<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:05:53.094+12:00</updated><category term='Friends'/><category term='Nature'/><category term='Uni'/><category term='Church'/><category term='Assignments'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='exams'/><category term='Family'/><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?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SMjor3ZCyOI/AAAAAAAAAM8/DOny2FQ_OU0/s72-c/boardgpass29sep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-6405288317905146581</id><published>2008-08-04T10:18:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T10:19:06.419+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ohio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church was okay yesterday. thanks for the ride to &amp;amp; fro, mr.bernard. ha. calvin &amp;amp; bernard was doing some taiji thingy after service. was hilarious. hah. like i've said, very very nice group of people. i was telling bernard in the morning, 'cos he asked how i'm finding church etc. so yea, i said, whatever i left back in Singapore, i'm kinda getting it back here as well. just that the faces are different, that's all. haha. like, duhh. yea, prolly start joining gloria's small group too. its nice to be back in a "cell group" kinda environment. i can never thank Him enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 1015am now. blah. prolly head back to sleep for a while more then i'll get ready for extra mgmt class from 1-2pm. after which, kath, nisha, tawfik and myself will be heading down to the city (i think) for skiing/skating. yay. and today's weather is GOOD! haha. bright and sunny. just a little chilly. more updates later! haha. ciaos.&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/4020135939605967589-6405288317905146581?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/6405288317905146581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=6405288317905146581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/6405288317905146581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/6405288317905146581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/08/ohio-church-was-okay-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-5945737670558491853</id><published>2008-08-02T11:08:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T07:36:58.166+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nothing much happened today. Went to work as usual. Aunty Sheela wasn't feeling well. Classic moments for Aunty Renu in the kitchen. Lol. Will be taking a week's break from work tho'. Gotta mugg for Econs, Mgmt &amp;amp; Stats. Blahs. Other than that... Caught "The Dark Knight" with Nisha &amp;amp; Kartik after work. Wheets, was niceee. Christian Bale, awesome. Haha. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SJRRbfs7NkI/AAAAAAAAALQ/nwchHfI0KU8/s1600-h/67890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SJRRbfs7NkI/AAAAAAAAALQ/nwchHfI0KU8/s320/67890.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229894600092235330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4/5. 'cos i don't like joker. so many some more. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SJRUE7vabzI/AAAAAAAAALY/tDCZCGJoxDw/s1600-h/christianbale2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SJRUE7vabzI/AAAAAAAAALY/tDCZCGJoxDw/s320/christianbale2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229897511016754994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's Batman for you without his "attire". HAHA. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Next up, WANTED? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just so you know, movies are fully paid by the aunties. Haha. The only movie I paid for was "Kungfu Panda". Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alrightys, church tmr. wanna sleep now. Heh. Ciaos! (:&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/4020135939605967589-5945737670558491853?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/5945737670558491853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=5945737670558491853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/5945737670558491853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/5945737670558491853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/08/nothing-much-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SJRRbfs7NkI/AAAAAAAAALQ/nwchHfI0KU8/s72-c/67890.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-4264659184452624426</id><published>2008-07-31T20:45:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T20:52:39.192+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Great. Didn't attend Computing class at 9am just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stand straight for nutts. Okay, in simple terms... I was having a HORRIBLE cramp. Woke up at 6.30am, walked to the washroom &amp;amp; suddenly i paused. It feels as if my entire nervous system just stopped functioning for that few seconds. Gawd. Its horrible luhh. Hate cramps. Com'on girls, admit it and "men", better appreciate all the women &amp;amp; ladies huh. See, we suffer so much. Children, appreciate your Mum too. Not that you don't have to appreciate your Dad. But, Mothers bore more pain than the Dads. *oops* Haha. But I love my parents heaps. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I had to crunch 45 degrees forward while I walked back to my room to get my Heat Pad, brought it to the stove, boil it to get it decrystallize, took 2 tabs of panadol EXTRA, walked back to my room, lie on my bed, text Nisha, set alarm clock to 9.45am, slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I literally dragged myself to Uni today. Sigh. The everyday 5minutes walk to Uni felt as if it was twice the time today. I HAD to attend classes today. One, I had MST for English from 11am to 1pm. Two, there's 2 hours of Management today! Oh, but thank God, Econs was cancelled 'cause Terry had an urgent call for domestic affairs, so that makes classes end an hour earlier. *phew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, reached Uni, went down to the basement of Erskine, usual place. Whao. A quarter of EL classmates were there. Hah! Surprised. Manal &amp;amp; Asil (pardon me if it's wrong) was there too. Gawd. I really had no strength but couldn't help but laugh it out 'casue Asil was so so so so hyper and crazy. tskk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Paper was painfully dreading. I was in pain and I had to think for Essay some more. As usual luhh, didn't complete it but at least it ain't as bad as the practice we had 2 weeks back. I just left a few sentences to end off my Essasy and I'm done. Lecture-Listening Note-Taking Test was good. Got back my results at the end of the lesson. Arch marks FAST. Haha. 26/30. Thank God. (: Part II will be returned tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, its the last day of Term 1 tomorrow. *Yay!* But its mugging period this coming term break tho'. (if you've gonna ask why, please kindly refer to my previous update for the answer) ha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh wells, I think that's about all. Wanna hurry finish up my Econs assignment and go to bed! Feel so weak and tired. bye. ):&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/4020135939605967589-4264659184452624426?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/4264659184452624426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=4264659184452624426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/4264659184452624426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/4264659184452624426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/07/great.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-5557574810649377213</id><published>2008-07-30T23:30:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T06:50:32.849+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OHIO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the late update earthlings! Been busy with assignments and MST (Mid-Semester Test) Preparations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kick start with English tomorrow morning from 11am to 1.10pm. Term break for a week from 4th to 10th August. 11th August, a combination of Econs &amp;amp; Mgmt paper for 2 hours, and the last  is none other than Statistics, that will be on 13th August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Pretty much for MST. After which, we'll continue with classes as per normal till 19 September, and head off for FSM (First Semester Exam) on 22 Sept until 27 Sept. *phew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems so far away, but time flies. And I mean, FAST. Haha. Okay, apparently, I just checked my schedule for 2009's Academic Year. It's packed and instead of enjoying my Summer Vacation from mid Nov till Feb 2010, I'll be filling it in with Summer Classes. At least I shorten my time spend here. Heh. Which means, I'll go back faster! Yay. Haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, shan't harp so much about it now. Lol. Gotta concentrate on studying hard, aiming high and yeah, hopefully, a scholarship. "Do you know?" If I manage to get a scholarship, my tuition fees will be 5 times lesser!? Which is an equivalent to a Domestic Student Fee instead of International Student Fee. Ah-harrr. My parents must be rubbing their eyes if they see this. HAHA... Dear parents, I'll try my very very best to do whatever I can. The rest, I'll leave it to God. ;) So no worries. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, its pretty late now. I'll probably update another day or something. I want to SLEEP now! Haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH-OH! Before I go, my current status: I am good! But I need your prayers to pull through MST! It may seem minor but it matters a lot to me! (: Thanks people &amp;amp; much appreciated! *loves-&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/4020135939605967589-5557574810649377213?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/5557574810649377213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=5557574810649377213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/5557574810649377213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/5557574810649377213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/07/ohio-sorry-for-late-update-earthlings.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-6249967769588001333</id><published>2008-07-23T22:08:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T07:36:58.622+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;School was good today! (: haha. EL Class was interesting tho'. Arch gave an article about Plastic Surgery. LOL. Talked about Botox, Lipo, Face Lift etc. Practically a whole period of laughter and jokes regarding the article. Econs was good too. Stats was alright. There's Excel test this Friday for Stats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last lecture note taking test tmr and we're good to sit for our final next thursday. Econs assignment's due next Friday. Gotta find an article about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the economy then have to write a brief essay about what is happening and we've gotta draw a "supply &amp;amp; demand" curve too. blah. haven't started searching for my article tho'. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that... next week's the last week of Term 1 and we're on a week's vacation. I wouldn't say it'd be much of a rest but a revision week. 'cause once we're back for Term 2 on 11 Aug, it'll be our 2 hour paper for Econs &amp;amp; Management. pffftz. Ohwells. &amp;amp; after that Test, Econs &amp;amp; Mgmt periods will be swopped with Accounts and Marketing module till 19 Sept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is passing by so quickly. T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hat's why I said, in a blink, four years will be over rrly soon. hoho. (: Alright! guess that's about all for today. Sleeping time! uber loooooong day tmr. 9am to 5pm. boohoos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;randoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SIcB9MQrPCI/AAAAAAAAAK8/tBQ_ydwHn-8/s1600-h/nisha_eun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SIcB9MQrPCI/AAAAAAAAAK8/tBQ_ydwHn-8/s320/nisha_eun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226148043361565730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nisha! we were bored at work. heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SIcBRmtf8kI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Olsa3NLXdEQ/s1600-h/siblingpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SIcBRmtf8kI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Olsa3NLXdEQ/s320/siblingpic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226147294547538498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i miss suddenly miss my brother. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/4020135939605967589-6249967769588001333?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/6249967769588001333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=6249967769588001333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/6249967769588001333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/6249967769588001333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/07/school-was-good-today-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SIcB9MQrPCI/AAAAAAAAAK8/tBQ_ydwHn-8/s72-c/nisha_eun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-4618951423484308840</id><published>2008-07-22T23:36:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T00:10:52.715+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;"NEVER WILL, NEVER WOULD"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just crossed my mind amidst my assignments. there can be thousands of explanations to that (depending on our perspective), but it all boils down to one word - "self".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have we ever thought that this would cross our minds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while each individual is trying very hard to be who they want to be, what they want to be, what others want them to be and what they may think they would be... what is the one thing, and yes, leaving us with no choice but only ONE. what would that one thing be that, you'd have and never will/would trade it for others, even if someone comes our way and ask for an exchange?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes in life, we have to make our own decisions where no one else can do it for us. it gets tougher and tougher as we take a step ahead of our lives to the future. conversely, what the future holds, no one will ever know. today could probably be the last time we'll live if it's the end of the world tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;considering all the above, i think it is time for us to know what is that ONE thing we really need for the rest of our lives on earth and then to eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a really random note, classes were fine today. beginning to understand Econs. yes, thank God for that. (: Test for Management and Econs will be held on the Monday after term break on 11 August. A 2 hours paper. *yawns* haha. Ohwells, main important thing is to read, understand and apply the concepts. Especially for Econs. lol. &amp;amp; on another random note, its 12 days to Term Break. HAHA. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i guess that's about all. gdnight earthlings. 'dious! (:&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/4020135939605967589-4618951423484308840?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/4618951423484308840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=4618951423484308840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/4618951423484308840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/4618951423484308840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/07/never-will-never-would-it-just-crossed.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-8293342932448598227</id><published>2008-07-21T21:14:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:20:45.093+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;19 JULY 2008 ; SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work from 11am to 3pm. Gloria couldn't make it for coffee session, so Nisha accompanied me to PAK'n'SAVE. blah. supposed to watch Mama Mia. But the movie's at 6pm. By the time it finishes... hurrr... it'd be so so dark. Moreover, we're making our own way home by metro. erm, its their bus service here. they call it metro. (: zzz. so yeah, went to shop for some groceries &amp;amp; made our way back. thanks for the company girl! