<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589</id><updated>2009-10-14T12:13:35.327+13:00</updated><title type='text'>joy with victory</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-1137693259680589330</id><published>2008-10-04T02:02:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T02:12:59.672+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HEY THERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE MOVED! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://yoonais.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KINDLY UPDATE MY LINK ADDRESS IN YOUR LIST PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020135939605967589-1137693259680589330?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1137693259680589330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=1137693259680589330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/1137693259680589330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/1137693259680589330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-there-moved-httpyoonais.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-8714370578543337188</id><published>2008-09-29T02:05:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T02:05:54.342+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Weather's good, church was great and yeah, just had a pretty peaceful resting day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just finished webcam-ing with my parents and brother. I won't deny the fact that I, really thank God for my family. (: We may be worlds apart but technology helped too. Two weeks of rough preparation for exams without being able to squeeze time out to even talk to them made things even worse. Had heaps of chunk on my mind. Contemplated so much on which paths I should take because enrolment for Degree has to be logged in to my student account by 7 October'08, Tuesday. How on earth did I actually end up with 3 choices for myself to choose from, God knows why. So, after talking things out with Dad, Mum and Bro... *phews* I'm so much more at ease to log it in by 7 October now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bro: Are you even passionate about "figures"? Why bother taking it up when you have no interest or little interest, so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dad: If that's the case, go and specialise in HRD instead. Since Ahkong said that before you left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mum: Don't force yourself. Do what you're comfortable with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, some may not know the full story but yeah. I think there's no reason why I should literally spell word for word. I'm just contented with the given answers. Its sometimes hard when you have three people talking to you at the same time. Your brain have to process things really fast. Hah. And I did! Thank God. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So yeah, anyways... My bottom line is... Thank God for giving me a lovely family. Sometimes it takes moments like this to be physically away from your family and realise the importance of kinship and with honest and caring attitude projected through simple words of: "Daddy loves you. Mummy loves you." etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pretty much ties in with "Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres." -1 Corinthians 13:6-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Believe me. I've never said "I love you" that much in my entire life to my parents. Every single text sent every now and then ends with "love you!" Before we bid each other goodbye over MSN, "love you too! , love loves".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sigh. Family. At least its not too late for me to realise but instead thank God for what's being given and that I'll treasure precious times while we're still on this earth. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright. Enough of all the sentimentals. Haha. I'm off to Auckland later at mid-day. Uncle's fetching me from Arrival Hall. Two weeks of WARM spring ahead! Its still cold in the South Island but can get pretty warm on certain days too. I was wondering... If Spring is already quite warm for me... What on earth will happen if I'm back in SG?! Lol. Guess I'll prolly just melt the moment I step out from Changi Airport please? Ohwells!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, great! I'll still be living in Ilam for the next one year! :D Parents said they want me to concentrate on my 1st year and yeah its also nearer to Uni (which is like 5mins walking distance). Heh. Phew! Save me the hassle of hunting for houses. Well, its all off my mind now. Accommodation, Modules blah blah blah... They know its my holidays, so they wanted me to have a really good break. So just helped me out by clearing all my doubts and worries. Yays. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, today's update is like jumping around. One moment, parents. Another moment, Uni. Next moment, holidays and the next back to parents. Lol! Sorry if I've caused much confusion. But, its 2.03AM already! Can't blame me! Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alrightys mates! I'll definitely update once in a while when I'm over in Auckland 'cause I'm bringing my precious lappy. HAHA. *winkwinks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dokiepokies! Goodnight/morning earthlings! Cya. ((:&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/4020135939605967589-8714370578543337188?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/8714370578543337188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=8714370578543337188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/8714370578543337188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/8714370578543337188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/09/weathers-good-church-was-great-and-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-2741953970097283420</id><published>2008-09-27T13:30:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T13:31:53.476+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Exam week is finally over. English was okay. Accounts, totally messed it up. Didn't get to tally the balances and I wrote nonsense for my theory. Marketing was good. Stats was a depressing and intimidating paper that I've ever sat for in my entire life. Ohwells. Its all over. I can only sit and wait for the results to be out. booo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, Sham &amp;amp; Jai stayed over since last Friday all through till exams were over. Ho! Totally cool. Went out for walks together whenever we needed to have fresh air before heading back to mugg. Tons of laughter about all the silly stuff we did back in SG. Talked about the good and bad times we went through together for the past 3 years in Business School. Was pretty much of a memory. So yeah. Thanks girls. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played frisbee with Siew Ping, Angline, Gloria, Li Ying, Calvin, Raymond, Ben and another chinese guy. Haha, apologies. Don't know his name. But anyhoos, its a little de-stress after exams for me. So yeah. Went back for a shower and off to Super Service at EN with Gloria and Raymond. Was cool. Reminds me of CharisMA's youth service tho'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells! Its the start of "daylight saving" at 3am  tomorrow. Its usually an hour ahead of the standard time. So we gotta forward our clocks an hour faster before we head for bed tonight! Eg. instead of 10pm we forward it to 11pm. We'll have one hour less of sleep tonight. Okay, I think that's the explanation of the timing but as for the daylight period itself... I have noooo idea why they need daylight saving. Haha. Just so you know, we'll be 5 hours ahead of SG starting from tomorrow (Sunday, 28 September 2008) till Monday, 6 April 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On random notes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- thank You for being with me through my ups and downs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- thank you for remembering me a week in advance even though I haven't spoken to you in weeks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- thank you for the trip to your place this coming hols,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- thank you for always making me feel welcomed, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- for always making me feel really dumb, but i still thank you. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS, FAMILY and GOD are the inevitable part our lives. Every single friend that I meet or cross paths with sure did make/made an impact in my life. Be it the small, medium or big things that has ever happened, i still remember each pal ; for the good memories. (: Long time friends, good friends, old friends, new friends, whatever you name/call it... My bottom line is... I love all my friends, family and of course God. So, to everyone, you are definitely much appreciated. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eunice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020135939605967589-2741953970097283420?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/2741953970097283420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=2741953970097283420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/2741953970097283420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/2741953970097283420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/09/exam-week-is-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-3092111303946608389</id><published>2008-09-23T22:47:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T22:52:25.289+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S - T - R - E - S - S&lt;br /&gt;! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;can't wait for exams to be over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PFFFT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;back to mugging session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&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/4020135939605967589-3092111303946608389?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/3092111303946608389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=3092111303946608389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/3092111303946608389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/3092111303946608389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/09/s-t-r-e-s-s-cant-wait-for-exams-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-4907924678052418792</id><published>2008-09-18T23:22:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T00:15:48.743+12:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Randoms"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;设么是朋友？　谁是朋友？　设么是敌人？　谁是敌人？　它们到地是谁？　你能份得清吗？　设么是家？　家在那里呢？　设么是对？　设么是错？　－　想想想，　头也快要炮了啦！　嗨！  我猜，　不要想比交好。　同一吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ohwells! Just needed a wee break from mugging, so here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life's just as it is for us at the moment. Like any other time of the year when exam's around the corner; feelings get mixed, brains get awfully jammed up with excess information, sleeping routine and appetite's changed. Nevertheless, working towards our A's the most integral part for the end process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some think we're way too good, but no one's ever perfect as long as we're still living on this planet called earth. Its just another phase we all have to pass through as we progress. There's nothing to compare. If you think you're up to it, means you're up to it. Agreeable, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've apparently been drifting and missing out quite a bit on the other side. Maybe its time I should seriously stop contemplating and just move on with what I think is best for me. They've got their lives to lead, so do I. At the end of the day, I'm not accountable to them but to myself. Make sense? Well, it does. To me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Right, I think you people won't get the storyline. Well, probably it's not even meant to be understood at the first place when the title's stated as "The Randoms". I'm just tired. We're all tired. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;好，好，累哦。　真的，真的，很累。&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/4020135939605967589-4907924678052418792?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/4907924678052418792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=4907924678052418792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/4907924678052418792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/4907924678052418792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/09/randoms.html' title='&quot;The Randoms&quot;'/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-7870158046922872897</id><published>2008-09-17T19:48:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T22:59:31.120+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello world. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Church camp was fun! Had a little jungle hunt, the animal-concentration game, cup &amp;amp; time game, talent night, the barn dance, service as per normal and of course meeting/getting to know (new) people from EN. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All good things come to an end. So, Monday was back to a normal Uni day, yet again. Assignments never ending. Well, everything's due at 5pm today. Finally over. *yay* (excited reaction, not!) I'm just tired. We're all tired. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Classes are officially over and closed for English, Marketing and Stats. Its our last for Accounting tomorrow. I think. If not it'll be Friday. Hurhur. Exams will kick start with English next Monday at 2pm. Three hours for all papers. Looks long but once you start writing until the time is up, it feels as if you've sat there for about an hour or so only. *Haa* How nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyhoos, tonight will be the start of burning midnight oil, going to the library during the day and really concentrating hard for intense revision. It was supposed to be the start of this week but due to our two Stats assignment, time did not permit. So, great. Just FOUR days of revision. Gotta buck up! Need those As' on the transcript. Hurrr! *stress*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;See! Haven't even start exams, lecturers are telling us when the results will be out. It'll be out on the 8th of October. Splendid. Six days after my day. Hurh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But anyways, was calculating Coursework grades plus possible scores for Exam... Two secured A's (IF double checking's done meticulously. Well, of course making sure I do). As for the other... I'm just praying for a B+. But I know with prayer and supplication = my Father handles the rest! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Other than that, well wishes to DP2, EN1 and WB1 mates! All the best for Exams! (:&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/4020135939605967589-7870158046922872897?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/7870158046922872897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=7870158046922872897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/7870158046922872897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/7870158046922872897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-world_17.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-7431309834999940947</id><published>2008-09-12T17:02:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T18:06:09.514+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T G I F !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its weekend at Woodend's! Haha. Its the place of EN's Church Camp. Anyhoos, be back on Sunday afternoon. So, no updates for tomorrow and maybe Sunday. Depends. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO! I'm done with:&lt;br /&gt;- laundry and&lt;br /&gt;- accounts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew, thank God. At least I'll only have my last Reading Responses and 2 of my Stats Assignment to concentrate on when I'm back. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrightys, off to camp. Ciaos earthlings! (:&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/4020135939605967589-7431309834999940947?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/7431309834999940947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=7431309834999940947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/7431309834999940947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/7431309834999940947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/09/t-g-i-f-its-weekend-at-woodends-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-8573915847295338807</id><published>2008-09-11T22:23:00.006+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T16:55:34.393+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Missy's down with fever and sore throat. Prolly due to all the late nights and the weather. I'm slightly better for the time being 'cos I managed to take a wee nap after Uni today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter, random and happier note, thank you dearest cousin for my advanced 20th! Bet she reckoned I'll be a little bored down in Christchurch, so she bought this!&lt;/span&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SMjor3ZCyOI/AAAAAAAAAM8/DOny2FQ_OU0/s1600-h/boardgpass29sep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 466px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SMjor3ZCyOI/AAAAAAAAAM8/DOny2FQ_OU0/s320/boardgpass29sep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244697606373951714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Right, I don't think I need to literally spell out that picture aye? But just to clear some people's doubt if they're really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; blurrrr (haha). Its a Boarding Pass to Auckland from Christchurch. So! My 20th! will be spent over at cuzzy's place. That's up the North Island. Disturbed her when I saw that Boarding Pass. Haha. I was like, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Wahhh, trying to kidnap me over to AKL huh?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lol. 'Cos she's been bugging me to move my butt up to Auckland-U for my degree instead of doing it in Canterbury. Haha. Wellies, we'll see how! Lol. I've been saying that ever since she knew I was going to study in NZ. Heh. Anyways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, maybe I'm the blur one instead. But you can't blame me suspecting anything! 'Cos I'll be going up Auckland (yes, again) for Christmas this December! Air ticket's the present from Eldest Aunt and Uncle! Okay, if you remember me telling the entire world that Aunt's gonna buy me an air ticket for my Christmas trip? Yes, that's totally a separate thing from this and Aunt didn't ask me any details or whatsoever after the convo we had on MSN a week ago. So this was how the conversation went on one of the days last week with cousin and I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Received a text from cuzzy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Tiff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: *poke pokes* Free to go online now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Eun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: *changed MSN status to Online* Ehh, sorry. Just received your text. Yesyes, what is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Tiff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: Pssh! So slow! Give me your passport details la. Mummy wants to book air ticket for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Eun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: Eh? Really huh? Lol. Okay. *gives details that's on my passport*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Tiff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: Oh, give as many details as possible la. Expiry date etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Eun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: Oei, wait la. I'm typing mah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Tiff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: Pssh! Fineee... *Bleah!