homely items) over to keep me company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apartment's a nice 70sqm and yeah, it looks nice!  Got kitchen somemore leh!  Must remember to bring cup noodles.  Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Yeah, it's like, 4 degrees over there now.  That's anytime better than Beijing which is at a freezing -4!  Brrr.  The coldest places I've been to would be Toronto which was at a whooping -30+ degrees in the night and the Swiss Alps! I've never been to a cold place alone before :( Who's going to help me pack my luggage? Sniffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been (sort of) planning my itinerary listing and categorizing places to go to, places to eat at, places to drink at, places to shop at, places to look at etc.  I'll have to properly do them up into days. Yums. Work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(sidetrack a little)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of work, Urban Econs was a horror for me.  I'm all to blame for not studying.  If I get a C, I'm happy enough. Not. Of course, I would wish for a B-/B/B+ but I know that's certainly not possible so yeah, I'm hoping for a C+/C. Please no D.  I'll cry my eyeballs out of their sockets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I shall go to bed now.  The house is empty.  Everyone is still in Macau/Hong Kong/Zhu Hai having fun without me.  Gah.  I have to sleep alone in this cold chilly house underneath the comfort of my blankie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Diya later on for Lunch and BBTEA! Whoopies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the serenade that rings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-7844315247149358733?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/7844315247149358733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=7844315247149358733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/7844315247149358733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/7844315247149358733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/12/shanghai-knights.html' title='Shanghai (K)nights'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hUbJlTYODck/SxQUIYiZo6I/AAAAAAAAArw/lKZiMCthysw/s72-c/Screen+shot+2009-12-01+at+AM+02.35.40.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426857.post-3601999811228843899</id><published>2009-11-29T15:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T15:08:48.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>Hither</title><content type='html'>Fishcakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urban Econs is tomorrow and I swear I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; going to get a panic attack when I'm sitting for the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have uhm roughly 3 things that I'm worried for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO MONEY&lt;br /&gt;URBAN ECONS&lt;br /&gt;SHANGHAI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to dispel the spending urge in me. GO AWAY! SHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Just got myself a $100 kino voucher and come Wednesday, I'm going to get meself loads of books to ride me through Shanghai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm gg back to Urban Transportation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONEY! COME COME COME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tonight is the night of all evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-3601999811228843899?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/3601999811228843899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=3601999811228843899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/3601999811228843899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/3601999811228843899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/11/hither.html' title='Hither'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-2093625057562802394</id><published>2009-11-13T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T18:13:51.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Tree Friends'/><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>Ryan, YTH, Victor and me went over to Sunshine Plaza for lunch after the last IEB class of the Semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were going to head back to school, it started pouring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aiyah, suan la, let's go play Left 4 Dead!" - Victor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all agreeable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YTH changed his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we had to wait 1.5hours for the rain to (sort of) stop and even asked KeithOngSong to bring us umbrellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While back in school, the 3 of us, Ryan, Victor and me, were so bored and Ryan was like, "we should have just gone to play L4D".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victor and I concurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to play L4D2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, going for Starry later and I've not even bathed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;promethus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-2093625057562802394?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/2093625057562802394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=2093625057562802394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2093625057562802394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2093625057562802394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/11/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-5355107829184863223</id><published>2009-11-11T17:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T17:43:30.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><title type='text'>Action For A for Aids</title><content type='html'>Just got one with my presentation for PR Strategy.  Presented to the class, my client (Action for Aid) and Prof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somehow wished they didn't speak more than they should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My group was the WORST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crapshit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-5355107829184863223?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/5355107829184863223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=5355107829184863223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5355107829184863223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5355107829184863223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/11/action-for-for-aids.html' title='Action For A for Aids'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-5404102792928796683</id><published>2009-11-03T09:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T09:54:06.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Verbal Diarrhoea'/><title type='text'>Week 12</title><content type='html'>Well, I am farken dead for COMM215. I just totally failed my second quiz. Like, totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How strange I am dead for a communications module.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I just can't wait for the end of Week 12 (i.e. this Thursday) because that would mean several things for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;A weekend getaway to Melaka with the boyfriend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 more weeks till the School ends for this semester&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lesser workload&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More time to prepare for Finals (the only way I can salvage this Semester's GPA)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Winter holidays are coming which means ... holiholiday! 