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;20 JULY 2008 ;  SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went church. merlin fetched kevin, mun yee n me. haha. thanks merlin! church was okay. (: headed back to my place. bernard gave a lift back. so yeah. thanks man. took my lunch back in my flat. aunty bernie, bryan, nisha and uncle fetched me at 2.45pm, then we headed to northlands for MAMA MIA! (: erm, uncle just dropped bryan, aunty bernie, nisha n i for movie. haha. MAMA MIA's awesome! erm, not that the storyline is wonderfully nice... its the songs lah. lol. most came from Abba. wheee~ love the songs from Abba. muahahaha. (: ohwells, after movie had a little bite from McD. thanks for the movie n dinner, aunty bernie. she paid everything lahs. hurhur. went PAK'n'SAVE cos aunty wanted to get some food. bryan kept running in and out of the toilet. lol. he can't drink gasy drinks la. then he still go n drink. naughtyz... yeah, uncle came to pick us up then sent me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did my assignment for Mgmt. webcam-ed with parents. back to assignment then off to bed at 3am. BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;21 JULY 2008 ; MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long day in school. gawd! i'm like a half dead human walking ard Uni. gracious. super duper tired luhh. handed in Mgmt Assignment at Rutherford. Now there's Econs assignment due next Friday. EL Lecture Note taking test 5 this thursday. Reading Responses article due this wed. thursday lessons until 5pm again. Lab lessons for Stats this whole week. esshh. i'm starting to feel it. blarhs. never mind if you don't know what that means. HAHA. for writer's understanding only. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, i guess that's abt all. back to work tmr... guess i'll only work on Tues, Weds, Fridays n Sats. Mondays finish classes at 5pm will be tired... Thursdays... hurrr... i'll see how things go.. other than that.. i'm good &amp;amp; i'm off to bed now. hurhur. uber slpy.. bleah. gdnight 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/4020135939605967589-8293342932448598227?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/8293342932448598227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=8293342932448598227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/8293342932448598227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/8293342932448598227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/07/19-july-2008-saturday-work-from-11am-to.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-5881221080182911874</id><published>2008-07-18T21:25:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T21:25:00.866+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;17 JULY 2008 ; THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was okay. Didn't finish my essay. blah. spent quite a lot of time on the "plan". hurrr. well, at the very least i covered 3.5 points out of 5. heh. BUT! the good thing is, its NOT accounted for. its for practice. then again, its not so good. i mean, if the practice i can't even finish it what more about the actual? zzz. nevermind. i'll practice more... need to take out my stopwatch ready. hah. Note taking lecture 4 was alright. not sure if the last was a summary or just to state. HAH. got drowned by all my notes tt i took. forgotten what Arch said about the last question. hurrr. prolly be getting it back tmr tho'. Ohwells, had 1.5 hrs of mgmt class. Paul knew we were all tired. He was tired too. lol. so he let us off 1/2 hr before 5pm. YAY. hehe. then headed to work with Nisha. quite a lot of customers tdy. wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Aunty Sheela was cooking then she suddenly said, "Eunice, I'll be shifting out from my current place, by Dec i'll have my own. You want to come and stay with me?" You people shld have seen the SMILE on my face okay! lol. Then i was like, "Can I? Hehe", "Can, of cos. At least have a girl in the house also better." What she meant by that was... now its only herself and her 13yr old son. so yeah. *phew* rrly thank God ok. 'cos here i am so busy with studies... asking me to go ard and look out for houses and homestay families... hurrr... don't know if i have the time also. ahhh, He knows when is the good time and when it shld come. thank You. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;18 JULY 2008 ; FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stats at 10am. Dragged myself out from bed. and it was freezing cold! blah. plus there's slight drizzle. Walked out from my flat nearing Ilam Office, saw Ali. hah. He was like, hello... come come, i'll give you a lift to school. lol. he's my stats classmate too AND he stays a few flats away from me, AND he drives to school. GAWD. i was like... you drive to sch everyday?! then he said yarr, i'm lazy to walk so i drive. zzz... these SAs ahh... too much $$$ lah. aiyohs. But, nonetheless, thanks for the ride, Ali. HAHA. (as if he'll read this) but yeah, i'm nice. so yes, thanks. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane kept side tracking during Stats class. tsk. but, getting used to it. She always does that. hurrr. After Statss Nisha &amp;amp; I sat at the Basement of Erskine to do our assignments. cldn't do my Mgmt Assignment, cos i needed my com! blarhhs. so I have to do it now, since i'm back from work ready. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 hrs break, had English class.. ahhh! I feel so stressed having that person ard everywhere i go in Erskine! yesyes, inside joke. Nisha knows who i'm referring to. LOL. ohwellies, after EL left for work. was in the kitchen the whole time tdy. haha. washing the dishes, cut chicken, mutton and potatoes. WOOHOO... hello parents... are you reading this??? be proud of me. i'm doing the dishes and cutting MEAT. LOL! yeah, there's this thing abt me cutting meat.. i didn't like the smell and all when i was in SG... i'll literally go EEEE! when mummy ask me to cut the chicken. LOLS. look at what i'm doing here now? HAHAHA. ohwells, but enjoying. funfun... ;) actually its not that tiring? 'cos its only for like 3-4hrs everyday after sch? transport home is also free. 'cos lady boss sends us home. and i mean until the doorstep. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking, i'm rrly blessed to have known so many of them. but the root before branching out was actually how Nisha &amp;amp; I met each other during Orientation wk. come to think of it... no one wld have thought that we'd become that close and clicky too. ahhwells... only God knows. (: and yes, i thank Him for everything that He's done and is doing for me. even Arch (my EL t'cher) asked if we knew each other for a very long time or.... then we said we knew each other during orientation week. then he raised his eye brows and said whao... tts very good. both of u seem so close. LOL. why he gave that comment was... because.... both of us will always have a million n one things to laugh n talk abt. and when we laugh... aiyooo...it so happens that Arch is always ard when we laugh la! eeshh. haha. yeah, tts why he said that. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwellies... guess thats about all tdy. (: gotta get my Mgmt assignment done, hopefully by tonight. my laundry's HIGH too. yo-yohs, eunice... that busy huh... LOL... nah, multi-tasking at the moment tho'. so yeah. i'm good! ;) another time then! adious-amigos! (:&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/4020135939605967589-5881221080182911874?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/5881221080182911874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=5881221080182911874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/5881221080182911874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/5881221080182911874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/07/17-july-2008-thursday-school-was-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-207038507935295732</id><published>2008-07-16T21:25:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:38:17.671+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;13 JULY 2008 ; SUNDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bernard's church (Every Nation). Met him in front of Ilam's New Common Room then we picked Ben from Uni Hall, and Kevin from Rutherford &amp;amp; Rochester Hall. All the Hall-ly students. hahaha. ohwells, friendly people as usual. Most of them I spoke to were from M'sia! woohoo. Neighbours. People like Mun-yee, Gloria, Raymond. Ahhh... Just so you know, they're all gonna graduate soon. Blahs. Ohwells, mine will come soon! wheee~! (: Church was okay. Somewhat like DLCC. But still a little doubts here and there. Ohwells. We'll see where He puts me. (: Other than that, yea, church was alright. ;) Headed for lunch with them opposite Bush Inn. Its Chinese Cuisine called "Yummy". Their food's nice la. But quite salty. Hurhur. So yeah, after lunch back to Ilam! poof, what a day! But I slept the moment I reached back. The weather was SO HOT! zzz. Pretty much about it for Sunday. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;14 JULY 2008 ; MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long day at school. Weather's HOT as usual, and no, i'm not being sacarstic. It really was hot! Hurhur. Other than that, Mondays will forever be a draining day. But classes were fine, so was I. haha. (: Paul handed out Assignment One for Management Module. Blah. Its difficult to keep within and to be on the spot for the number of words for Essays. Its a total of 350 word essay for 3 questions. Every question has like 3-4 parts to explain &amp;amp; give examples plus a short write-up after. fwahs. I like editing and writing. But to be spot on with 350 words no more no less... Zzz. Its a challenge. Hurhur. But, beginning to like it. Haha. Well at least I learn the hard way now and not when I'm in my Bachelors. BCom... expect more than 350. I think per Essay assignment would prolly amount up to 4-5000 words. Paul was saying that its daunting to give a 350 word essay assignment to a Degree student. Haha. Which is true. So yeah. I'm good. (: Anyhoos, Paul's gonna be on Course for the next 3 Wednesdays. So make-up classes will be on for the next 3 Thursdays. blah! So, i'll go home at 5pm instead of 4pm! boohoo. 2hrs straight of Mgmt class. How nice. Hurhur. My moment of torture is here to stay for the next 3 Thursdays. haha! 'cos Paul just like using my name for examples! &amp;amp; he always disturbs me in class. blahs! Is there a sign on my face that states, "PLEASE DISTURB ME, PAUL?" aiyohs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;15 JULY 2008 ; TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes were good today! (: Gave Aunty Sheela a surprise visit at her shop (equals to Nisha &amp;amp; my workplace). Haha. She opened it today. That's why. Not many people tho'. But, yeah... Her Roti Chennai (pardon if the spelling's wrong), Briyani, Curry etc... woohoo! shiok la. lol. and her Choc. Cheesecake... awesome! lol. Oh, &amp;amp; its Halal too. See! Catered to ALL. Kiwis, Muslim, &amp;amp; Others. haha. Had our dinner there. Helped out a little in the kitchen, cleaned up the place, close shop &amp;amp; Aunty Sheela drove Nisha &amp;amp; I home. wheee~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;16 JULY 2008; WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a day. It was a pretty funny day when classes started at 11am. Nisha will know what I'm driving at. My gdness! It really was unexpected and erm... Yarr... Its just funny lahs. Zzz! "Aye". HAHA! funny day with a funny name and a funny person. Gawd! First class tmr morning again. AHHH, NISHA! HELP! LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwellies, past few days was HOT &amp;amp; SUNNY. Tdy's so gloomy cos it was cloudy. Hurhur. But it didn't rain. Yay, thank God. haha. (: After class Nisha &amp;amp; I headed to "Yummy" for lunch. wheee~ Then we went boots-hunting. haha. Okay, we're officially called the Click-Clock Sisters/Girls. My gosh. so noisy! *click-clock-click-clock* lols. Yeah, went down to Aunty Sheela's shop after that. Guess we're officially starting work tmr. (: What to do... can't depend on my parents now that i'm here alone. hah. But, I think work's gonna be just fine &amp;amp; fun with Nisha, Aunty Sheela, Aunty Bernie, the 3 little boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's a long day! Lecture Note Taking Test 4 tmr frm 11-1130am followed by a 450-600 word Essay for 1hr 20mins. zzz! then 2 hours of Mgmt class from 3-5pm. After that, work! Then back home. guess it'll be 8/9ish by the time i get back to my flat. hurhur. but thank God Friday I start lessons at 10am then 3hrs break followed by Arch's EL Class at 2pm. poof! 3hrs break = Revision and Assignments at the Central Library with Nisha. hurhur. After Arch's class off to work again. WHAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells, tts pretty much the kinda of life for a Uni student here. so yeah. not much of a big hoohaa. lol. k lah. guess that's abt all. gotta get on with my assignments. t.C earthlings! &amp;amp; God bless! ;)&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/4020135939605967589-207038507935295732?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/207038507935295732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=207038507935295732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/207038507935295732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/207038507935295732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/07/13-july-2008-sunday-went-to-bernards.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-4960582945409907921</id><published>2008-07-12T22:51:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T22:52:19.110+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 feel like updating... just thought i should. ahwells, the weather's totally upside down this week. tdy's like autumn for gdness sake! 16 degrees! zzz. was having bad headache in the afternoon. but, i'm better now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayover at Aunty Bernie's place. hah. Bryan's like our little entertainment pls. chubby boy with tinnie winnie little eyes. okay, Nisha... I know u're gonna laugh when you read this again. Go on, tell me about it when you see me in class okay. haha. Anyhoos, Bryan's cousin was born last night at 9pm. Elizabeth Denise Howe. cool. but long. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs &amp;amp; Managment Test's end of this month. its 2 hours long. zzz. need to start mugging real hard &amp;amp; i need to "LOVE" Econs until i'm done with my Degree. *pulls hair* Can't escape Econs since i'll be majoring in Management. ahhh... econs econs econs... I just think that guys have that natural instinct for Economics pls?! seems like most of the guys in my class are so into Econs. Especially Johny. hah. oh, whatever. i'll be able to pull through some how. oh no. wait. i HAVE GOT to make it through! so after Econs &amp;amp; Mgmt, its Accounts &amp;amp; Marketing. hopefully i still remember them. heh! but, it won't be that bad... its only a year ago since i studied those. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, guess its time to let go of everything and really put my heart and mind into my studies here. i've been cloudy enough for the past one month. the thought of being a repeat student is scary. what more about the course fees. its not in a few dollars and cents but its thousands we're talking about here. but no worries, i'll do my parents proud. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still looking ahead at that position that i want to be at. but, we'll see where God puts me in the end. (: other than that... come on, eunice. i'm sure you can do it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, guess tts abt all. off to church-visiting tmr. Uncle Mike introduced me to his friend, Bernard (frm West M'sia, 3rd yr student of Electrical Engrg in UC too). He's a yr older. staying in Ilam too &amp;amp; he drives! so yay! i dun need to go huntg for his church tmr morning. okay, tts the main purpose la. i dun noe my way ard as yet. so Uncle Mike told him to look after me. HAHA. i feel like a baby... LOL. okay, pretty much. only a 1 month old in christchurch. hahas. that still gives me an excuse. nah, kidding. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwellies, guess i better be off to bed. i'm tired. head's started to knock-knock-knock again. updates ; when i'm free. no promises for now till my Econs &amp;amp; Mgmt paper's over. 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/4020135939605967589-4960582945409907921?