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Eun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: Okay! Anyways, tell your 'rents I said a BIG THANKS in advance ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Tiff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: Aiya, you come up here then thank la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Eun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: Tsk! I thank now first can anot? December go up then thank again la. Anyway the word "thanks" is free. Haha. So I can say a million times, no charge. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Tiff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: -.-! Okay la. Thanks for the details! (: Will let Mummy know! Gtg now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Eun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: dokie pokies. talk soon! bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Tiff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: bye! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seeeeee! I didn't think it was anything more than that. Just thought that Aunt asked Tiff to get my details. Blah. So yea. Tiff just sent the boarding pass to me. (ps: sry for the overlapping of copyright text. for security purposes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be departing Christchurch the following Monday after I'm done with Exams. Staying over at cuzzy's place till 18th Oct. That's like two days before heading back to Uni. Hah. We're in the same time zone luh. So not much of a biggy. (: Besides, flight's just an hour and a half away from the South to North Island. Yay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my schedule, haha. 20th-cum-Spring hols, up in AKL for 3 weeks. Christmas with Aunt and Uncle (and MAYBE cousin brother), also up in AKL. That's for 2 weeks. Ahhh... My hols aren't that bored &amp;amp; bad, I see. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, a bigbigbig &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for the advanced presents for 20th &amp;amp; Christmas, Aunt, Uncle and Tiff! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesyes, I'll definately save up for my trip over to AKL (again) for our 21st! Well, specifically... It's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;21st!-cum-Christmas. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, EN Church Camp's from tomorrow evening till Sunday! Yay. Haha. Think its gonna be fun. I hope. I think. I hope. Ahh, stop it Eunice. Lol. Gloria and Raymond said it'll be fun. Haha. But yea luh, I'll take it as a wee break before I head back for the last week of intensive revision for exams. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dokie pokies, off to finish up my homework and at least do up one of my Stats assignment! Blahs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;*Stress* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mode luhh! Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk. Better stop. Type so much ready. Lol. Laters! ;)&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/4020135939605967589-8573915847295338807?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/8573915847295338807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=8573915847295338807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/8573915847295338807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/8573915847295338807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/09/missy-is-down-with-fever-and-sore.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SMjor3ZCyOI/AAAAAAAAAM8/DOny2FQ_OU0/s72-c/boardgpass29sep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-4833453329918595571</id><published>2008-09-10T18:05:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T18:07:59.979+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, we're officially going nutts. Lectures are moving ahead like a bullet train. Had Stats In-class Assignment just now. Heaven knows what I did. Sham and Jai also had no clue what they were doing. Nisha finished and straight away said everything's wrong. Alex asked how was it and I replied so-so with a smirk. He said it sucked. Hah. That fella. Tsk. Oh, Alex looks like my little god-brother in SG. Someone, anyone or most that I come across, just reminds me of people I left back in SG. "How nice". Hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, extra Assignment for Stats. Now we've got two on hand. Latest piece due this coming Tuesday and the Investigation Report's due the day after that. God, bless, us. *emotionless* Last Essay writing for EL's due tomorrow during class. Argumentative Essay on whether we're for or against Technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gastric kicked in. I'm so not in the mood for food. Pretty much lost my appetite these few days. Have been living on water, biscuits, bread, soup , cereals but not much of solids. Blah. I know, its bad. Hurhur. But I'm trying to have my proper meals luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells! Guess I'll leave that as that. I'm off for a nap and up to do up my Reading Responses. Its due tomorrow. Pffft. Bye earthlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020135939605967589-4833453329918595571?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/4833453329918595571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=4833453329918595571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/4833453329918595571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/4833453329918595571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay-were-officially-going-nutts.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-1691113630453089505</id><published>2008-09-09T22:26:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T22:27:23.283+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Table's in a mess, school bags lying around, notes are everywhere, pieces of papers pin-ed up on my brown board, exams will officially begin in 12 days time, appetite's been pretty bad these few days, everything's piling up above my head and a little bit of homesickness is starting to kick in (yes, AGAIN!). Good Lord! What is wrong with me?! Hurrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, leave that as that. Guess I'll be alright after exams luhhh, but! I have to pack up my area first. Can't study when its so messy. Yea, 'rents would prolly be grinning from ear to ear when they see this. Like, "finally, our dearest girl can't stand mess!" Haha. What do you expect. It happens ALL the time when exam's around the corner. Mummy never cleans up my area when it's around exam time. She'll never dream of touching my stuff after the big-hoo-haa incident happened during my preparation for N Levels. Lol. I came back and my place was neatly packed and stacked. Of course I was happy. Duh! Like which person reaches home and sees their room nicely cleaned by someone else. Hah. Rested for a while, sat down at my study... Gracious! I was like.. I thought I put my books here? Where's my other stack of notes there?! Went straight to the kitchen and... ... "Mother! Did you clean my room?! Where's all my stuff?! Now I can't find my things! How am I suppose to study now?!" Okay, moral of the story, don't touch my things when its exam period. Wait till I'm over and done with, I'll clean up my mess. Otherwise, if it really gets messy like now... Everything's everywhere... I'll pack it up and put at places I'll remember. Haha. Come to think of it, I was such a naughty girl. Mother cleaned my room and there I was asking her millions of questions. *guilty face* Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, Manal dropped out from this sem's FS Course 'cos of her little unborn baby. She'll be due this December. Prolly around 18 or 19. Ohwells, better for her too. I rather that she suspends her course and concentrate on binge-ing and resting instead of having to wake up every morning on time and having to be in uni for long hours. We all, normal ladies are already feeling so drained out after classes almost everyday, what more about her. Ohwells, promised to drop by her place when its holidays! Manal's just like a nice and gentle sibling that everyone wants. Notice I didn't type the word "little". Haha. She's a year older than I am. So yea. Anyhoos, her husband's an intern doctor at the hospital here. We're not the least worried. Both of them are from Saudi. I think. Or is it Oman? Ahhh. Nevermind. Their from the Middle East luh. Haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ohwells, guess that's about all. Sigh! Pack up your table, Eunice! See, gotta nag at myself. Feel like I'm some ding-dong talking to myself in the room sometimes, you know! Well, at least I don't talk chunks of nonsense but sensible stuff like, Okay, Eunice! Time for Uni, its laundry day today, com'on pack up ur table. Yesyes, I'm not (yet) to the point where I speak nonsense to myself. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! Gonna pack up my place and back to mugging. Laters, people! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020135939605967589-1691113630453089505?