6 days in Shanghai, 1 week in Columbia, 4 days in Bangkok!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A new Semester awaits in Spring 2010 and of course ...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The boyfriend's birthday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In COMM215 now, and I am totally dreading this lesson.  You wouldn't know what I would give to get out of class; utterly detesting this class.  A large percentage of my hate derives from my potentially horrendous grades that I'll get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickdates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for All Souls Day service yesterday (: Said my prayers for Mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated BFF's Wany's birthday last Thursday at Hooters and had loads of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Ee-ee's birthday at Chinese Swimming Club with great buffet albeit me eating awfully little, something very usual of me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left 4 Dead 2's demo version is OUT! I can't wait to play it! WHEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received Edmund's birthday present for me! Specially flown through carrier all the way from Sweden and guess what!  It's an awesomely chio handbag in peach-red!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I want to get:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;New ATH headphones&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nice reliable mouse in red&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lanyard for my mobile&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rayman 2 for my WiiWii&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Okay, actually the list is really long but these are the "bigger" items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally bidded for next Semester's modules.  Thank goodness Nah reminded me (unintentionally) otherwise I would have totally missed BOSS.  Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bidded for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labour Economics&lt;br /&gt;Economics of Politics&lt;br /&gt;History of Asia: Culture, Politics and Economics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to bid for:&lt;br /&gt;Persuasion&lt;br /&gt;PR Writing&lt;br /&gt;Global Mega Trends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, to compensate for my absence in COMM215 the previous weeks, I shall attempt to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: CAN'T WAIT FOR FRIDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;PP/S: Can't wait for TVD's next episode!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;held up in the coast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-5404102792928796683?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/5404102792928796683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=5404102792928796683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5404102792928796683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5404102792928796683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/11/week-12.html' title='Week 12'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-4368003677058487347</id><published>2009-10-27T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T00:43:47.270+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>Little Nonya</title><content type='html'>I am proud to have Peranakan roots.  It makes me happy because Peranakan food is ohmyholygoose yummy goody!  The food is really too good to be true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had yummylicious &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kueh pai ti&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;popiah&lt;/span&gt; all done in the Peranakan way thanks to Ee-ee who is a superb cook.  Of course, Sa Yi Po is the best Peranakan cook I've ever known.  I've not had home cooked food in a gazillion years and I was mad happy to eat the awesome pawsome kueh pai ti and popiah just now! (:  I can still taste the popiah cai. Hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it'll be just a week and a half before I set off to Melaka.  I used to go to Melaka ever so often with my parents till I practically knew the place at my fingertips.  It'll be my second time going up on a coach (the first was when I was in P6!) so I can only hope it wouldn't be sucky.  There's one sucky thing already though - the coach leaves at 1430hrs; I usually leave Melaka &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; dinner when we drive up.  Sigh.  If only they had coaches bound for Singapore at a later time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's something else that's making me uber happy ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'll be going with the boyfriend! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, of course, will be the tour guide.  Going to bring him to all the yummy food places and see all the great things and tell him the history of Peranakan.  No kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be our first trip overseas together and I definitely want more to come (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Boyfriend's birthday in slightly less than a month!  HMM.  Shan't reveal anything here since YOU read my blog. Tsktsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;PP/S: Mad happy I got 2 As for my 2 PR quizzes (:&lt;br /&gt;PPP/S: Had an awesome weekend (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-4368003677058487347?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/4368003677058487347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=4368003677058487347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4368003677058487347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4368003677058487347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-nonya.html' title='Little Nonya'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-7488815743014260597</id><published>2009-10-25T02:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T02:51:11.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parties/Outings/Birthdays Galore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Tree Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>On My Radar</title><content type='html'>Well well, let's see what has happened over the past 3 weeks since I last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got myself a console game - the Wii with tonnes of games sans, of all things, Rayman (getting that soon!) and goodbye $400.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a brunch buffet (goodbye $500+) with the family and got dunked, surprisingly.  Went home happy with the many presents and a basket, literally, of big fat angbaos.  Thank goodness for money-loaded relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booked an apartment at Somerset Compass Serviced Apartment for the 17th Oct ($400 flew from my money bank again! But it was worth!) and had the few close friends over.  Special thanks to all those who were there - boyfriend, McRon, Molly, Cheh Cheh, YanLing, YanLing's Friend, Alana, Bee, Fariz, Fadz, Wany, Keith, Victor, Joshua, Joel, Zhi Kai, Gerald, Joanne, Diya, Johnson, Luther, Denzil, Holly (: Much love and thanks goes out to you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned 21 on the 18th Oct and didn't get myself drunk.  