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/4960582945409907921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=4960582945409907921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/4960582945409907921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/4960582945409907921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/07/as-much-as-i-didnt-feel-like-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-7585812490309319380</id><published>2008-07-07T23:05:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T23:05:23.353+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LONG DAY at Uni. blahhhs. I was so so so so sooooooo sleepy! kept wanting to doze off please. hurrr. Classes were perfectly alright today. thank God. haha. Ohwells, as always... The weather's upside down again. for 15 minutes it'll be so hot &amp;amp; sunny, the next 20 minutes it'll be raining. ._. gawd! freezing! the heaters in class didn't work either. hurrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos, 2 more weeks to the end of Econs &amp;amp; Management modules. WHEEE~! Then we'll have a test for this two papers. 4-10 August is our term break. 11 Aug, back to school then i'll have Accounting and Marketing Modules till 19 Sept. AND!!! 22 - 26 Sept ... EXAMS for Sem 1. 29 Sept till 19 October, HOLIDAYS!!! wheee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about holidays, Nisha &amp;amp; I might go sight-seeing. By September its SPRING season.. So i'll be able to take pretty pretty pictures and send it over to y'all! I can't send any pictures now 'cause its winter and all the trees and flowers and... haha.. yarr.. they all look so BALD. or rather, BOTAK. lol. nth nice to see. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back on track, think i'm pretty much settled down at Uni and the environment. so, yayness for me! Come to think of it... its already a month since i left Singapore. how time flies... next thing you know, i'll be back in SG! haha. &amp;amp; i mean, which one of you wldn't be looking forward to seeing me? better tell me ah. at least i don't need to contact you when i'm back in SG. HAHAHA! Narh, I'm kidding. lols. I totally miss every single one of you like... even no matter how many times the world spins i'll still miss y'all okays! hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Anyhoos, my dear ONG family! as in, Daddy, Mummy &amp;amp; Brother. Haha. just wanna let you 3 know that I've received the HUGE BOX of my belongings today. HAHAHA! &amp;amp; that means, i've gotten myyyyy....... SOFT TOYYYS!!! wheee~ okay, it cost a bomb! as in the postage fee. but, thanks, parents for the sacrifice &amp;amp; money spent! (: Ahh, what to do.. I'm their little princess. HOHOHO! Dah-hah, yes parents? hehehe. I know you can't deny the fact that I am okay. LOL! But yeah, I just thought it'd be better to update it here and let you all read 'cause I'm getting busier with sch. Tests are coming up soon and assignments that's never ending. so yeah, i know i'll forget some how to give either one of you a buzz on ur cellphone. HEH! SO, yay! here it is. :D &amp;amp; yeah, I LOVE YOU! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Okay, last but not least to end of the whole update for today... This paragraph is just for my awesome-lovely badminton team mates! Your time of waiting for me to read all your lovely letters and to see your pretty &amp;amp; handsome faces in that special photo album has FINALLY arrived into my care! HAHAHAHA!!! Okay, here goes... Thank you for going to that expense of printing the photos, arranging it nicely, writing nice little notes/letters of appreciation and most importantly, the support, love &amp;amp; friendship I've shared with every one of you. From the bottom of my heart, THANK YOU! A word or two of thanks may not mean anything. But, for as much as I can remember, I want to take this time to thank everyone for making my opportunity as your Captain of the BS &amp;amp; Central Team worth my energy, effort &amp;amp; precious time. Time that i once used to think that bearing all the responsibilities was a total waste of my time, because being a leader &amp;amp; role model wasn't an easy task. The things I do at times, may or may not bring any encouragement to anyone of you, but, I do realise at the end of the day, I have a very understanding team of sportsmen with me. Always at my back, giving all your support and concern. The every single details of our ups and downs spent together are and will be forever kept in my "memory storage". And even though I am physically away from the Team, I know we've got this strong bond of friendship &amp;amp; team spirit still lingering within. It has been a pleasure to be your Captain &amp;amp; again to my dearest Team, you've been great pals &amp;amp; sportsmen! Stay the way you are as I will continue to be the way I am from the time I left you till my return. Love y'all heaps! Yours always, Captain of Year 2007. (:&lt;/span&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/4020135939605967589-7585812490309319380?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/7585812490309319380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=7585812490309319380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/7585812490309319380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/7585812490309319380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-day-at-uni.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-7318593181795306584</id><published>2008-07-06T23:10:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T23:26:52.482+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4 JULY 2008 ; FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YAY! TGIF! ((((: Arch cancelled English class. SO! just attended Jane's stats class at 10am. wheee~ Was suppose to meet up with Uncle Mike (Uncle Joe's cousin) but he said he dropped me a text last night to arrange another time. Which i didn't receive. Seriously hv no idea what is wrong with my phone. hurrr. Ohwells, so Nisha &amp;amp; I ended up at Westfield Riccarton. Aunty Bernie dropped us there frm Uni. Had our lunch at the Mall. superrrrrrr full please. I had Chicken Laksa, Nisha had Nasi Goreng. lol. its rrly rrly filling.. but, money's not worth the taste. We still missed our own hometown's food. heh. Caught Kungfu Panda @ Hoyts! Gawd. No body laughs at anything!? Its hilarious la. But everyone in there was like attending a funeral instead of watching a movie. SO QUIET. even if they laugh... i think only the wind can hear them?! hurrr. so so very very weird. Nisha &amp;amp; I went like. What is wrong with these people? If its our own country... hurrr... It'll be noisy! we so totally agreed please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ohwells, after movie we went home. Was having headache (yes, again)... Its prolly the weather and my assignments. My brain's still adjusting. HAHA. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I rrly cldn't take the mess in the kitchen... SOOOO, i started washing &amp;amp; cleaning up everything. Bas (is frm sg! like, finally la) cooked pasta so he said its his treat. HAH. funny person. but these guys (Bas &amp;amp; Tim) will be moving out soon. latest by end of next wk. so yeah. Bas was like... oh my gawd Eunice, please save some for me can?! I feel so bad la. Then he "tsk!" at me. Lol. I told him its okay, since i'm free. Then he said ok. Tim came back and Bas went... TIM! Come here! Look what she did! hahas. Tim went... OH MY GDNESS! SHE'S DOING THE DISHES!!! *bows, bows* Lol... Very nice &amp;amp; friendly people. Apparently this place that i'm in, its known as the "Party House". So... you can imagine what is the place like la, huh. Ohwells. I'm just responsible for my room. Other than that... If i'm free den i'll help clean up the other areas. if not... haha.. i'll just stay in my room. (: so yeah. that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5 JULY 2008 ; SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Slept ard 3am. 'cause I was doing up my assignments. Woke up abt 11ish. Then ard 12plus, it started raining &amp;amp; it was COLD! and i mean, COLD! *brrr* Then someone came knocking on my window.. ('cause i'm staying on the first floor! tts why i get all these nonsense). BUT! only ONE person will do that! That's none other than my "nice" friend who stays 5 flats away from me &amp;amp; the one who helped me shift my things... Its Mohammad. TSK! i thought which person's so crazy! its raining so heavily and doesn't mind stepping on the soggy grass n soil.. essh.. ahhh.. He went.. *knock knock knock!!!* and i mean, LOUD! so i pulled my window curtain.. then he was standing on the pavement by then and he smiled &amp;amp; waved.. Then he pointed to the sky... guess what? IT WAS SNOOOOOOOOOOOWING! wheee! I was like... WAHHH!... den i stood at my window in amazement. HAH! Then he smacked his forehead and shouted, COME OUT!!! ITS SNOWING YOU, IDIOT! pfft. see, i got called an idiot for no reason. HAH. *rolled my eyes* took my jacket and out i went. blah! i was wearing slippers for gdness sake! just that few seconds my feet went NUMB! blah.... but anyhoos. the whole moral of the story is.. it SNOWED! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, Nisha &amp;amp; her homestay family (Aunty Bernie, Uncle Lim and little Bryan) came to pick me up at ard 2.45pm then we headed to Aunty Renu's place. Btw, Aunty Renu is our International Admissions Officer at the Uni. Nisha's family &amp;amp; Aunty B's family knows her. So yeah. She said the more the merrier. So Nisha asked me along. We had a stayover. Host: Aunty Renu, Uncle Phil, little Darren (their only son), Aunty Sheela (Aunty Renu's Sis) &amp;amp; Katik (Aunty Sheela's son). Very nice people. ((: SO! Little Darren, Bryan and Katik were like... HEY! let's play twister!!! My gawd. Nisha &amp;amp; I went... Hey, our muscles will be aching by the time we go back to Uni on monday. ahhh.. But, what's a stayover for if we don't play anything? Haha. Ohwelllies, we played together with them. Was hilarious &amp;amp; fun with those children. Blah. I love kids. (: After Twister... We had movie sessions. haha. Narnia, Mr Bean... until 2am. zzz. Nisha went cranky tho'. lols. Ohwellies, had fun! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6 JULY 2008 ; SUNDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Woke up around 10ish. Had breakfast then we shifted the counter top to Aunty Sheela's shop. Its called "Malaysian Takeaway". Really near Uni. So, once Nisha &amp;amp; I are done with classes from Tuesdays to Fridays, we'll stay at Uni's Central Library to finish up our assignments &amp;amp; head off to Aunty Sheela's shop for work. ((: guess we'll start at 5pm till ard 9ish? yeah. then Sats wld prolly be longer or smth la. haha. Aunty Sheela's so funny. She said to her son, no no no... Katik.. I only want this 2 pretty girls in my shop so I can earn more money.. You stay at home and look after little darren. LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but yeah, Nisha &amp;amp; I take the same direct bus that brings us back to our flats respectively. so no worries abt transportation. 'cos its only $1.90 per ride. so its alright. doesn't cost THAT much. (: ahwellies, the adults went to the CASINO in the evening. LOL. so Nisha &amp;amp; I looked after the threeeeeeee boys (little darren, bryan &amp;amp; katik). Aunty Renu cooked western meal. so yeah. heat up the food for the 3 boys when they wanted it. Bryan ate SO MUCH! my gosh. &amp;amp; i mean, he can rrly eat! ahh well.. he's sucha cute little round chubby boy with tinnie winnie little eyes. HAHA... aye, don't see him like that ok.. He's plays violin &amp;amp; tennis rrly well kay! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so yeah, the adults came back ard 9.30pm or so? yeah, so Uncle Lim, Aunty Bernie, Bryan &amp;amp; Nisha sent me back to my flat from Aunty Renu's place. wheee~ nice time. Aunty Renu was saying... please come again okay! I've got an extra room for the both of you (Nisha &amp;amp; I) plus little bryan. haha. &amp;amp; just so you know.. Aunty Renu's house is soooo pretty... oh, &amp;amp; NEW too.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahwells, had a nice wkend. &amp;amp; its back to Uni tmr! dah-hah. wheee~ we'll be starting work soon! ;) I'm sure we'll be just fine with studies n work... its not VERY VERY long hrs too.. plus we get to revise together at the Central Library. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;k lah. guess that's abt all. heh. i'm off to bed. hurrr. goooodnights!&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/4020135939605967589-7318593181795306584?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/7318593181795306584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=7318593181795306584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/7318593181795306584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/7318593181795306584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/07/4-july-2008-friday-yay-tgif-arch.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-6400086677353791779</id><published>2008-07-03T23:17:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T23:18:03.471+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Classes were okay tdy. Had two tests for English. Talking about English... i will NOT be dropping the module 'cause I spoke to Laura this morning and she said even if I were to pass the English Test, drop English and take up another PREP module... that PREP module will NOT be accredited over to my Degree Cert. So I told her, if that's the case, I'll just stick with English since I don't get any benefit in the latter. Then she laughed and said, alright then! Enjoy English classes! Have a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh wells, since that's the case... I'd rather stick with English and score well for it. ;) &amp;amp; this is what I call, think &amp;amp; study smart! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always... Mr.Paul McCarthy is ALWAYS disturbing me during Management class. BLAH. We started Chapter 2 of Mgmt just now. So he asked what does PR stands for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*everyone starts guessing, erm, Permanent Resident? Public something...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I said softly, Public Relations. &amp;amp; just so you know.. Paul heard ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he went no, that's not it to the others and he suddenly raised his voice soooooo loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, EUNICE! Please tell everyone the correct answer! LOUD &amp;amp; CLEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I said, "Public Relations".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul: Very Good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(cut the story short, he asked another question)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the other 2 areas that HR Dept. deals with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I replied one of the areas: "Recruitment"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul: VERY GOOD. WAY TO GO, EUNICE! Why are you even in this course when you know so many things?! You keep giving me all the correct answers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smiles* &amp;amp; thought to myself... its only 2 questions &amp;amp; got only half of each correct. where got keep giving ALL the correct answers la. 13 o clock ready lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. But i labelled Paul's class as the DESTRESS classes. heh. 'cause before his class, its always Terry's Econs class. &amp;amp; its rrly rrly... ahhh.. no comments. hurhur. but yeah lah. everyone likes Paul's class! wheee~ ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, so i just shifted to my new flat. everyone here is soooooooooo much noiser than my previous. startg to regret. ahhh.. but i hope it'll be better once these existing ones leave next week. Anyway! my flat is NOT Flat 17 Room 5 anymore... Its &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;FLAT 18 ROOM 12!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please update ok. (: Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, guess that's all for the night. I'm beat. Very very very... sigh. Goodnight, all. (:&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/4020135939605967589-6400086677353791779?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/6400086677353791779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=6400086677353791779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/6400086677353791779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/6400086677353791779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/07/classes-were-okay-tdy.