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1691113630453089505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=1691113630453089505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/1691113630453089505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/1691113630453089505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/09/tables-in-mess-school-bags-lying-around.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-2432258389265836689</id><published>2008-09-08T23:36:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T23:36:01.137+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Uni'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay! As promised and said, so it shall be typed! Haha. Its exactly 11.36pm (NZ Time) and exactly 7.36pm (SG Time). Which nicely brings me to my main point, because someone's born at this time on 8th September! Apparently, after 20 years of him living and growing up day by day, and year by year... Now then he knows what time he touched down on a planet called, earth! Nonetheless, I'm glad at least he knows his time of birth now! Oh, nevermind. Better late than never! Hahaha. Fine, fine... I'll stop my long grandmother story... *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;20TH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, AHMAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(aka MHCP, [lazy] old man &amp;amp; mr.smirker!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Been a pleasure knowing you! All the best in everything you do &amp;amp; yeah, may your dreams *ahem* (mr.pilot) come true! :D Hope you're having a great time! ;) -Cheers! ((((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright, back to reality! I'm totally, totally drained! Sham, Jai and others in WB classes were pretty tired too, I suppose. Could tell from all the sleepy faces and people getting high by laughing for no reason. Just in case you're wondering who. Its none other than ME! Totally cracked up after the end of Arch's class till I was done with classes at 5pm. Gracious. My eyes are so so heavy! Kept wanting to doze off and I was just on the dot for Stats lesson at 10am. Well, I was suppose to be at Uni by 9am for Accounting... But... Too lazy and sleepy to get up. So, attended afternoon's class instead. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, Marketing Essay's done! 2 Reading Responses due this Thursday. Stats Investigation Report due next Wednesday. EL Portfolio to be completed and submitted by the end of next week. Lastly, start of exams on 22nd! How nice. Hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells! Tahan-ing! (: Alright. Guess i'll head back for my beauty sleep. Hehe. Nights earthlings! ;)&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/4020135939605967589-2432258389265836689?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/2432258389265836689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=2432258389265836689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/2432258389265836689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/2432258389265836689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay-as-promised-and-said-so-it-shall.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-4547250038701556641</id><published>2008-09-07T09:29:00.008+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T09:55:29.085+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Assignments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello world. Its exactly 8.57am now. The sky's blue and the sun's shining so brightly with pretty spring flowers slowly blooming. The ducks are quacking and the birds are chirping. The sound of airplanes taking off makes me wanna sit on it and head back to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*snaps finger*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, I guess I'm dreaming too much! Reality check! I'm just about done with my Marketing Essay. Left with Question Two which is worth 20 marks. Apparently still stuck with it. Plus I've got to find relevant referencing or rather quotes for my essay/answers given. I still have yet to do one of my Reading Responses for English. I guess I'm more or less feeling very relieved now that I'm done with two thirds of my Essay for Marketing. Sense of achievement early in the morning. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, special thanks to a few people who kept me company even if it was for a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Sotong&lt;/span&gt; for our little wacky story of us as a Gold-Platinium Card holders of IMH in SG,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Rino&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Jc&lt;/span&gt; and yes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Sotong&lt;/span&gt; (again), for our crazy conversation of us being animals in my imaginary future farm and ocean in NZ, and a little catch up with the two guys as well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Ahmad&lt;/span&gt; for being so blur because I asked him to find for an IMH "outlet" that's located in Christchurch, which made me cracked up even more, because I made him go into his stoned mode twice in a row, but I think you were really tired, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; Ashik&lt;/span&gt; for his nonsense, the stress reliever who always attempts to make my life miserable on MSN (as usual) but I'm just too used to it by now. Haha, too bad, bestfriend! Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, thank God for lovely friends! If not I don't know what I'll become if I didn't know them. Well, maybe not totally a goner without them. Prolly just be missing out on what's the fun side of life. They've been a great support. Always been. Oh, don't be disheartened if you're not mentioned! Not that Eunice doesn't think that you've not supported her in any way, because everyone did! Haha! But yea, I appreciate every single one of you okay! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells! Guess I'll prolly go take a nap and carry on with my LAST question for my Essay when I'm up. Its laundry day, today! Errr, but I'll do it later when I'm up too! Haha! Have a great Sunday earthlings! (:&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/4020135939605967589-4547250038701556641?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/4547250038701556641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=4547250038701556641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/4547250038701556641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/4547250038701556641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-4109827649192758820</id><published>2008-09-06T20:08:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T20:11:15.142+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know if its just me or I'm just feeling this way. Ohwells. I've been resting the entire day. Woke up in the morning around 11.30, bathed, had breakfast. apparently just a bun and a cup of hot ginger tea. Rested for a while went back to bed and I slept through till 5 plus 6-ish in the evening. Washed up, cooked noodles for dinner but there's no taste. Blah. It's just so so plain. Everything's blend. My eyes are slightly better. Guess I didn't have enough rest, that's all. Other than that, I think that's all for the entire day. Gotta do up my assignments by tonight. If not by tomorrow evening. Sighs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY &amp;amp; BLESSED BIRTHDAY, EZRABOY!&lt;/span&gt; Greetings from your fellow "fatty-club-member" Hahaha. God bless ya, bro! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020135939605967589-4109827649192758820?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/4109827649192758820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=4109827649192758820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/4109827649192758820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/4109827649192758820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-dont-know-if-its-just-me-or-im-just.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-8855220009636799551</id><published>2008-09-05T23:13:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T23:17:38.456+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stats &amp;amp; Accounts class till 12pm. Arch probably had an appointment so, there wasn't EL class at 2pm. Went to work after class. Reached my flat around 9.45pm. Dinner time was mad rush. Okay, a wee scalding on my left thumb, forgot 2 goreng pisangs' so i had to run after the customer in the freezing cold wind (without my jacket some more) and! the kitchen door was pushed against my right cheek. wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....... super duper clumsy today luh. fine, it just wasn't my day either. I'm not feeling too well now. BLARHS! Headache, irritating one moment of hot-teary-&amp;amp;-dry eyes and! cramps. Pffft. Well, at least this ain't anything compared to the worst i had back in SG. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, tomorrow and Sunday I'm gonna be like a busy buzzing bee. So, I need my rest now. Too tired and weak to do anything now luhh. Sigh! Night everyone. Laters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020135939605967589-8855220009636799551?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/8855220009636799551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=8855220009636799551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/8855220009636799551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/8855220009636799551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/09/stats-accounts-class-till-12pm.