Hoho.  Surprise surprise.  Said a nice prayer to gramps telling her it was my birthday and that she's deeply missed (: Thank God for allowing me to live to 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a HIV test for fun (HAHA!). Negative. $30. Practice protected and safe sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booked my Shanghai 9th-14th Dec flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booked my Melaka 6th-8th Nov trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UHM.  I don't remember what else.  Maybe it's because my life is nothing but boring yawns dull days and nights.  Been skipping school quite a bit.  Don't ask me why.  I see no motivation for me to go to school.  I spend less time in school than working.  Hallelujah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have helluva work to do but I feel sooooo lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still thinking of the possibility of exchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still thinking of where else to go during the Winter holidays.  Sister suggested going to Columba or whatever that is in Sri Lanka.  Dad's bent on heading to Europe.  I don't mind take a trip to Melbourne.  And Bangkok's definitely on the itinerary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this list of things that I want to get and I am slowly checking them off and that really makes me happy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I love my boyfriend. Very muchies. We went for Nai Nai's burpdays dinner; twas weird initially but things warmed up after thanks to boyfriend's crazywhooped uncles (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep but I am slowly doing my DMA work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to see the Sun.  I feel like a vampyre. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to work and a boring life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: 2 more years till whether my premonition actually comes true.&lt;br /&gt;PP/S: I am one unhealthy person :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i like my new bunny suit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-7488815743014260597?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/7488815743014260597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=7488815743014260597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/7488815743014260597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/7488815743014260597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-my-radar.html' title='On My Radar'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-2222953042679975277</id><published>2009-10-02T01:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T01:45:47.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>Longing</title><content type='html'>You know what I am longing for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One good entire day spent NOT worrying/thinking/talking about ANY school-related stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so much more terrible after my Midterms than before it started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have crap loads on my hands (and I know so do the other SMUers) that I don't even know where to begin.  I feel so much like just curling up in my bed and sleeping many many days and many many nights away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I am having a massive headache out of the blue.  My world is topsy now.  I hate my neurons.  I hate the vessels attached to my brain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shit hole is hard to live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: on to my 7th Sookie Stackhouse novel, All Together Dead&lt;br /&gt;PP/S: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; says we, the both of us, are to go to Melaka (pardon the Peranakan spelling, it's in the roots) for a short getaway end November.  Woots :)&lt;br /&gt;PPP/S:  I am still in a dilemma regarding my December plans.  Shanghai, 9th - 14th.  Brussels and Paris 14th - 21st.  Bangkok 29th - 31st.  How? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apple trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-2222953042679975277?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/2222953042679975277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=2222953042679975277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2222953042679975277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2222953042679975277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/10/longing.html' title='Longing'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-1889286444749721093</id><published>2009-09-30T15:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T15:17:28.128+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Today, I have my final paper for my Mid Terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, not today but TONIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be sitting for my International Economics B paper at 8:30pm.  Good golly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my MTs, what do I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finish up my Social Media Release assignment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start on my Negotiation report&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start on my Social Media project interviews&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally begin on my Urban economics project&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sucks :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing keeping me going at the moment is reading the Sookie Stakehouse novels, otherwise known as the TrueBlood series.  Currently onto my 5th book in uhm, less than 4 days.  Can't wait for Season 3 of TrueBlood to show on HBO! Which would be next spring :(  But anyhow, the show's pretty different from the books, I must say.  For example, Godric isn't Eric's maker ... according to the book.  HMM.  Nevertheless, Charlaine Harris is one good writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dead as a doornail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-1889286444749721093?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/1889286444749721093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=1889286444749721093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/1889286444749721093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/1889286444749721093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/09/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-4384957444045327807</id><published>2009-09-27T02:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T02:55:17.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>The Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>The boyfriend ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes me smile&lt;br /&gt;makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;makes my heart race&lt;br /&gt;makes me go crazy&lt;br /&gt;is honest&lt;br /&gt;is caring (in his own way)&lt;br /&gt;is hilarious&lt;br /&gt;is r.e.a.l.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: supposed to be studying really hard but I've succumbed to the Sookie Stakehouse novels!  Onto my 3rd book in less than 24hours.  Nice.&lt;br /&gt;PP/S: I just wish Thursday would come soon, then I would have so much more time for myself.&lt;br /&gt;PPP/S: I'm having an odd life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in lying with the peaches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-4384957444045327807?