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-400118601423140549</id><published>2008-07-02T23:13:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T00:04:50.467+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;zingzongz. classes were short today. all one period each. yay! i'm good. liking stats as usual. ahhh... if only i applied this liking for maths in my younger days. HAHAHA! cheycheys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyhoos, everything's good today! so, yay! thank God! (: other than that... guess i faired pretty well for MS Excel Pre-test. prolly know my results tmr. muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok. i'm tired. so many assignments today lah! *faints* 2 for stats, 1 for econs, 1 for english, 1 for management. ahhh.. but i'm good. ((: done-ded! hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alright. eunice is off to bed. cos she's having a rrly bad headache now. blaaaaaaaaahhh... bye!&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/4020135939605967589-400118601423140549?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/400118601423140549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=400118601423140549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/400118601423140549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/400118601423140549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/07/zingzongz.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-2122107084433000632</id><published>2008-07-01T21:07:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T21:08:52.514+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright, classes were pretty okay today. Oh, and surprisingly, Eunice ain't gonna complain about Econs today. HAHA. Because we needed to plot graphs for Econs paper today. muahaha. plotting graphs are addictive. Yes, I bet Rino must be saying I'm nutts. 'Cause I said Stats is addictive, on my msn nick. muahahaha. Its nice okay... Lol. Well, I just have this thing for plotting graphs etc. Haha. Thats why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyhoos, I'll be shifting Flat this coming Tuesday (8 July) to my permanent place until 8 Dec'08. Its just three blocks away from my current one tho'. So, not much of a diff. Just that is much nearer to Uni. YAYS! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, the rest of the details of the place is still the same... Just need to change my current Flat No. &amp;amp; Rm No. to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Flat 17 Room 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Right, I've got a pre-test for ICT tmr from 5-6pm. Its gonna be so cold and dark by the time I finish! boo~ Think I'll be the only student who'll be exempted from Excel Module man! 'Cause no one else in the class knows how to do Excel for nutts! ahhh. I'm thankful I went to ITE! hurrhurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright, think that's about all for today. Gotta carry on with my assignments! *graphs, grpahs, graphs* LOL!&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/4020135939605967589-2122107084433000632?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/2122107084433000632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=2122107084433000632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/2122107084433000632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/2122107084433000632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/07/alright-classes-were-pretty-okay-today.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-5439335760861205281</id><published>2008-06-30T23:57:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T00:45:30.764+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Classes was okay today &amp;amp; its nothing new that my EVERYDAY-COMPLAINT is about Econs. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rolls eyes&lt;/span&gt;* Other than that, English Module... Prolly be going down to Gareth's office tomorrow to clarify certain things. Have been thinking after some questions. I mean, the test that Sham &amp;amp; Jai sat last Friday wasn't IELTS, I guess. 'Cause they said its just 3 different kinds of comprehension. One, MCQ. Two, Short phrases of the given word and its meaning. Three, *erm* I forgot. Hah. But, whatever it is. A random test paper that wasn't IELTS. I'm pretty doubtful about whether or not if by dropping FOUN 040 - English &amp;amp; ICT, will it affect my entry to BCom this coming Feb? Well, I mean, that question is considerable to be asked, right? :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, so you see... Being alone doesn't mean everything would be all good and well just because parents aren't around to nag or ring down my neck when it is necessary. At times or rather MOST of the time, I have to make my own decisions, now. Whether it is right or not, I  have to decide for myself. No one's around to tell me straight in my face what I should do etc. Pretty much of a good training ground though. Hah. We can't expect parents to be with us 24/7 when we are in the working world next time too right? Ah, wells... Now it's time to bring into action what parents &amp;amp; teachers had inculcated me with, the values of life since the early days. Lol. That sounds as if.. ahh, never mind. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, I'll just see how things go in Gareth's office tomorrow. Well, that is, IF he is around. *crosses fingers &amp;amp; prays hard* Haha. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 2 of classes. Still not mixing much around. Hah. You people better pray hard that I won't return to Singapore as an introvert! LOL! Narh, I'm kidding. It's always the case for Foundation and freshies. Haha. Guess once the CUP (Certificate of University Preparation) Students join in this October, it wouldn't be THAT bad already. I was telling Phebe online just now, its just so difficult for me to communicate with the other International Students in my class (well, except for Nisha &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;), not because I'm "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dao&lt;/span&gt;" or whatsoever. It's just... just, the language barrier? I really don't know whether that is the root of communication breakdown or its just, ME? Hurr. I'm serious. Go around, ask any of my other friends in Singapore... Eunice is NEVER a quiet person. Well, I do admit very much that I really get on people's nerves at times (esp. my brother. HAH), but other than that... I'm a really really sociable person okay! Plus, Eunice is a very NICE girl! LOL! Anyhoos, as I was saying... Yar, neither do I wish to go back as an introvert. So, people... You know what to do ahh... Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, I suddenly lost my thoughts for the next line. *ponders......*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Now I remember. Hah. Yes, my brother's very very very happy when I told him, "but, at the very least, be thankful that your little sister now knows when is the right time to talk and when is the right time to shuddup okay." Guess his response? Hah! He went, "oh, thank GOD!" , "Finally sehhh".&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;WHAO!&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;Thanks ah, korh?! Hurhur. &amp;amp; before he left the conversation, he said: "anyways, was nice talking to you." TSK! Just what on earth is wrong with him?! Now have I become your friend or something? Ahhh, but he realised &amp;amp; said: "okay, that's lame!" Hahaha. Oh, my irritatingly-adorable brother. Haha. I love you, okay! ((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! Guess I'm done for the night! Its freezing cold. 2 degrees tonight! Hurrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight earthlings &amp;amp; my loyal readers. HAH! God bless y'all! ((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote for the day&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;No matter how dumb the situations are around you, never, never, make impulse decisions because it doesn't help and it wouldn't bring you anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;"&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/4020135939605967589-5439335760861205281?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/5439335760861205281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=5439335760861205281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/5439335760861205281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/5439335760861205281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/06/classes-was-okay-today-its-nothing-new.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-8421550769592068573</id><published>2008-06-29T23:45:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T00:44:14.084+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! i'm finally done with my assignments! i rrly didn't have the mood to do it tdy. cos its been raining since friday afternoon and i'm not feeling well too. hurrr. keep coughing lahs! tskz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos, Sham &amp;amp; Jai came over just now. guess what!? Gareth let them drop English!!! Cos their English lecturer spoke to them last Fri. they apparently passed all their class test and assignments... rarrrrrr! no fair. i also passed everything! my essay got put up on screen, my class test i had an A-! its better than the rest of the ppl in my EL class! not trying to boast, but thank God for it and! yarr, i'm sry but i need to repeat again, my english in speech and writing, its still the best in class. AH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was thinking since the mid of last week, 'cos i really have NO REASON why i should go thru' the stinky ordeal of English lessons AGAIN when i've already sat for English lessons for the first 12 years of my life in singapore! SEE! and my GCE 'N' Level English Language was authorized by the UNIVERSITY OF CAMBRIDGE! Cambridge-U for gdness sake! its so much more prestigious then University of Canterbury pls? i'm sorry lah. but, its the fact! and i scored a Grade 3 for English.. TSKZ! the more i think about the more i find it lame and a waste of my time lehhhhs. rather drop this and opt for another module that can be accredited over to my degree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, anyway, parents... if u're reading this update, i'm sorry. their english here is exactly the same like singapore's when i was in primary school. so yeah, i'm NOT benefitting anything from this. even if i do, its just like sitting for a refresher's course. so yeah. hahaha. i'll be dropping this and i'll be off to do PREP 004 : Pacific Peoples. hah! *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, thanks for calling from Sydney, Sri. (: *rolls eyes* he just had to take my situation here as a joke! kept laughing like nutts please?! anyhoos, he's gg for extraction of 2 of his wisdom tooth tmr at 8am. hah. and 2wks of MC! blah! so good. oh, no. but he won't be talking much during that 2wks i guess. so, anyways, i reckon much that's why he kept disturbing me over the phone. booo! nvm, wait till u come over for christmas this dec... well, i mean, IF u're coming.. haha. i'll seriously give u a good smack okay! hurhur. oh, yarr. we both planned that he come over to nz  for christmas this dec. &amp;amp; i'll prolly go over to his side next yr. lol. ahh, wells... this heartless person forgot my birthday too. tskz. but, i won't deny the fact that he has STM (Short Term Memory). So yeah. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lah. i wanna SLEEP ready! hurhur. long day tmr! SIGH.&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/4020135939605967589-8421550769592068573?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/8421550769592068573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=8421550769592068573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/8421550769592068573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/8421550769592068573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/06/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-im-finally-done-with.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-5698174171689223512</id><published>2008-06-28T14:56:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:02:07.604+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, reply to tags first! its too long. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;-Chiharu:&lt;/span&gt; lol. yesyes. i'm taking accounts. hopefully i do better this time. hah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="pn_std"&gt;when X= 0, Y=1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; hah. thks, i will look on the bright side of life. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;-vincent:&lt;/span&gt; yeah, schedule's relaxing. but not the span of the course. this timetable is only for 12weeks. after that, its exams and a whole new timetable again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;-mengchoo: &lt;/span&gt;OH, you bet. But my Stats lecturer's a chinese. guess she married to a westerner or smth lah. lol. nope, didn't look up on Adam Smith. I got John Maynard Keynes &amp;amp; Karl Marx. (: Yeah, hopefully it'll be fun. blarhs. English? Hmm, Grammar, Vocab, Irregular Verbs, Essay Writing. sigh. i'm demoted back to primary  school sia. wahliew... hurhur. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;25 JUNE 2008 ; WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short day at Uni. Same thing, Econs is driving me nuts. English the senseless module. We had a 120 word essay to write today. Its about pets. like, ?!?! ... (hurhur) ohwells, but manage to get it done. So, yay. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;26 JUNE 2008 ; THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computing class was boring. David was going super slowly for almost everything. Mgmt class was crazy. Team mates are soooooooooooooooo quiet! my gosh. AND, they're guys. -_- ahhhh. I have no idea what in the world is FS Course coming to. blarhs. Econs assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;27 JUNE 2008 ; FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stats at 10am. 3 hours break. Went back to Uni at 2pm for English. WHICH, is only 50mins. (zzz). But, ahh. its fine. Nisha &amp;amp; I were rotting at my hostel's living room with the TV on &amp;amp; yeah, cooked lunch for her &amp;amp; myself. AND, just so you know... Nisha &amp;amp; I laugh about anything and everything under the sun. Goodness. See each other in the morning, we'll start laughing. ahhh... &amp;amp; Arch talked about the word "terror" during class. HAH! The moment he mentioned the word "terrorist"... lol... Both of us started giggling like nutts please. hurhur. oh, whatever... *secret* HAHAHA. Yeah, and English assignment AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh! &amp;amp; finally Sahal was online! My gdness. That little childish boy is in Army ready! tsk! Its been a long time since I spoke to him since I left band in '05. My fellow-percussionist. Hahaha. Always calling me BROTHER 'cause I was the only girl in the percussion section at that time. That's why. Ahh wells. Caught up manymany! hahaha. Totally missed talking to him larhs. and his bday is on 1st Oct! See how dumb we were. Both of us was like screaming with words on msn. hah. He went, AHHH! You're also an Octoberian!?!? Then I went, AHHH! You too?!?! Lol. Anyhoos, mr.army-boy, tahan for the nxt 11mths &amp;amp; make you take care of urself alright! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;28 JUNE 2008 ; SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, bathed, had breakfast. Mohammad was at the living room. HAH. That crazy person. He's down with flu &amp;amp; he's still smoking his lungs off. I'm down with cough. Dry cough, i think. Its been raining since last night. SIGH. and the weather's super cold too. hurhur. Mummy was like, "why are you coughing?!" Then I was like.. Err... 'cause its been raining since last night. Then she went, OHHH... drink more water okayy... HAHA. Ahh, I miss my family. My irritatingly-adorable family. Lol. Mummy &amp;amp; I were talking about something just now. Hohoho. I told her not to tell anyone. muahahaha. Neither am I gonna tell anyone anything too. Mother &amp;amp; daughter secret. Rig&lt;span class="pn_std"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ht, Ma? lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahh,well. Guess that's about all. Hurhur. Have Econs &amp;amp; English to do. Plus lots of readings. SIANZ. bye for now, earthlings! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="pn_std"&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/4020135939605967589-5698174171689223512?