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-5790621211951967259</id><published>2008-09-04T23:43:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T00:35:53.764+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today's weather is freezing cold! One moment my eyes are dry. Another moment my eyes are teary. Guess its probably the change of season and maybe the main reason... Not enough rest. Heh. Well, I try as much as I can to have sufficient rest but my workload's not giving me a chance to. Hurhur. Ohwells! Yesyes and to "MHP" I'll look at your picture after I get my eye drops from the pharmacy tomorrow okay. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, eldest aunt asked for my passport details 'cos she's gonna buy me an air ticket to Auckland for Christmas this December! Yay! Thanks Dagu! ((: A weeeeeeee break before I head back to Uni to finish up Foundation Year and it'll be the actual start of BCom. Ahhhs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nooooo mood to do my assignments tonight. So just sorted out all my notes for reference to my Mktg Essay. pfftz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay y'all. Eunice is uber tired now. Nights earthlings.&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/4020135939605967589-5790621211951967259?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/5790621211951967259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=5790621211951967259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/5790621211951967259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/5790621211951967259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/09/todays-weather-is-freezing-cold-one.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-3182811772273665004</id><published>2008-09-04T02:02:00.006+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T02:12:24.484+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hours after hours, day after day, classes after classes, tests after tests, exams after exams, assignments after assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I've got&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;four&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on hand:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Marketing Essay (due: 8 Sept, Monday by 12 noon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Statistics Investigation Report (due: 17 Sept, Wednesday by 5pm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- 2 Reading Responses for English (not sure when Arch wants it either)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pressure for exam's starting to set in but I'm trying not to let that happen. Every paper's like three hours long. Dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Exam Schedule&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- FOUN040 (English) : 1400-1700 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- FOUN043 (World of Business ; Combined Paper - Mktg &amp;amp; Actg) 0900-1200 hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- FOUN045 (Statistics : Data &amp;amp; Probability) : 1400-1700 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As much as most of us are hoping for a split of paper for World of Business (WB)... We're not sure what the decisions are after the shocking results produced for Econs &amp;amp; Mgmt during Mid-Sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ohwells, I can't wait for exams to be over. Serious. Anyways, had a wee conference on MSN with my eldest aunt and my two cousins (Tiffy &amp;amp; Korkor Ben). Eldest Aunt was asking, if given a chance to go for a holiday in Auckland which will I choose. My 20th or Christmas. Then I was like, errrr... Not sure. 'Cos if I go up during Christmas, Tiffy won't be around. Korkor Ben and his gf MIGHT be away in Australia. Pardon the "might" in caps. Lol. That's what he put in the conversation last night. If I go on my 20th... Well, personally, birthdays now aren't significant and happening to me anymore, since I arrived here (meaning, Christchurch). So whether I celebrate it or not doesn't really matter a great deal either. So yea. I don't know what's the decision now but on second thoughts, if really given a chance, I'd prolly go up to the North during Christmas luhh. 'Cos Eldest Aunt and Uncle would probably be alone. Like I've said, Tiffy won't be around and Korkor Ben would prolly be spending time with his gf too. Ohwells, we'll see if Aunt asks again. If she does I'll tell her Christmas, it shall be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I couldn't give a confirmed answer to Eldest Aunt 'cos Sri said he might be coming down to Chch for Christmas but he hasn't confirmed on his side too. Anyhoos, if Aunt really does ask again I'll tell her a big OKAY! and to Sri... Please come another time. Hahaha! I'm sure that bum wouldn't mind. Besides, he's being telling me that working during Christmas season over in Sydney, he'll earn more $$$. So yea, see! I'm helping him! Haha. Oh yeah, huh. Talking about Sri... He said he's going to Bali for a 3 week-hols! Its been more than 3 weeks now. Still haven't heard anything from him. Lol. I bet he's trying to avoid someone online luh *coughcoughs* . Tsk. So mean. Haaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh well! Haven't been that well these few days either. Been reflecting on so many things. I'm sorry if my responses affected anyone around me but yea. Just trying to rationalise certain things properly. Its never easy being on our own, really. The feeling's like, you feel like an orphan in a foreign place but on the other hand you know that you're not, because God's with you every step that you're taking? Being in a situation like this makes things even worse when the people around you or rather the people that you mix with, sometimes do or say things that cuts or bring you down in front of others but they never seem to realise? I choose to keep quiet not because I allow to bullied or be taken advantage of, but rather, choose to be quiet and just commit everything to my Father in Heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young, I used to think that answering back every single thing people say was such a good thing because people can't bully you when you can stand up for yourself? But how silly can I be, I thought to myself. I finally realise the purpose of the tongue. Whatever things said, be it good or bad, the hearer will always be affected by it. The tongue is the worse weapon you'll ever have in this entire lifetime. Its so diffcult to tame especially when you're angry because things that you're not suppose to say just comes out and then causes regret in the latter of a relationship. Hence, a pretty good lesson after reflecting much, I should just stop talking so much and listen more to what others have to say. I mean why talk so much if it doesn't bring edification to the hearer? Well if it does then yea, there definitely is a necessity to speak.  Not that joking around would never ever happen anymore but talk when there's a need to. After so long, I'm starting to feel that talking about things of this world makes me tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I thank God for always standing with me. Whenever I fall, He picks me up. Whenever I fail, He lets me succeed. Whenever I'm weak, He makes me strong. Whenever I'm faced with a storm, He calms the seas. Whenever I'm anxious, He gives His peace that surpasses all understanding so that I may/will be at rest. He's probably is the bestest Father I could ever ask for and would never trade Him for anything. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, its been a pretty long one. Thank you for taking you time to read the lenghty update. Anyhoos, all the above was just my own thoughts and reflections and is only directed to me and not anyone else. So no heart-feelings to all my readers aye! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, guess its enough for today. Time to rest. Night earthlings. Or rather Morning. Its 2am! Hurhur. Laters! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020135939605967589-3182811772273665004?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/3182811772273665004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=3182811772273665004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/3182811772273665004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/3182811772273665004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/09/hours-after-hours-day-after-day-classes.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-3750735434645376849</id><published>2008-08-31T18:24:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T18:45:57.659+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, before I start... pictures of photo shoot can be found on friendster and facebook. Its all there but its only a couple of it 'cause most of it is repeated. (: Will post up my student profile's link sometime during this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, went grocery shopping ytd. Got so bored being cooped up in my room all day long. Its boring you know! Hah. Well, that's because I was too lazy to do up my assignments. Just wanted to laze around, go for a walk or something. So yea, ended up walking to Woolworths to get my groceries. Heh. Then the cashier was like... "Just a quiet day for you?" Yea, pretty much. "Stocking up food aye?" Hurrr, yea. "Studying at the Uni?" Yea. "Alright. Have a great day." Yupp, thanks. You too. "Laters". (: Laters. That's pretty much for my saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did spring cleaning with my area today. Woke up, bathed, did my laundry, vaccumed my room, packed my study. What a day. Feel so accomplished. HAHA! Just kidding. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, and I'm in the midst of assignmenting now. Just finished my Accounting Revision Sheet. Left with Reading Responses (RR). Sigh. I'm getting a little sick &amp;amp; bored of RR. Hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwellies, Spring's officially starting tomorrow. Just hope it doesn't snow out of the blue during Spring. Christchurch weather is really crazy. Okay, its like umpteen times telling the entire world this, but yea, it is. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count down to Finals and Spring Break please. Its finally September. *Phew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &amp;amp; I've gotten my answer. So, I'll stay put. Period. ((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dokie pokes, off to do RR. Blahs! Laters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020135939605967589-3750735434645376849?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/3750735434645376849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=3750735434645376849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/3750735434645376849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/3750735434645376849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/08/okay-before-i-start.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-2979839445925893903</id><published>2008-08-29T08:21:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T08:23:01.844+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;reply to tags:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chiharu&lt;/span&gt;: ha. yea. i miss our batch and farzanah's. oh wells. dun care! when I'm back make sure we have a day out in the court for mini matches-cum-training ok! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anoynomous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: I'm fine, thank you. and who on earth are you anyways? could you please be nice to kindly state your name instead of being unknown? thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOTONG&lt;/span&gt;: ha ha. act fierce only... cheyys. no la. just make sure that CC's domestic affairs are kept within the circle and not out of it. yea, and all the best for your match later. *jiayous!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mummy&lt;/span&gt;: boo. hello mummy! thanks, I'll remember that always. *BIG-HUG!* -love loves- ((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RiN&lt;/span&gt;: oh-ho! good that you get it now. hah, where got fierce la! lol. you n sotong ahhh... *pffts* :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4020135939605967589-2979839445925893903?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/2979839445925893903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=2979839445925893903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/2979839445925893903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/2979839445925893903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/08/reply-to-tags-chiharu-ha.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-6721991585826950687</id><published>2008-08-28T23:56:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T00:30:46.344+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Flowers are slowly blooming, so Spring's coming. Officially starts on 1st of September. Weather's been good these few days but still a little chilly at times. Daylight Saving is starting on 28 September '08 till April'09. So instead of having 24 hours a day, I'll have 23 hours only. Which brings me to my main point... I'll be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;FIVE&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hours ahead of Singapore during this period of time. Ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three weeks to Finals. Account's getting slightly interesting. Marketing is dry as per normal but still manageable. 2nd last chapter of Stats. Everyone's pretty confused with Factorials (n!) but we should be fine. I think. English is getting more and more intense as days passes by. Arch is rushing everything. 3 reading responses and 2 essays. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eunice is just feeling very drained. That's all. Sighs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, take care earthlings. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020135939605967589-6721991585826950687?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/6721991585826950687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=6721991585826950687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/6721991585826950687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/6721991585826950687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/08/flowers-are-slowly-blooming-so-springs.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-6983873109429867588</id><published>2008-08-23T16:28:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T16:29:42.390+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday's English essay writing was alright. Didn't finish my conclusion paragraph tho'. Blah. Ohwells. Yea, and I had a stiff neck. Hurhur. I couldn't even turn my neck! But I was much much better at night. Thank God. (: Other than that... Thursday's just an okay day. Nothing much happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a crazy! Accounting class was packed in that SMALL tutorial room. TSK. Pam shouldn't have told WBI &amp;amp; II that we can swop classes if we can't make it at a certain timing. I mean... *sighs* no comments luhh. Term 2's just upside down. Ohwellies. Other than that, had a photo shoot after class at 3pm. It's for Uni Webpage Profile and Uni Prospectuses. In exchange for my face they gave $100 Gift Voucher at Westfield Shopping Mall. Yay. I can go get my swimming gears. I think. Hah. (: Pictures will be out in 2 weeks time. So once I get a copy of the CD, I'll post it up. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 weeks to Finals. Starting to feel a little drained already. That's why... I'm looking forward to my 3 weeks of Spring break. Totally need it luhh. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayover at Aunty Renu's place tomorrow with Nisha, 'cause its Uncle Phil's birthday! Won't be online. So, guess i'll have to webcam with my parents tonight. Err, I think. If not will be next Sunday ready. Hurrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah. K luhhs. I'm feeling uber tired today. Prolly carry on with my Essay editing and Accounts assignment later. Hoohoo. Bye earthlings. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020135939605967589-6983873109429867588?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/6983873109429867588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=6983873109429867588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/6983873109429867588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/6983873109429867588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-there_23.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-8636115379132773732</id><published>2008-08-20T23:52:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T00:44:25.101+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As much as I didn't wish for that, but it happened in the end... Yes, I did really bad for the section on Econs. We'll do a little calculation for now alright? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MCQ = 7/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SAQ (Short Answer Questions) = 9/40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Total mark for Economics = 16/50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not very bad for Management:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MCQ = 9/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SAQ = 30/40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Total mark for Mgmt = 39/50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Overall for Econs &amp;amp; Mgmt = 55/100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells, its alright. I've got my last 3 months (which is Semester 2) to proof it on my record sheet that I'm able to make it for Econs because I don't see a reason why, if I can get 6/10 for my Econs assignment (which is again, a fairly average/good mark to get given my knowledge of the module) and fail so badly for exam, when I've STUDIED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry asked if there's any suggestions or any comments about the paper etc. I was like, yes. Would it be better if there's a split of Econs on one day and then Mgmt on another? Because Mgmt is so theorotical and Econs requires quite a bit of thinking. Putting this two papers together isn't a good idea with a duration of 2 hours some more. Well, you can have a combined paper exam BUT provided, longer duration instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He replied, yes I know it'd be a clean split but, then again that's the way they put it so we'll see how things work after our meeting. But it wouldn't be of much help anymore because this is considered as your final grade to WOB (World of Business) Module. I was like, *pffft* okay. I talked so much and that's what I got for a reply. "Thanks" I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, time to concentrate on Marketing &amp;amp; Accounting for now. Blah. Talking about Accounting... Its a double period lecture with Pam tomorrow. God save the day please? Haha. 'Cause our dear Marketing Lecturer, Paul has gone for a teeth makeover today and needs rest tomorrow! That's why we're having a double period with Pam instead. Lol. Poor Paul. He lost one of his front tooth because of his children and of course mainly due with his bad habit of smoking. Ha. I'm sure he'll look exactly like how he was in the picture of our BPSH (Bridging Programme's Student Handout) when he's back next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've been good so far. Resting as much as I can before we really take full flight for the finals in September. Weather's getting slightly better as well, I suppose. Spring's arriving. (: Guess it'll be a time for a real good rest/break from 29 September to 19 October. 3 weeks of a well-deserved break, and I know it will be. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prolly just flip thru' all my essays and examples/samples of essays and have good reference of how a THESIS statement is supposed to be. I can't understand that portion totally. "Gawd,  mistakes with thesis statements again!" I thought to myself, whenever I get back my Essays. There's a 25marks essay for English tomorrow at 11am. So yea, all the best Eunice. &amp;amp; Thesis Statement, for goodness sake! TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, think that's about all. (: Till then, take good care, earthlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY, NISHA! glad you like your little PURPLE cap! haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020135939605967589-8636115379132773732?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/8636115379132773732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=8636115379132773732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/8636115379132773732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/8636115379132773732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/08/as-much-as-i-didnt-wish-for-that-but-it.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-738975293196705904</id><published>2008-08-14T06:58:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T07:43:45.616+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh what a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to update after I'm done with my Stats paper in the evening yesterday but I was super duper drained and my eyes were like telling me: "hello little owner , please go to bed now. we're tired too". Which I did when I got back from Uni at 7pm. It was SO dark please! But its alright, my flat's just 5 mins away from campus. yay. Reached my flat, dump my bag and keys on the table, went to the kitchen, took an apple, washed it, sat at the dinning area with Patricia (my other flat mate from M'sia), watched TV (Shortland Street) and had no idea what was going on either. Finished my apple in 15 mins or so, I think. Washed up, changed, snuggled under my blanket at about 7.30pm and poof! I just woke up! ; 6.30am. 11 hours of sleep! Okay, That's how bad I was preparing for Stats paper since Econs &amp;amp; Mgmt paper was over on Monday. I didn't have a single bit of time to even touch Stats during the one week break we had last week 'cause we were all squeezing so much theorotical facts and information into our little pea brain for Econs and Mgmt. Seriously speaking, time wasn't enough, too many pages of questions, so much to write, too little space for our words. Blah. Terry would probably have an EASY time to mark our Econs paper. Sham, Jai &amp;amp; I would probably score for Mgmt instead of Econs. We totally gave up on Econs and started scribbling for Mgmt. Okay, this can go on and on forever if you just let me go on talking/typing about what happened for Monday's MST. Ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Stats paper was that easy. Its like, a for sure score A+ kind of paper, BUT! i missed out on some specific definitions. Which I'm hoping it wouldn't cause me to lose a chunk of marks. Duhh, my brain wasn't even thinking properly before we entered the exam hall. Go ask Sham, Jai &amp;amp; Nisha. I was laughing non-stop. The slightest thing also made me burst out into laughter. Oh, and about Sham. She was oh-so-nice luhh, huh. See, the scenario went like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Sham, Jai, Nisha &amp;amp; Eunice got off their seats, walked to the side of the exam hall's doorway, stood there, and while standing there, Eunice's right leg had pins &amp;amp; needles* So here's the conversation and what course of action took place along with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Eunice&lt;/span&gt;: Urgghhh... pins and needles... Hurr. Eh, Sham. Wearing slippers right? Can you just stand on my right foot for awhile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[To all readers and even anyone on this planet earth with reading/hearing/whatever other disabilities... Note the word said and stated: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"S-T-A-N-D"&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sham&lt;/span&gt;: Huh?! You sure ah?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[And just within split seconds, before Eunice could answer anything....]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sham&lt;/span&gt;: (looks at Eunice's right foot and there came Sham's long and i mean, l-o-n-g... right foot... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;**STOMP!**&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jai, Nisha &amp;amp; Eunice went: AHHH! SHAM!!!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Eunice&lt;/span&gt;: Which part of my English did you not understand ah? I said STAND not STEP/STOMP AS HARD AS YOU COULD! Gawd, Sham!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sham&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*then realises how hard she stomped her foot on Eunice's*&lt;/span&gt; and exclaims, OMG!!!!! I'm sooooooo sorrrrrrrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyyyyyy!!! Is it pain?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Jai&lt;/span&gt;: Eh, here I am standing not being "stomped" on, but I feel the pain for Eunice lah! Sham ahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Eunice&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*looks at Sham and started laughing*&lt;/span&gt; Aiyo, you ah. Next time cannot tell you that I've got pins and needles ready luhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sham&lt;/span&gt;: Sorry sorry! Is it pain?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Eunice&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*laughed again*&lt;/span&gt; Its okay. I'm alright now. Thanks anyway. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, morale of the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Don't ever ask anyone anything before a/the start of an exam/test paper. Why? Because, their mind isn't thinking normally and therefore could probably affect their hearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) You probably would want to recall the event that happened before if that same person happens to be around the next time you've got pins and needles again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! Right. I think that's about all. Update later or smth. Gotta prepare for classes now. Lol. Ciaos, earthlings! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020135939605967589-738975293196705904?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/738975293196705904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=738975293196705904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/738975293196705904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/738975293196705904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-what-night.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-5537524279076165235</id><published>2008-08-12T23:44:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T02:54:37.173+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Michael Phelps has clinched 3 Golds so far, with 5 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping a close track of the Olympic Results for Swimming and the news on other events once in a while, made me admire every single one of those competitors. Not because of looks, not because of their oh-so-macho-6/8 pack-bodies etc, but their "perseverance".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered how it'll be like to be in their position? I think a really good way of how we can relate to them, is through problems, studies, work, army, circumstances etc, that we face in our daily lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, studies and incomprehensible circumstances that happens are probably the two toughest things I am going through right now. But, I choose to persevere because I know with Him, all things are possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep away from being all so religious for the moment. It is just in the genes of every human being that we have that perseverance instilled in us, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thomas Foxwell Buxton&lt;/span&gt; puts it this way: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;With ordinary talent and extraordinary perseverance, all things are attainable&lt;/span&gt;". Which, I'd say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;we somehow in one way or another in our daily lives, would just push ourselves to attain our goals  that we've set. But some tend to quit when they think that their problems are too big and great, and can no longer handle them. See what this says: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You can't go through life quitting everything. If you're going to achieve anything, you've got to stick with something&lt;/span&gt;". -From the tv show, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Family Matters&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;If one dream should fall and break into a thousand pieces, never be afraid to pick one of those pieces up and begin again&lt;/span&gt;". -Flavia Weedn, Flavia and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dream Maker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a little encouragement for everyone reading it and its something that i'll always remind myself whenever i get tired/worn out. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song, "In Christ Alone by Brian Littrell" (lyrics will be up after i end) just came pretty much timely when my brother asked for a prayer request, 'cause he'll be having an exam tomorrow and he's having  his RT (Reservist Training, i think that's what it stands for) at this period of time some more. I may not understand what he does for RT but, all I know its tiring at the end of the day and its not easy when exams are around the corner as well. So i copied the entire song lyrics to him and I know he's smart enough to pick out the important words while he muggs for tomorrow's paper on Immunology. All the best, my dearest brother. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and talking about exams... It's finally my last paper for MST tomorrow. Its Stats Paper. I'm glad and relieved. Whatever the results will be for Econs &amp;amp; Management, I'll just accept it and work harder for the finals instead. Rmb, "persevere"! ((: Haha. So yay! I'm good. Just need to get my system to mugging for Stats now. Heh. Cheers mates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;In Christ Alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-Brian Littrell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verse 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ alone will I glory&lt;br /&gt;Though I could pride myself in battles won&lt;br /&gt;For I’ve been blessed beyond measure&lt;br /&gt;And by His strength alone I’ll overcome&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I could stop and count successes like diamonds in my hands&lt;br /&gt;But those trophies could not equal to the grace by which I stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ alone&lt;br /&gt;I place my trust&lt;br /&gt;And find my glory in the power of the cross&lt;br /&gt;In every victory&lt;br /&gt;Let it be said of me&lt;br /&gt;My source of strength&lt;br /&gt;My source of hope&lt;br /&gt;Is Christ alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Verse 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ alone do I glory&lt;br /&gt;For only by His grace I am redeemed&lt;br /&gt;For only His tender mercy&lt;br /&gt;Could reach beyond my weakness to my need&lt;br /&gt;And now I seek no greater honor in just to know Him more&lt;br /&gt;And to count my gains but losses to the glory of my Lord&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/4020135939605967589-5537524279076165235?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/5537524279076165235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=5537524279076165235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/5537524279076165235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/5537524279076165235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/08/michael-phelps-has-clinched-3-golds-so.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-3908187936231454746</id><published>2008-08-09T13:30:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T13:49:34.576+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday just wasn't the day the mugg. It kept raining and raining, weather was so so so cloudy and moody. Haileys came down in the evening. Sigh. Tell me, how to study? It was such a good day to slack and sleep my way through. Hah. Which I did! But only about an hour or so. 'Cause Shao Wei (my flatmate from China) and I wanted to catch the Opening Ceremony of the 2008 Beijing Olympics. Shao Wei kinda slept off but woke up at 1230am and there I was in my warm cosy little room, feeling oh-so-sleepy-and-drained-when-i-saw-a-missed-video-call-from-mr.ashik. hurrr. Just so you know, I left my lappy on and my status was "Away". That's why I got the little orange thing blinking on my taskbar. Boyy, am I really annoyed with the disruptive connection when ashik &amp;amp; ahmad gave me another Video Call (VC)! Yesyes, it was mine! My connection was utterly BAD! sorry guys. we'll have another one when the weather here's more stable. Which I have no idea when either. Haha. But anyhoos, was nice seeing you both over the VC. All the best for your upcoming tests/exams. Study hard &amp;amp; smart aye! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, back to the Olympics Opening Ceremony. Shao Wei and I were sitting at the living room, the weather was horrible so was the reception of coverage. Then I said, "so feel like going to the common room to watch it luhh". Shao Wei replied, "oh yeah! I heard from the RA's (Residence Assistance) that they'll be screening it in the New Common Room (NCR)!!! Com'on! Let's go!!" *Off the TV at the living, dashed to our rooms, got changed in less than a minute, we're out and we ran to the NCR. fooyoh! A reasonable group of students were there as well. One of the RA's from China, David, came and said "Hello" to Shao Wei. Then Shao Wei introduced and I said, "Hi, I've met you before. When I first arrived in June". *at the same time, shook hands" Then he looked so blurr he went... "Ohhh... You are from Sin-gar-por... right?" (Haha) Then I said, "yea, from Singapore". *smiles* &amp;amp; the end note of that is... I don't blame the RA Team for forgetting us once in a while. 'Cause there's so many of us residing in Ilam. Like, hundreds of us. So yeah. Remembering the country ain't that bad either. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, Opening Ceremony for the Olympics was splendid. And I mean, S-P-L-E-N-D-I-D. Kudos to all the hard work put in and yea, today's the start of most of the games. Wheets! Can't wait for the Swimming events. Michael Phelps' is there again! Com'on swimmers, GLIDE! (haha). As always, gliding's our pastime &amp;amp; forte. So yea, cheers to all swimmers for the olympics &amp;amp; not forgetting, the all time cool divers! Minimal splashes are awesome! Totally love it. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Other than that... Small group's got a little gathering at Siew Ping's flat at 4pm today. Bake cookies, cook pasta, rice and another dish. wheets! Sounds fun! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll prolly mugg a little now &amp;amp; again when I'm back frm the little fun gathering till 10.30pm, then I'll catch the swimming events till 12midnight, off to sleep, church tomorrow, and the cycle for mugging continues when I'm back again. Pfftz. Non-stop-hits for mugging mann. Totally can't wait for MST to be over on Wednesday! *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Come to think of it, it's exactly two months since I arrived Christchurch asof today, being the 9th of August. Cool huh? Think I can celebrate my "Time-of-being-in-Christchurch-Anniversary" with Singapore's Birthday already. Hahaha. Okay, that wasn't neccesary. Just trying to be funny and to at least destress a little. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoooooos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SINGAPORE! ((((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, this is like my first time wishing Singapore happy birthday on my blog luhh. But, this is partly what it means to be away from "home". So yea. Can't blame me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrightys, guess that's about all. Have an awesome day, earthlings! God bless! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020135939605967589-3908187936231454746?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/3908187936231454746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=3908187936231454746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/3908187936231454746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/3908187936231454746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/08/yesterday-just-wasnt-day-mugg.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-6492434547132910614</id><published>2008-08-07T08:08:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T08:10:34.383+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lack of updates for the past 2 days. was pretty busy mugging for MST. so many thing's going on. weather was bright and sunny the pass few days too. but i was hit by fever last night, which, was really random. felt so weak while i was finishing up my Mgmt notes. ._. my room heater was like 22ish degrees, windows closed, wearing jacket and i still felt cold. blah. and no, i didn't take any tablets. just lie on my bed, prayed and went to sleep. and yay. i'm up this morning feeling so much better. (: thank You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, i'm pretty much done with Mgmt. starting Econs today and if time permits, which i'm really praying hard that i'll have sufficient time... yea, so if time permits, i'll get to practice for Stats as well. i'll be the happiest girl on earth if i get to at least touch a little on Stats. hehe. &amp;amp; yes, i'm definately trusting God to let my brain sink in deep and remember all the concepts for Econs. having to store in Mgmt and Econs theory and concepts in my pea brain from now till 3.10pm this monday... hurrr... wonder how i'll be able to survive. not forgetting, i still have English essay writing to complete by monday before 11am. dang. but, the best part, i'm not the least anxious about everything. 'cos i know and i know He's always with me. (: and to everyone back home, i may or may not know, but whoever you are, thank you so so very very much for keeping me in your pray'r list. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. guess i'll go get freshen up and start a brand new day! hey people, don't be down alrights! whatever you're going through, whatever you are feeling... just tell yourself this... "its gonna be a great and awesome day for me today!" and give yourself a BIG WIDE smile! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers mates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: oh! and here's wishing you a happy &amp;amp; blessed birthday, mr.darren! (: have a splendid day! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020135939605967589-6492434547132910614?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/6492434547132910614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=6492434547132910614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/6492434547132910614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/6492434547132910614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-there.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05389851165060876517'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>