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/4384957444045327807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=4384957444045327807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4384957444045327807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4384957444045327807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/09/boyfriend.html' title='The Boyfriend'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-5026570291799667301</id><published>2009-09-23T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T23:15:47.307+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>Murderer</title><content type='html'>I am my own murderer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say life is going well.  But in fact, it is not really going very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much I wish I could just slip into oblivion and never ever wake up (could prolly come true) so that I can escape from all the deep ruts I keep finding myself trapped in and falling into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, as of today, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; and I have been together for 180odd days and counting.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; is the only person who is able to make up for the sad sad feelings I am experiencing in school, with school, at home, with my family, at work, with work and everything else.  I am so thankful for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;.  The best.  Happy 6th, baby :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go off to do my school work.  Heaps of it and slowly but surely, I'll find myself buried alive by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark my words, my end is drawing near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brewing within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-5026570291799667301?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/5026570291799667301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=5026570291799667301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5026570291799667301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5026570291799667301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/09/murderer.html' title='Murderer'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-8703078036263586675</id><published>2009-09-18T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T23:46:00.339+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Shows/Movies'/><title type='text'>Midnight Soccer</title><content type='html'>Well, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; is out playing soccer.  At midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am ... at home, struggling with my International Economics and cooking for tomorrow's lunch for the bowlers. Okay, scratch that, I'm not cooking; I am preparing to cook for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, today alone, I have watched the latest episode of True Blood, the latest 2 episodes of The Vampire Diaries and the first episode of the latest season of One Tree Hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very sad that Season 2 for True Blood has ended! Sometimes, I find Sookie so annoying I feel like plucking out her two front teeth. At times, I admire her bravery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I love Vampires.  I just love everything about them.  Maybe I wouldn't mind having to role-play a "vampiric act".  But I would probably react in a different way if I were to come face to face with a real vampire (if any).  The Vampire Diaries have been criticised to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just another&lt;/span&gt; Twilight kinda show.  I would not disagree.  It is!  It revolves around the same plot.  What keeps me excited is how Damon will lure Elena (reminds me of Eric trying to get Sookie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anymore vampire-ish shows around?  I remember how I used to love watching Buffy. And Angel. Aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so One Tree Hill is on to Season 7.  Great first episode, I would say.  But why no Peyton and Lucas? :( I want to see how they've grown.  And Brooke is just so stunning!  Urgh. I want her dresses!  Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how could I forget .... I watched Gossip Girl!  Finally, the season 3 is out and running!  Totally loving Serena's model shoot on the horse and chuck bass's ever charming suit ensemble.  Rarr. Blair looks skinnier in this Season, by the way.  Oh yes, do check out Leighton's new songs! (: Her voice is refreshing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think it's time I try to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am too clingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bear the pain while it lastst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-8703078036263586675?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/8703078036263586675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=8703078036263586675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/8703078036263586675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/8703078036263586675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/09/midnight-soccer.html' title='Midnight Soccer'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-1258141593800946994</id><published>2009-09-18T12:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T12:46:28.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT Savvy'/><title type='text'>The Piano Woman</title><content type='html'>I miss the touch of the piano keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss hearing the tones from the piano keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the feeling I get when I play the piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, School has been busy.  It is not easy to juggle working and studying.  I barely have enough time to study. I study in the night and then when I have to wake up early for School, I find myself having massive headaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUniG is tomorrow.  I pray that SMU will do well enough to be in the tops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That reminds me, I have an e-mailer to send out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lunch to make for 20pax tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: A lot of people are using Macbooks now. I wonder if they're using it just 'cause it's cool or are they using it for what it is good for - photo editing, video editing etc. Shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apologize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-1258141593800946994?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/1258141593800946994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=1258141593800946994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/1258141593800946994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/1258141593800946994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/09/piano-woman.html' title='The Piano Woman'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-3471275060261968954</id><published>2009-09-12T08:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T08:31:16.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>Full Blown</title><content type='html'>Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is getting in on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just can't wait to spend quality time with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodwill hunting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-3471275060261968954?