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/5698174171689223512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=5698174171689223512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/5698174171689223512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/5698174171689223512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/06/okay-reply-to-tags-first-its-too-long.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-2979044499471408197</id><published>2008-06-24T21:57:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T22:08:30.492+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;23 JUNE 2008 ; MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of classes.  But! Before that, we had to collect our timetables &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. (haha) Met Nisha at the Registry Building.  Walked over to the Arts Department.  John Brettel gave the handouts and off for our first class of the day! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecturers&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jane Clucas&lt;/span&gt; (Statistics: Data &amp;amp; Probability)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Arch Clarke&lt;/span&gt; (English Language)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;David Marsden &lt;/span&gt;(Computing Skills)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Terry Kerr&lt;/span&gt; (Economics)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Paul McCarthy&lt;/span&gt; (Management &amp;amp; Marketing)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Pam Tibble&lt;/span&gt; (Accounting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the long awaited timetable for the next 12 weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MONDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1000 to 1050: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Statistics (Data &amp;amp; Probability)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1100 to 1150: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;English Language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1200 to 1250: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;English Language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1310 to 1400: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Computing Skills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1410 to 1500: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1510 to 1600: &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Economics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1610 to 1700: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-0900 to 0950: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;English Language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1000 to 1050: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;English Language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1100 to 1150: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Statistics (Data &amp;amp; Probability)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1200 to 1250: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1310 to 1400:&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; Economics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1410 to 1500: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1000 to 1050: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1100 to 1150: &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Economics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1200 to 1250: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;English Language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1310 to 1400: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Statistics (Data &amp;amp; Probability)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-0900 to 0950: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Computing Skills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1000 to 1050: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1100 to 1150: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;English Language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1200 to 1250: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;English Language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1310 to 1400: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1410 to 1500: &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Economics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1510 to 1600: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1000 to 1050: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Statistics (Data &amp;amp; Probability)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1100 to 1400: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1410 to 1500: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;English Language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO! First day of classes... Everything went well. Had all the self-introduction of everyone in class. EXCEPT! For Econs class! Urgh. Terry started the first page of the first chapter for Econs! Zzz. Oh whatever. He just had to spoil the day, you know. hurhur. Econs is a very very dry and lonely class for me to be in. But, have to attend &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lahs&lt;/span&gt;. Sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arch (EL Lecturer) taught in Singapore for 16 years. From 1983 to 1999. He is the FIRST westerner I came across in my 19 years of life... Who said, he LIKES DURIANS, LAKSA &amp;amp; SAMBAL CHILLI! wahhh. When he mentioned those... Nisha &amp;amp; I were like.. Arch, you're making us hungry! Then he laughed. lols. He's a very very very nice man. No kids, only him and his wife.  So he treats all of us like his children. Aww. So nice aye? hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul (Mgmt Lecturer) is from England! He is the SUPER laid-back lecturer, very easy-going and he just likes calling and using my name in class. HAH. Almost every example he gives, has my name in it. Uhhh. Plus, he said Rugby is a stupid game even though it originated from his country. lol. Oh, and he uses his LONG ruler to smack onto the table if anyone sleeps in class. haaa! What a funny man, a funny English man. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David (Computing Lecturer) is rather robotic with speech and movements. Nothing much, but can be funny at times. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane (Stats Lecturer) is a very very nice lady. BUT, she HATES people who talk while she's talking. And when that happens... hurrr. Its a serious waste of time! 'Cause she'll stop her lecture and start talking about what she said about the RULE. "NO TALKING WHEN I AM TALKING"... blah blah blah blah blah....~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam (Acctg Lecturer) will only see us after 6 weeks. So yeah, we all haven't seen her as well. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rigght, so that's all for Monday! (long huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;24 JUNE 2008 ; TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, second day of classes. Nothing much, more or less of introduction to all the modules. It rained really heavily this morning during English class. And its not normal rain. Its raining &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MINI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hailstones. Sorry, just need to blow that word up. If not my parents will start calling my cellphone after they've read this. LOL. Ohwells, but thank God. I was in class ready. But, those hailstones look like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;SNOW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;from far. Ah-hah! I'm just playing tricks with your eyes, people. LOL. LOOKED like SNOW. BUT, it ISN'T SNOW! haaaa! Nisha &amp;amp; I were like.. ehhh... look like snow ahh!? *raised our eyebrows at each other and out of nowhere, we suddenly squeaked tgt* ahhh.. Arch was like... "Is that, that fascinating to you both? Or is it Nisha that's tring to be naughty now? *Nisha pointed at me* Ahh, no Arch! haha. It was just the...  white thing that looked like snow you know. harhar- Eunice, don't be naughty too." Then all 3 of us (Arch, Nisha &amp;amp; I) laughed. ahhh... Arch is so funny! hurhr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, no break tomorrow. But, a pretty short day. Wheee~ Anyhoos, Terry gave us a mini little homework. Just find out about one famous economist and write 3 sentences about that person. Lol. Mohamad came knocking at my room door just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Eunice, you are taking World of Business as well right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Erm, yeah. Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, are you in Terry's Econs class?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yupp."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ahh, he gave you guys homework too?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, he did. I'm doing mine now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, okay. Do you know what we're suppose to find?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Eunice, gave a blurr look)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Erm, about famous economist?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, yeah right... But i found a long list of them. How to know who's famous?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"EEEERRRRMMMM, just pick anyone from that famous list of economist?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, anyone?! Really? 'Cause i went to the Central Library at Uni just now, but I didn't know what to search for. Then i went to the common rooms downstairs the printer didn't want to work with me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Haha. I see. But, why do you need to print? 'Cause you're only suppose to give Terry 3 sentences about the famous economist. You can just write it down, you know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, so we don't need to print anything? Just hand-write it is ok?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(thought - so much for being on "scholarship". ohwells)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yupp, just write it down and explain it to Terry when he ask you for it. *smiles*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, alright. Aww-man! That means I have to go back to Central Library tmr morning before class starts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(gave him a weird confused look)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you need to go there for?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Erm, to do my research?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ERM, doesn't Ryan (my room-mate, his friend) have a computer &amp;amp; internet in his room or smth?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(he smacked his forehead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, right!!! Why didn't I think of that?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lol. *snaps my finger* HELLO! are you sleepy? or what are you both doing with the computer?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hahaha! oh, noooooo! We're not doing anything!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hah. Chill. Was just kidding. So, just find out about the economist name, lifetime, where and what he/she did."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay! Hey, thanks a lot!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"no prob. (: its easy! better go get it done from Ryan's comp. now yarr?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Haha. Yeah, will do. See you tmr!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yupp, you too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, that funny person! tsk. He doesn't like his Saudi accent. So he's seriously trying really hard not to sound like a Saudi. But, ahhh... it'll take sometime for his accent to change. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, guess that's about all. yays! time for bed! my eyes are starting to close ready. hurhur. nights 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/4020135939605967589-2979044499471408197?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/2979044499471408197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=2979044499471408197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/2979044499471408197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/2979044499471408197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/06/23-june-2008-monday-first-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-7783956300183940968</id><published>2008-06-22T19:50:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T20:15:07.972+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;20 JUNE 2008 ; FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh hello. last day of orientation. had multicultural exchange session by Gareth. so, my group consist of 2 Kiwis and 2 Singaporeans (tts Sham &amp;amp; myself). had a pretty alright time while we (sham &amp;amp; i) were talking about the different cultures that we have in Singapore. 'cause it seems like New Zealand doesn't have any culture at all. well, not that i'm saying its a bad thing or so. but, its really very interesting how different our cultures are. so, the other 2 Kiwis were listening so hard and kept saying we're very unique. as in, Singapore. haha. so yeah. was a good exchange. so yupp. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that exchange session... we had some IT talk by Sean. all we need to know about the Dos and Don'ts and the whatever other details... my pea brain's starting to feel a little stretched. 'cause we've got like a million and one passwords and user ids in Uni. my gdness. not forgetting my 7 modules in 6 months. TSK. intense crash course lah, huh. sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, anyway, back to my story... after the IT talk, we had a Great Campus Tour organised by one of the Bridging Prog. staff (&amp;amp; i share the same name as her!). looks like every place i step in to, AT LEAST... one person will have the same name as me. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember on the 1st day of Orientation... Nisha asked me a very weird question. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Nisha:&lt;/span&gt; Urm... Do you like your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Eunice:&lt;/span&gt; Errr... *thinking* errr... yes? *gives a confused face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Nisha:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;*laughs* ohh, so sorry. 'cause i know a lot of other Eunice's and they all don't like their names. that's why i asked you that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Eunice:&lt;/span&gt; haha... i see. yeah, i like my name very much, just so you know. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Nisha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;haha. okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. that random girl.. ahhhh. okok, back to my story (again). haa! so, yes... we had the Tour thingy. tsk. was okay. but not the weather. hurrr. it was 3-4 deg that day? my gawwwwd. &amp;amp; we were like gonna freeze any moment. so we started running. hah! bet everyone must be thinking, this 4 ladies are NUTTS! ahhh, but what can we dooo... its SO COLD. hurrr. ohwellies. that Tour stuff ain't any competition. was just to help us get LOST and find the way ourselves around the campus. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. that's the last day of orientation for you. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;21 JUNE 2008 ; SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i start...&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, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY &amp;amp; BLESSED 23rd BIRTHDAY,&lt;br /&gt;MY DEAREST BROTHER!!!&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. your presents will reach you 4years later. hahaha! :p i'll see whether i can find any CANTERBURY Sports Bags for you ok? ((=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rigght, so... its another saturday. then i received a text from eldest aunt's friend, Grace. "Hi Eunice, my friend from Auckland asked if you'd want to join me at church today. there's Youth Fellowship Grp." "oh, cool. i've been looking for churches, but can't find and... yeah, even if i do, i don't know my way around this place yet." "cool. no worries, i'll pick you up at the bus stop opposite the Union say about 7.15pm?" "oh, alright. thanks in advance then! cya later!