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/3471275060261968954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=3471275060261968954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/3471275060261968954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/3471275060261968954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/09/full-blown.html' title='Full Blown'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-3771907360120761247</id><published>2009-09-08T00:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T00:44:07.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In Singapore'/><title type='text'>Virtual</title><content type='html'>Why do people want to post videos of themselves engaging in sexual acts with someone else on the Internet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly speaking right, I find it disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even more so since the newest video is of two Singaporean undergraduates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what is more to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-3771907360120761247?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/3771907360120761247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=3771907360120761247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/3771907360120761247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/3771907360120761247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/09/virtual.html' title='Virtual'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-2268802886542932805</id><published>2009-09-06T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T00:29:07.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>Inward Bound</title><content type='html'>Someone please help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-2268802886542932805?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/2268802886542932805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=2268802886542932805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2268802886542932805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2268802886542932805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/09/inward-bound.html' title='Inward Bound'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-1286602172211552361</id><published>2009-09-04T13:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T13:07:01.745+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT Savvy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Verbal Diarrhoea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Tree Friends'/><title type='text'>Mackie, My New Best Friend</title><content type='html'>In this very post, I would like to hereby introduce to you my newest best friend ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MACKIE ANN PROLEI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeps! I finally got myself a Macbook Pro 13"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally loving it even after splurging a total of $2.1k on it and an iTouch and an additional $89 on a totally awesome &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; casing (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for the lack of updates because I simply have no time.  School, work and studies are taking quite a bit of time off me.  I have to buck up this Semester to float my GPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to Shanghai in December for a short 5 day trip.  Going to crash Sethsy's BSM! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next time, lovelies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: the population of people using a Mac has increased drastically.  I wonder how Bill Gates feels about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in time to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-1286602172211552361?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/1286602172211552361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=1286602172211552361' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/1286602172211552361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/1286602172211552361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/09/mackie-my-new-best-friend.html' title='Mackie, My New Best Friend'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8426857.post-5561875849908939473</id><published>2009-08-27T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T01:01:13.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Tree Friends'/><title type='text'>Personal Vendetta Against Myself</title><content type='html'>I dread going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped one module.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I want to earn money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, if I want to earn big bucks, I have got to make it big in the corporate world and that is not easy.  For me, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am a stupid shithead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester has never been any worst than it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone, help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Sorry to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everyone and anyone&lt;/span&gt; if I don't say hello to you when I see you on campus.  Just haven't been my usual self because of everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sardonic flavor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-5561875849908939473?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/5561875849908939473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=5561875849908939473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5561875849908939473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5561875849908939473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/08/personal-vendetta-against-myself.html' title='Personal Vendetta Against Myself'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-9057200901625038789</id><published>2009-08-25T15:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T15:49:53.281+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gastronomia'/><title type='text'>Happy Salads!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;http://salhappy.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joce is embarking on her awesome business venture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's selling salandwiches for the hungry people in The School!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do visit her site and support her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're yummy and awesomely good :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, last class of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DMA was a headache.  Tonnes of widgets to get used to.&lt;br /&gt;Nego was a bummer.  I suck as a negotiator of any sorts.&lt;br /&gt;Urban is still confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head is feeling a tad tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One too many sticks today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I can only hope that I can survive today.  Have work after school and will only get to eat dinner at 10.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boyfriend, &lt;/span&gt;pick me up pleaseeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;questions and answers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-9057200901625038789?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/9057200901625038789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=9057200901625038789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/9057200901625038789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/9057200901625038789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-salads.html' title='Happy Salads!'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-1362510469162913835</id><published>2009-08-23T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T16:40:07.642+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Verbal Diarrhoea'/><title type='text'>Week 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SERIOUSLY HUGE BUMMER!&lt;br /&gt;I am an incompetent VP! :(&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I can make things right!&lt;br /&gt;COME ON, STEFFANIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, happy 5th, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the only happy thing that is making me smile despite all the downturns I am having today from all the stress calling from school work and what-nots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;another&lt;/span&gt; tuition in a bit.  And it's pouring cold gummies outside.  It is such a wonderful Sunday to snooze around in bed and lull around my sheets but wait, NO, I have to go earn my own keep!  I have to pay for my own rice bowl.  How depressing is that?  Tell me! BAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awfully cold here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I am in Switzerland.  No, it doesn't.  I am just kidding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my time in Europe.  My sister is leaving for Europe tomorrow night.  Ohmygoose!  Catch that, she's leaving for Europe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOMORROW NIGHT!&lt;/span&gt; I was supposed to go along but The School is my binding constraint.  Bah The School. Crapshites.  My parents are leaving for Macau on Thursday for a whole long weekend of good ol egg tarts and some dwindling cash nights.  Bah The School.  I wish I could earn like, $5k from the casinos and then that would mean I need not have to work but guess what, my luck ain't so good so I have no choice but to continue working &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and  &lt;/span&gt;studying :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am going to get ready for work now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live life, fellow sapiens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Cookie Jar is stuck in my head!!!&lt;br /&gt;PP/S: I want to go drinking!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;low key high key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-1362510469162913835?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/1362510469162913835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=1362510469162913835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/1362510469162913835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/1362510469162913835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/08/week-2.html' title='Week 2'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-8424395538510500833</id><published>2009-08-23T02:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T02:20:24.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My School Daze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>Dashed</title><content type='html'>First week of going back to The School was a huge bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intermezzo mailers &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which was supposed to be done by Michelle but I ended up doing it though I am in no way part of the Economics Society, Oikos, Ex-co&lt;/span&gt;.  But I am not complaining.  I am only upset by the fact that they gave the school such a short notice.  Nevertheless, the event turned out awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivace &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which was the most hectic thing during the week&lt;/span&gt;.  How chaotic.  I am superbly disappointed in myself for churning such effort.  I barely put in any effort. Whatthefuck right?  Vice-president and all shite in my head.  Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs Bash &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which was the most fun thing during the week&lt;/span&gt;.  How sad.  Thankfully &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; came for the Bash.  Cheered for Keith who looked great in his outfit especially his Mafia-inspired ensemble.  Stupid me forgot to bring the ShutterClicker so no photos at all. I was the semi-door bitch.  Had a lot of madness selling door-tickets.  Very bad organization on the committee's part.  But Joshua worked fast so kudos to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, it was Victor's 23rd on Thursday so Happy Bird-day, Victor Ginko Nut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm off to bed for there is a Sunday full of work and money for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night, world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sleepless nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-8424395538510500833?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/8424395538510500833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=8424395538510500833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/8424395538510500833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/8424395538510500833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/08/dashed.html' title='Dashed'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-814996089423793872</id><published>2009-08-11T02:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T02:19:22.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Shows/Movies'/><title type='text'>Gossip Girl: It's Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://maheensabeeh.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/gossip-girl1.png?w=434&amp;amp;h=484"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 434px; height: 484px;" src="http://maheensabeeh.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/gossip-girl1.png?w=434&amp;amp;h=484" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heads up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Season 3 of the highly popular series (amongst the NYC, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;atas pantas&lt;/span&gt; wannabes ... me included) is coming back this FALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Bs, Gs, Ss, Lonely Boys, Little Js and the XOXOs and ... the YOU KNOW YOU LOVE ME crap!  By the way, do you know who does the voice overs?  GUESS GUESS GUESS! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holybegoose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Apologize for the lack of updates - been really tight around.&lt;br /&gt;PP/S: But still found time to watch my beloved latest episode for &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;True Blood&lt;/span&gt; and the new hit series on the block, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 Things I Hate About You&lt;/span&gt; (totally love it that they made this great movie ... adapted from Shakespeare's Much Ado About Nothing ... into a series.  God Bless Heath Ledger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in the rise of the ashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-814996089423793872?