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yes. attended their youth fellowship. like at least 3/4 of the youths are from the same Uni! *woot* hahaha. even the Youth Adult Leader, Bob. he's a Econs Lecturer in the Uni. my gdness. he was like.. oh, i might see you around Uni since you'll be studying Econs for Foundation. i was like.. (haha) alright... see you around too. (: but anyhoos. was okay. i wldn't say its a WHAO. but, yeah. friendly people. all ASIANS. taiwan, m'sia, china, singapore. yupp. errr. yarr.. tts all for my saturday. so boring right? hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;22 JUNE 2008 ; SUNDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as for tdy... i slept till 11am? haha. went online, talked to dad n mum. brother-the-pig was so lazy. he wanted to slp longer. so yea. didn't see him la. tsk. that piggy. hurhur. &amp;amp; i was like... can you both go and bathe now? u're running late for church. den daddy said.. "ohh, now you're chasing daddy away ready lah? don't want to talk to me ready huh?" den i was like, "no? its the fact. u're running late and u always take sooooo long to get ready..." (ah, now i know who i got my "take soooo long to get ready" from. haha!) ahh well... bathed, cooked lunch, went out to woolworths for a walk, went to mosaic for service. and i'm back now. (: its 7.45pm. sigh, i suddenly miss CharisMA and DLCC. booo. )))):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos, its the start of proper lessons tmr and thereafter. sigh, my poor pea brain. i'll go find ginku tablets for brain expansion and memory space alright? hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrightys. guess i'll pack up my things, do QT and off to bed. been quite a day. but i'm sure its a better day tmr and the day after... and the next day.. and the following day... okay, eunice, stop. haha. 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/4020135939605967589-7783956300183940968?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/7783956300183940968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=7783956300183940968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/7783956300183940968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/7783956300183940968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/06/20-june-2008-friday-oh-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-4873281215346832742</id><published>2008-06-19T22:28:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T22:28:22.588+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AHH! i can't stop laughing at my Canterbury Student Card please?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh, hello earthlings! (: a super duper cold morning today! 'cause last night's temperature was -2 degrees! haha. come on, clap for Eunice now. She's been living in a temperature of 34 degrees for the past 19years of her life! and now... -2! splendid! lols. whatever that is... i'm expecting pretty much of another drop here and there for the next 2.5months of winter. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;right, so woke up this morning at 7.40am (LATE!). haha. suppose to be up by 7.15am. but.. ahh.. the weather was too cold to get up. lol. dragged myself to the bathroom... as usual, my daily dose of hot soapy shower. changed &amp;amp; off i went to the Registry building for official enrolment, making &amp;amp; collection of Student Card at Science Bldg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;scooty. its super duper funny lah, my Card... tsk. the expression just looks as if i've never seen a camera and taken a picture in AGES! my gawd. so embarrassing! hurhur. i looked at the card after its being printed... then i said pretty loud. "WHAO! I look like a MUFFIN!" then the staff who printed my card laughed at me and said.. a muffin? haha. i've never heard anyone say that about themselves. and then she laughed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wahhh. supper embarrassing lah. TSK. if ever a day i happen to lose my card (which i doubt i prolly wld cos its always in my wallet &amp;amp; i'll never take it out UNLESS necc. hah!)... as i was saying... if i ever lose it... i pity the person who's holding on to my card la, ok... lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alright. so after the enrolment n card thingy... Sham, Jai, Nisha (frm m'sia but is a Chin-dian) &amp;amp; I went to Rutherford to get our textbooks. BLUEPRINTS (EL I text) &amp;amp; Marketing (for TWB). Stephen was like, PLEASE PLEASE, PLEEEEEEEEASE do NOT write anything in them. i'd be VERY VERY, VERY SAAAAAAAAD if you do. 'cause these books are printed in America and it takes a miiiiiiillioooooooooooooooooooon of years to arrive here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHAHA! he's SOOOOOOOOOOOOO old, yet so funny! lol. so yeah. after collectg our textbks. we headed to the Engineerig Bldg for lunch! ahhhhh.. potato wedges AGAIN! but, its awesome ok~! big chunky pieces... WHEEE~ hahaha. then the four of us just had a CRAZY time laughing our butts of about the SAs (only we will noe the meaning. hah!) in our class. blarh! and there was this 30yr old plus chinese man sitting behind us, having his meal and he was like being ENTERTAINED by our laughter like SO MUCH tt he was giggling to himself. WAH! we literally burst into bigger n louder laughters when we saw him doing that. ahhhh... we're such meanies. lol. but what can you do when girls come together, huh? LOL. whatever it is, we had A WHOLE lot of a good time laughing about everything. HAHA. so yeah. after that... Sham &amp;amp; Jai went home. Nisha &amp;amp; I went to woolworths to get some groceries. (not again). yes, eunice cooks her own food you know! HAHAHA. but yeah... think tonight's dinner was like the best i've ever had since i arrived here. hurhur.. buttered herbs rice, chicken, leafy veg and minestrone seasoning all mixed together.. WHEEE~ my own dish lah, huh. but if u wanna try it go ahead. haha! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so yeah, Nisha headed back to Rutherford to meet her dad cos she's 17+, turning 18 in this Sept. so yeah.. this small little girl.. haha. she's soooo blurr.. but, she managed to find her way frm my hostel to Uni. but, its not THAT difficult.. 'cause my place is like, just across the street and its Uni campus ready. so, hah! its a gd thing.. if i happpen to forget smth. lol. nah, won't be that unlucky right? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so, got back, put my groceries in the fridge, back to my room, browsed thru' my textbks, checked my mail and off for a nap. :D woke up at ard 4.30 to cook my dinner. yes, its EARLY.. but, i was hungry then. so might as well.. haha. finished cleaning up and all abt 6pm then went back into my rm. chatted with Christia and Gerry. ah-hahahaha. Christia... i know your darkest secrets... AH-HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tsk. i've been laughing since morning lah. cheek's like super aching ready please... hurhur. ohwells, but anyhoos... its the last day of Orientation tmr! (: YAY! can't wait for class. hahahas. :D but, disclaimer... i'll be busy by then... hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;k lah. off to bed ready! its 1030pm now! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: MUMMY!!! MY SOFT TOYYYYYYYYYYYYS PLEEEEEEEEASE!!! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NIGHTS Y'ALL! ;)&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/4020135939605967589-4873281215346832742?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/4873281215346832742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=4873281215346832742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/4873281215346832742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/4873281215346832742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/06/ahh-i-cant-stop-laughing-at-my.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-1405937019359311427</id><published>2008-06-18T20:00:00.006+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T21:33:56.067+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Eunice is regarded as an exceptional woman among her equals. Her lifestyle revelaed an early foundational training firmly rooted in God, and this endeared her to many who sough her acquaintance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"From an early age, Eunice learnt the value of keeping a timetable, mapping out her activities and endeavouring to follow them through. She never allowed or embraced distractions, no matter the form they look. She loved God, studied the Bible and promptly obeyed His word. Jesus was the Lord of all she did and as a branch in the Vine, she positively affected many lives and led many others to Christ. She was vibrant, God-fearing, respectful, faithful, diligent, industrious and responsible. At the age of 23 years her life fulfilled the Word of God in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Proverbs 22:29&lt;/span&gt;, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you see a man who excels in his work? He will stand before kings; He will not stand before unknown men&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Eunice had success all round. Academically, she was a genius. Spiritually, she was a giant gem, physically and materially, she lacked nothing. Her marital life and home were blissful just as the day of heaven upon the earth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An extract from "Time Alone With God" while doing QT. Isn't it amazing how that Eunice in that passage is? As time passes by each day since I arrived here, I have one constant question for God. That is, how do I manage my time in University &amp;amp; work (in the latter) together as I step into a whole new place, culture and life? Nonetheless, He's always (and will ever be) gracious and knows when is the right time to release His word. Four days before I start proper lessons. This is what I've got. Now I know what I should do &amp;amp; what I need to do during my stay here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recalling... Before I left, many asked... Why go all the way there to study? I'd just smile &amp;amp; inside me I know very well, that, there is a reason and purpose of why I am being sent all the way here. so to speak, being alone, in a foreign land is not easy. I don't know what lies in the coming days. But I know when its time for me to return, there would be something that I'll bring back and will never forget, for the rest of my life. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020135939605967589-1405937019359311427?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1405937019359311427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=1405937019359311427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/1405937019359311427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/1405937019359311427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/06/eunice-is-regarded-as-exceptional-woman.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-5233884446595113808</id><published>2008-06-17T21:00:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T21:00:50.244+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it pretty much seemed like i flunk for the MATH TEST i sat for this morning. haha. ahh, well... its a diagnostic test. just to see where my level of Math is. other than that... its not at all accounted for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so, let me see. its been raining the entire day since i woke up. i strained my neck while i was asleep. 'cause its really painful now. bathed, got changed. had breakfast (soy milk with crushed wheat biscuits). got ready for school. walked the wrong way. ended up directly at the Commerce Bldg when i'm supposed to be at Eureka to meet Sham &amp;amp; Jai. so, i walked all the way there (yes, frm my Comm Bldg &amp;amp; its already 8.50am by the time i got there). they weren't there. so i reckoned that they'll prolly be in class (which is at the 2nd floor of the Comm Bldg!)... ahhh, so frm Eureka back to Comm Bldg... i had like 10mins to make my way there and up to 2nd floor cos orientation starts at 9am (supposedly). i was like brisk walkg in the rain and against the cold wind... graciousness! when i reached Coppertop... i literally TSK inside of me, you know! 9am was the stated time, the room was only filled with 9 or 10 people incldg the lecturers, Sham &amp;amp; Jai wasn't there as well! AHHH! tt time i was like... WHERE ON EARTH ARE THOSE 2 GIRLS?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;right. so when i sat... Gareth (the Prog. Leader for Foundation Studies) said we'll only start at abt 9.30am. i was like WOOOT!!!??? hurrr.. sooo, i sat quietly and read the Student Handbook for FS. blah. all the way until 9.30am then i saw the 2 ladies! *whispered* hoy! why so late??? *whispers back* overslept! 'cause Sham's hp went flat! so no alarm! *looks at them* TSK. &amp;amp; the two of them smiled. haha. aiyoooh. so dangerous lah. thank gdness its not an exam day man. well, anyway.. back to the story.. so it was 9.30am... Gareth started at that time. like, just nice. with his Welcome speech, and then followed by Math Diagnostic Test, break, Course Introduction + Advice &amp;amp; Choice, Lunch and to end off.. its just some explaination of Cultural Adjustments... now, that! it lasted frm 1.30pm to 3pm! pffftz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes. whatever it is... I've got 3 subjects to take this semester. &amp;amp; i feel like i'm in some crash course or something.. 'cause FS is only 6mths! and within that 6 mths... i've got 7 subjects to take all together! 1st sem i have 3 modules. 2nd sem 4 modules! URGH! i'm seriously startg to feel the stress. but... eeshhh... i'm just praying.. so yeah.. i noe everything will be fine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe just a brief outline of my modules...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- English Language I&lt;br /&gt;- English Language II&lt;br /&gt;- The World of Business (TWB)&lt;br /&gt;- Accounting&lt;br /&gt;- Economics&lt;br /&gt;- Statistics I&lt;br /&gt;- Statistics II&lt;br /&gt;- Pyschology (maybe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp, tts roughly about what my Foundation Studies course is all about for now.. and its a scheduled kinda thing for assignments.. its like a weekly wkend assignment stuff. so EVERY FRIDAY... our lecturers give us an assignment.. we get it done over the weekend and hand it in on MONDAYs... now, what happens if we don't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 20% of ur marks will be deducted&lt;br /&gt;2) ask for an extension (which it isn't usually granted as and when you like unless u've got a VALID reason, ie sick. then again.. u've got to produce an MC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh what a hassle. now you know why i said i'm feelg the stress ready yar? haha. ohwellies... main thing's to be hardworking, study and revise all the things that has been thought for the day, be DISCIPLINED and hand in ALL assignments ON TIME. uhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahas. okayy i think thats abt all for now... getting a little slpy ready. hurhur. so, another day then! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i'll get spongey off the shelf if i see him around! hahaha. &amp;amp; mummy! hurry send over my soft toys please! hurhur. thanks... :DDD&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/4020135939605967589-5233884446595113808?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/5233884446595113808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=5233884446595113808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/5233884446595113808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/5233884446595113808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-pretty-much-seemed-like-i-flunk-for.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-5521972239344902981</id><published>2008-06-16T20:57:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T20:59:02.167+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;edit&gt;[[EDIT]]&lt;br /&gt;okay, its 10.30AM now. i woke up at 7.30AM. took my daily doze of a hot morning bath. changed. packed my stuff and Basie knocked on my door. &amp;amp; off we went to school together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/edit&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so Basie accompanied me to the Registry to meet Sham &amp;amp; Jai. 4 of us walked up Chemistry Building to Level 3 then to the Bridging Programmes Room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Here's the scenario of what happened at the Reception..