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/814996089423793872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=814996089423793872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/814996089423793872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/814996089423793872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/08/gossip-girl-its-back.html' title='Gossip Girl: It&apos;s Back!'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-5757830234790347400</id><published>2009-08-04T01:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T01:25:08.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In Singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT Savvy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Verbal Diarrhoea'/><title type='text'>Over and Down</title><content type='html'>It's been a little quiet around here, hasn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for the lack of updates as boy oh boy, has it been a really quirky week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next 2 weeks will be filled with truckloads of things to do as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;these 2 weeks mark the beginning of the end of my SummerFun!&lt;/span&gt; :(  That would mean that yes, holy crap, I am heading back to The School :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am all tears now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;Quickdates!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Left 4 Dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one thing that I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt; mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I ROCK AT &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;L4D&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, scratch that.  I don't rock at L4D.  The only reason my team won twice is because I had good players on my side (McRon, Sammy, Brendon).  I still very vividly remembering trashing the other team, which, very unfortunately (or fortunately), had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; in it, with my awesome Tank punching/slapping skills!  I absolutely love being the Tank!  It makes my heart pump so fast that I feel as though I am going to hyperventilate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally thrashed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;! And I felt awesome doing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing campaign is so passe; versus is the new upstart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zanetta Joan Sit's Sex Scandal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much going around the blogosphere and the Internet about the NUS Law Student's fabulouso sex scandal huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the hype's died down and either Zanetta's sulking that there isn't anyone else talking about her sexcapade or she's happy that it's finally over.  What's your take?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I honestly wonder when there will be a next time a Singaporean has such photos of him/her leaked onto the Internet.  Let me know if you see any!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot more to update on the past week.  Visuals and visuals and visual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; got his car car! All fully equipped with an awesome huge-arse woofer, bai swee volt-metre! (: And I successfully &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zhnged&lt;/span&gt; it with Shermaine's Domokuns!  Happy that he can finally drive to school instead of taking public transport!&lt;br /&gt;PP/S: I still haven't decided where to hold my 21st party :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hold your horses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-5757830234790347400?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/5757830234790347400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=5757830234790347400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5757830234790347400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/5757830234790347400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/08/over-and-down.html' title='Over and Down'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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-8426857.post-4209672051261836987</id><published>2009-07-25T19:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T19:19:06.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Actually'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parties/Outings/Birthdays Galore'/><title type='text'>FuckFever</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The boyfriend&lt;/em&gt; is down with a superbly high fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;39.8 fucking degrees celcius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc says that there is a possibility that it's the H1N1 influenza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing all I can do bring his temperature down - sponging him every 15 minutes to cool his body, keeping his room temperature cool, massaging his limbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that he gets well soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have no choice but to miss his jiu jiu's birthday celebration and I, Huiqing's celebration.  Sincerest apologies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in all to come&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-4209672051261836987?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/4209672051261836987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=4209672051261836987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4209672051261836987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/4209672051261836987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/07/fuckfever.html' title='FuckFever'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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-8426857.post-2346608081438739035</id><published>2009-07-25T03:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T03:27:44.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life as Stefanie'/><title type='text'>Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned</title><content type='html'>And so I have heard that the wonderful ex-boyfriend hates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about me becoming too much of a man (i.e. too much guts, prolly?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am guessing he hates my guts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: This is the prelude to a very exciting post.&lt;br /&gt;PP/S: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; is ill and I pray he gets better (:&lt;br /&gt;PPP/S: Andrew says that my eyebags have gotten darker.  Wth.  He and his stinky Nissan Fair Lady. Hawhaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;goodnight sweet dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8426857-2346608081438739035?l=she-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/feeds/2346608081438739035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8426857&amp;postID=2346608081438739035' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2346608081438739035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8426857/posts/default/2346608081438739035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://she-.blogspot.com/2009/07/hell-hath-no-fury-like-woman-scorned.html' title='Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned'/><author><name>Steffanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03014380009648091059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