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Eunice:&lt;/span&gt; Hi, Good Morning. *smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Staff:&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Good Morning to you too. *smiles* Yes, what can I do for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Eunice:&lt;/span&gt; Oh, Registering for Foundation Studies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Staff: &lt;/span&gt;oh, alright. give me a minute please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eunice: &lt;/span&gt;Sure. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Staff: &lt;/span&gt;Here you go. Your Orientation starts tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Eunice:&lt;/span&gt; *looks at Sham &amp;amp; Jai (plus, Basie left for his English Rm already)* Erm, but in our letter it states that we're to report for Foundation Studies today at 9.30am. *hands her my Offer of Place letter* [????????]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Staff: &lt;/span&gt;oh, yeah. they got it changed to tmr at 9am. here's your timetable for orientation week. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Eunice: &lt;/span&gt;So we've got to come back tmr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Staff:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yeah, come back tmr. but not here. Report to Coppertop at the Commerce Building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Eunice:&lt;/span&gt; annnnd... where is Coppertop? as in which floor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Staff:&lt;/span&gt; oh, here. *points at the map that states Coppertop, 2nd floor, commerce buildg* its on the 2nd floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Eunice:&lt;/span&gt; *feels a little dumb by then cos i was in a confused and sleepy mode* oh, alright. thanks anyways! (: gdbye. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Staff:&lt;/span&gt; no problem. goodbye. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AHHHH... but anyhoos, I didn't get to tell Basie that mine's tmr instead of tdy 'cause he was happily in his classroom already. so jai, sham n myself took a walk down to our Commerce Building. at least we know how to get there tmr for orientation at 9AM. *pffft* then we had breakfast at the CAFE 101. woot! love our Commerce Bldg. its cool. as in, at least its way nicer looking than the other faculties. *oops* hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah, headed back to my room after that &amp;amp; here i am typing. its pretty cold tdy. as in.. as days pass, it'll get even colder.. winter's here to stay for 3months. which means, till August. so... hurrr... like that&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; larhs&lt;/span&gt;. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; just a little weather update...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Temperature: 10 deg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wind Chill: 1 deg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wind Speed: 27km/h&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;see~ the temperature's fine. its the WIND! hurhur. ohwellies. its winter. what can i say. haha. oh, met another new roomie. his name is ryan, from saudi arabia. been in christchurch for the past 6 months doing his Foundation Studies in English. &amp;amp; now.. it seems like we'll prolly end up in the same MATH class tgt. hah! 'cause he's got a math test tmr too! he'll be taking his degree in Science. so yeah.. mr.scientist. how cool can it get? another person on scholarship! blahhhh... Basie's on scholarship too! TSKZ. all these smart people... hurhur. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was saying... there's MATH TEST tmr at 9AM! uhhh! of all papers on all the FIRST DAY of orientation... there's a MATH TEST for Eunice Wang! ohh, my dear Lord. haha. nevermind... guess i'll learn frm ahmad and the other people who's like him... *HAN-TAM* all the questions lah. MUAHAHAHAHA... *sings* early in the morning at 9 o clock... eunice i...s... sitting for a math paper...~! aiyah! okay, i'll stop harping on it. its getting irritating. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;guess i'll head for bed soon, after i'm done with my reading. ((((: BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: thanks for the video my dear mr.d&amp;amp;s! hah. appreciate it. &amp;amp; that... is definately here to stay in this tinnie winnie little brain of mine. HAHA! *grins*&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/4020135939605967589-5521972239344902981?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/5521972239344902981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=5521972239344902981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/5521972239344902981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/5521972239344902981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/06/okay-its-10.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-4388446028241079877</id><published>2008-06-15T19:15:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T19:17:46.731+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;14 JUNE 2008 ; SATURDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was a STAY HOME ALL DAY LONG day today. felt really lazy to go out. partly 'cause the weather's pretty gloomy and down. so yeah. kinda affected the mood to go out too. hah. so, took an afternoon nap. woke up in the evening.. called my mum thru' msn. lol. daddy was driving home then mum told him she's talkg to me. haha! dad was like, girl! daddy's coming home ready... wait for me! muahahahas... i don't deny the fact that i have very cute parents. oh, not forgetting my annoying brother! but annoying in a good way okay. lol. he's like the stress reliever to end your day. hahas. and just so you know, my family has my blog add. so they're reading everything that's here. blah. can't type secret love letters ready. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAS! narh, i'm kidding. what secret stuff do i have to hide lah, huh. blogs are meant to be seen publicly. so no use hiding too. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ohwellies, so we webcam till pretty late. &amp;amp; wished daddy HAPPY FATHER'S DAY! hehe. then i was like yawning infront of the camera ready. hahaha. so yeah, headed off for bed at about 3am, i think? dangs. and guess what?! the room heater wasn't functioning! i thought to myself. do heaters get an off day too? i mean, since its sunday morning and its 3 already. the red light was OFF. zzz. oh, but i prayed before going to bed. i told God, since the heater ain't working... You've gotta bring a heavenly heater into this room! if not Your daughter would prolly be freezed up the next day. lol. so yeah, happily said an Amen &amp;amp; off to dreamland. think around 6 plus in the morning i raised my head to look out the window. and thought to myself, "oh.. its still dark. back to sleep, eunice." then i turned my head, looked at the door. "am i seeing things?" closed my eyes. a second later i opened and looked again.. guess what? the heater's back. WHEETS! thank God ok. so i smiled and went back to sleep till about 11am. hah. my slping time's like haywired lah. tsk. jetlag lah, jetlag. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;15 JUNE 2008 ; SUNDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, its officially... FATHERS' DAY! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.. so woke up at about 11am. took my shower, did my QT, packed all my things nicely, off to the supermart. bought a pkt of green leafy veg (its HUGE), 12pkts of instant soup (those like cream of chix. mushrm etc), a big pack of small apples (guess there's abt 10 inside), 6 eggs, 2 small cans of tuna (oh, agn. haha), 1 pkt of korean ramen, 4pcs of croissant, 1 medium pack of calcium milk &amp;amp; wheat biscuits. (: yeah... pretty much of those instant stuff. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back, cooked my ramen with the veg tt i bought. woot! the veggie's like super fresh and sweet lah! hurhur. yeah, ate my fill. cleaned up all the plates &amp;amp; bowls etc. took all the rubbish &amp;amp; threw it at the waste bins downstairs my flat. okay, i walked out with my slippers, jeans, shirt n my bedrm jacket. cos the weather was pretty HOT tdy. like, hello.. its winter.. and its HOT...~ hurhur. pretty "shiok" la. cos the cold wind's blowing towards your face. heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, so i just called Ahkong to wish him happy father's day. uhh.. hate it. the telephone line's always distorted during this time.. hurhur. erm, ard 7pm plus. so yeah.. ohwellies... nvm. he heard my wishes. hehe. guess he'll prolly call me another day. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. guess i'll head for bed ready larhs. i'm tired. hurhur. and its orientation tmr! YAYS! ((((: God bless me. haha. byeee!&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/4020135939605967589-4388446028241079877?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/4388446028241079877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=4388446028241079877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/4388446028241079877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/4388446028241079877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/06/14-june-2008-saturday-it-was-stay-home.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-1524929673412034792</id><published>2008-06-13T23:15:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T07:37:00.299+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELLO EVERYONE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Greetings from Christchurch, NZ or rather "Land of the Sheep". haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;9 JUNE 2008 ; MONDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank God for the safe trip from Singapore to Sydney &amp;amp; Christchurch. By the time I arrived in Sydney, the rain stopped. but, it was COLD... the plane that i'm suppose to board on was delayed by an hour, cause it kinda landed at the Domestic Terminal instead of the International.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As of the time i landed in Christchurch, it's 11 degrees. super cold. my gdness. plus the cold wind... its even worse. but can be "shiok" at times. lol. okay, just in case some of you don't know what's the season in Christchurch, its WINTER from now till August. so yeah, thank God i arrived on today (9/6). 'cause on 8 June, Christchurch was having snow storm. hurhur. so yay. thank God. haha. ahhh, what else... okay, i officially MISS EVERYONE of you now!  *boo* &amp;amp; no, i'm not crying while i'm typing. cos my eyes are too tired ready. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Right, so my 2 friends (Sham &amp;amp; Jai) &amp;amp; I waited for our cab to send us to our respective places of stay. Dropped them off at Sonoda and I at Ilam Village.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; The flat that I'm residing in now, is just a temporary stay 'cause I requested for a "single-gender" flat and it isn't available at the moment as its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; not the end of the school term yet. oh, the flat that i'm in now... its just another asian girl and myself. haven't got the chance to talk to her tho'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unpacked my stuff ('cause i needed to kill time and wait for nightfall). Well, not all of my things, just some. 'cause i'll be shiftg out soon agn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Maybe these few day, next week or so. Erm, that's what the people at the office told me. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Had a packet of biscuits that i brought in from SG. hah. Wasn't feelg that hungry 'cause i was really really tired. So yeah, my dad and bro called me at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; about 9.15pm (NZ Time. which is, abt 5.15pm SG Time). talked awhile and off to bed. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;10 JUNE 2008 ; TUESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Woke up at about 10.30am. Freezing cold as usual. My windows were frosted! That's how cold it is. hurhur. Took my bath, had Milo and Biscuits (yes, agn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; for breakfast. Went down to the office to look for Liz. She gave me a chunk of information and maps for me to look around. Asked if I'm brave enough to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;walk around on my own 'cause its not like Singapore. lol. So, I told her that I'll be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And off I went for a walk down to Sonoda where my 2 friends were staying. I turned left instead of turning right. haha! but, narh, I didn't walk that far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; of at the left. so, turned back and straight down to their place. blah! and guess what?! the receptionist told me that they JUST left their flat when I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; arrived. ZZZ! Walked out to the main road but cldn't find them ard. btw, they're fast walkers. HAHA. tt explains why. lol. :p So, i headed back to my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; room. (yes, walked all the way back to my flat frm their place. its abt 20mins walk) Rested for awhile, took my belongings and as I was about to put on my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; coat and leave for the supermart &amp;amp; the mall near the city area... my friends called. haha. yeah. so we met at 2pm, dropped by Ilam Village Office &amp;amp; said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; HI to Liz. 'cause she helped us a lot too, while we were in SG. ((: yeah, so we headed off to the supermart near our hostels. its called COUNTDOWN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; haha. what a name right? lol. so yeahs, aft tt we walked all e way down to Riccarton Mall. it was like a 45mins walk to and fro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and the people ard told us its abt a 10-15mins walk. *WOOT* are we slow or are they fast? hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ohwellies... i've gotten my SIMCard! yay! (: its +64210299....... (ask me for the remaing 4digits. haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, hurried back to our own hostels from Riccarton Mall. guess there was a drop in temperature at about 5pm (NZ Time). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'cause there was vapour or is it "steam" coming out from our mouths. HAH. right, i think steam doesn't sound right. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but, anyhoos.. it was THAT cold. *brrr* yeah, put down all my stuff, went to the kitchen to boil water and yay! cup noodles! chicken &amp;amp; corn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pretty nice tho'. ohwells, i was lazy to cook. haha. plus i didn't want to buy so many things. like, i've said before, i'll be moving out agn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; so yupp. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh, msged my cuzzy (Tiffany aka Tiff/Tiffy). hah. i'll get tt txt2000 plan soon! hahaha. right, txt2000 means i can send like 2000 txt for NZ$10.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;guess its 20cents for local txt and 30cents for international txt. so yeah. txted quite a bit. cos she's persuading me to go up to the North to do my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; degree. haha. silly gerr! i haven't even started my foundation prog. yet! let me finish 1st den i'll decide alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, so i unpacked the things i bought, washed up and off to bed. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;11 JUNE 2008 ; WEDNESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo, fast. its Wednesday already. well anyways went to Riccarton Mall again. applied for my internet access. woot! then Sham, Jai &amp;amp; myself went further down to the city area for our dinner. we were like super hungry.. so we bought 2 burgers, 3 chicken drumsticks with chips. oh, btw. its called chips here instead of fries. so yeah. hahaha. ohh.. as i was saying.. the fooood... was totally nice &amp;amp; filling please! &amp;amp; worth the buy. haha. the weather got colder outside while we were munching on our hot burgers, drumsticks &amp;amp; chips! wheee~ after that... both of them went to view some houses. so i took a 35mins walk back to my hostel. FOOYOH! it was freaking COLD! i walked as fast as i could okay! zzzz... vapour was already coming out from my mouth whenever i breathed out air.. hurhur. but anyhoos, i got back safely. so, thank God. yeah. pretty much for wednesday. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;12 JUNE 2008 ; THURSDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed in my room for the entire day. cos i got my internet connection up &amp;amp; YAY! i was happily chatting and typing super fast with my cold n numb fingers.. hahaha. slept pretty early and woke up about 2AM (NZ Time) den slept at abt 8AM (NZ Time). *ahem* someone shld know why. BLEAH. but thanks for making my morning! ((: hurrr. *sings an unknown tune: patrick the starfish is cuter than you......* hahaha. okay okay. i'll stop it. if not patrick will end up on the floor later. lol. you're cuter than patrick ok? TEEHEE! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, then woke up at abt 12noon. just nice... sham &amp;amp; jai came over to use my lappy to chk their mails while i go wash up and yeah did my Q.T &amp;amp; all in the living room. then... off we went to school. its HUGE... i can get lost lah.. :S hurhur. but, i think i'll be okay after they giive us a little tour during our orientation week. HAH. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I CAN'T WAIT FOR ORIENTATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so after we walked little around the campus we stepped into the canteen &amp;amp; bought our dinner. (: finally INDIAN FOOD! hahahahaha. they name it as SPICE TRADERS. so cool ah. lol. ohh! &amp;amp; we saw jackets of our Uni.. shirts and stuff.. was cool! pretty reasonable lo! ;) don't care i'll save up for the jackets! oh, my dear brother i know you want my Uni jacket badly! hahahahaha. admit it! *grins* :p maybe christmas present ok? hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp. that's about all for tdy. and TGIF! (: 2days to orientation! wheee~ k lahs. i'm tired. haha. night earthlings! ohhh, everyone's askg me to show them my room! blah! its a mess. hahaha. but here! enjoy. LOL! &amp;amp; byeee! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SFJSqeyHZLI/AAAAAAAAAJY/YlvT4aKixzM/s1600-h/IMG_5580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SFJSqeyHZLI/AAAAAAAAAJY/YlvT4aKixzM/s320/IMG_5580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211318608592331954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;outside my window. Autumn's just over. so yeah. the tree looks pretty aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SFJTfmBFY-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/VlUa6A51G6Y/s1600-h/IMG_5587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SFJTfmBFY-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/VlUa6A51G6Y/s320/IMG_5587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211319521067230178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my bed, my long built in study table &amp;amp; pin board for notes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SFJT4EvaLmI/AAAAAAAAAJo/_ncP3APDO3A/s1600-h/IMG_5590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SFJT4EvaLmI/AAAAAAAAAJo/_ncP3APDO3A/s320/IMG_5590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211319941631454818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mirror on the left, built in cabinet. (sry for the unglamness of my towel! haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SFJUVwDJqrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/pST7AFu5p2E/s1600-h/back%28edit%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SFJUVwDJqrI/AAAAAAAAAJw/pST7AFu5p2E/s320/back%28edit%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211320451473189554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what's behind? haha. notice 2 grey wall? tskz! they painted ALL the walls except that! how lame. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SFJU9D0z0II/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mH9z5kRWGY4/s1600-h/IMG_5594%28edit%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SFJU9D0z0II/AAAAAAAAAJ4/mH9z5kRWGY4/s320/IMG_5594%28edit%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211321126796644482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahhh... the side table tt's just beside my bed. ((: &amp;amp; other misc. photos coming up. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SFJVaFEPHJI/AAAAAAAAAKA/lbXSGTLuSIw/s1600-h/IMG_5591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SFJVaFEPHJI/AAAAAAAAAKA/lbXSGTLuSIw/s320/IMG_5591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211321625345989778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cup noodles, tt ASSAM thingy, is the brand of the drink! haha. TUNA Lite! oh &amp;amp; my gloves. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SFJV087U-BI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8Z5yL5YOHJY/s1600-h/IMG_5593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SFJV087U-BI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8Z5yL5YOHJY/s320/IMG_5593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211322087017609234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yay! &amp;amp; all my presents and erm, some's my own stuff lah. lol. see! i keep it on my table! tts how much i miss y'all okay! hurhur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///F:/MY%20PICTURES/my%20room%20in%20Ilam%20Village/IMG_5587.JPG" alt="" /&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/4020135939605967589-1524929673412034792?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1524929673412034792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=1524929673412034792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/1524929673412034792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/1524929673412034792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-everyone-greetings-from.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SFJSqeyHZLI/AAAAAAAAAJY/YlvT4aKixzM/s72-c/IMG_5580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-7682664791507735819</id><published>2008-06-01T03:53:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T04:09:53.690+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pretty much lost for words at the moment. but, probably a day of reflection and self-examination. heaven is real so is hell. imagine being burnt 24/7 in the heart of the earth at 12,000F? each having their own different torments. my Jesus. millions are in there. the screams are scary. even the slightest sins of all sins without any repentance ends you in the pit of burning flames. is it worth, for this very soul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*ponders*&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/4020135939605967589-7682664791507735819?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/7682664791507735819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=7682664791507735819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/7682664791507735819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/7682664791507735819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/05/pretty-much-lost-for-words-at-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-8140913442528333304</id><published>2008-05-30T14:50:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T15:09:36.301+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, tgif! haha. but there's still things to settle. blarh. luwen hasn't got back to me regardg the invoice, disbursement letter and cheque. *hootz*. susan's on leeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeave until 9th june for gdness sake. by the time i want to clarify things with her... i'd have arrive christchurch by then! haha. mr.chau's gg back to hk frm 4-17 june. zzz. tt means, i need to bring my hp along with me in case he calls up regarding some last min. uni stuff. i'll be away from 3-6 june at Austin Hills. not sure if jai's gotten her visa yet. plus her's and sham's accommodation. well, as much as i don't wish to worry, i seem to be...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wondering what life would be in Manuka with 5 new other faces in there. praying hard that at least half are like Christians. hurhur. or all would be splendid. right, Daddy? haha. ohwells. i'll temporarily be staying in a unit in Manuka as well upon date of arrival. after which i'll shift to another unit after 7th july. ahhh, what's the diff? its still Manuka. but its the luggage that i have to think abt! zzz. so huge. blarh. but whatever it is... i'll keep the unpacking and packing minimal. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so anyhoos. more or less settled. i'll pack my bag for Austin Hills this sunday with my 30-35 lit. of bag pack. WOOT! haha. i'll be back on 6th, evening. dump all my clothes for washing! pack them up on the 7th and last youth service and off on the 8th after service! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rigght. as off now... eating sessions are back on track again. (SIGH! haha.) was down with fever for the past few days cos of the flu jab i had on monday. hurhur. yesyes, been drinking tonns of water! hurhur. keep going toilet lah! lol. *oops* yarr. but its the fact what. hahaha. okok, stop it, eunice. stop. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so yes, as i was saying.. eating sessions... ahhh.. later tea time with Anais at Starbucks, dinner at Sakae with Alex &amp;amp; Daniel... tmr dinner with coach and my 3 other girls... sunday lunch with team-mates again... zzz... seriously, its a whole lot of eating spree. since when? 17 May until now! oh, Jesus. what wonderful food You've created for us. haha. well, but anyway.. thank God for food and thank God for the people that He uses to bless us with food. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ohwellies, guess that's all lah. gotta go clear up some stuff in my room. heh. bye 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/4020135939605967589-8140913442528333304?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/8140913442528333304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=8140913442528333304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/8140913442528333304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/8140913442528333304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-tgif-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-1911722453828731714</id><published>2008-05-30T01:10:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T01:10:19.752+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;only by His grace, love and compassion can i stand to bring my endurance and faith to a higher level. Father, help me, won't You? for i know that nothing too great is hard for me to handle whenYou are with me. oh what measure of Love that brings about understanding and that Peace that is able to calm the storms. i can, only, stand in awe of You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thank You, Daddy. &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/4020135939605967589-1911722453828731714?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1911722453828731714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=1911722453828731714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/1911722453828731714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/1911722453828731714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-for-one-reason-or-another-its-good.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-1669327990680296347</id><published>2008-05-28T03:12:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T03:21:16.540+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so much so for this friendship. i've no idea how and why things have turned out the way they really are today. but, one thing for sure... we're better off without each other. or rather, i am better off without you, and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i hate being selfish and mean to people. because we're suppose to love our neighbours as we love ourselves. i hate it when things come as a chunk and overwhelms my entire day with nonsense. then again, there is nothing in this world that's too great that we can't handle and overcome. sigh. why is everything upside down all of a sudden?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on a lighter note, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;6 days&lt;/span&gt; to Austin Hills for a 4D3N stay and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;11 days&lt;/span&gt; to departure day. and everybody says, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. haha. ohwells, i appreciate what everyone is doing before my D-day. thanks for stuffing me with all the food that (i think) i won't be able to have it for the next 4 years or so... heh. nonetheless, thanks to Mrs.Heng for her constant encouragement and Mr.Chau who has been giving his all even in the midst of family problems and is still putting in all the effort making sure i get what i want and get me settled in upon my arrival in UC. parents for their unending nagging but i still appreciate it. cos i won't get to hear it for 4years. friends and others who's been stopping me to go and wishing i could stay put but i pretty much disappointed everyone. its only half. it'll be FULL disappointment if i don't come back? heh. the catch-ups with everyone even till late nights was worth the time. i'm not the one who's tired. but, them. most meet up after work/school just to have our last outings/meals together. the laughters and nonsense we've exchanged all these while. ups and downs we've been through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from the bottom of my heart... thank you all so so much! and hey! don't cry ok! (hahaha!) nah, i'm kidding. :p but rrly rrly, truly... i'm blessed to have so many people around me. be it making me happy, sad, angry, irritated, pissed, crazy, wild, everything you can describe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;EUNICE, APPRECIATES EVERYTHING &amp;amp; EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;till the next! bye earthlings! :D&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/4020135939605967589-1669327990680296347?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1669327990680296347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=1669327990680296347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/1669327990680296347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/1669327990680296347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-much-so-for-this-friendship.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-4127125010464934352</id><published>2008-05-27T01:05:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T01:12:49.747+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;25th&lt;/span&gt; - church, awesomely cool. only thing.. joyceee seems to be lost. hurrr! the 4 of us were like looking high n low for her. call her hp nvr answer. msg also like as good as not msging. zzz. ohwellies. other than that... had lunch with twinny, shuping &amp;amp; "mariam". haha. tts what they call her. yeah, lunched in sakae at bugis junction. haaa. guess all went well. heh. right, twinny? :D anyhoos, thanks for lunch! ;) *huggs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;26th&lt;/span&gt; - 20 mins late for dental! hahaha. sry dr.tay! lol. 30mins of cleaning and yay! everything's good! *teehees* then headed to the stn's clinic for my flu vaccine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*queue number beeps* number 90.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*knock knock* opens the door... hello dooctor... *sits down, smile &amp;amp; looking rrly healthy* haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;dr.liau&lt;/span&gt;: yes eunice! what can i do for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: haha. i'm here to get a flu vaccine. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;dr.liau&lt;/span&gt;: cann... no problem. *scribbles something on the card* travelling huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: err, no. going to new zealand to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;dr.liau&lt;/span&gt;: WAH! NEW ZEALAND!!! *sounds really really excited* which part, which part?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: *on the verge of laughing out loud but chuckles came out instead* erm, going to Christchurch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;dr.liau&lt;/span&gt;: wahlao ehh! Christchurch some more! TSKZ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: *did dr.liau just TSKZ at me?!* *this doctor is crazy lah (erm, as in, i've never seen such a hyper doctor before. lol. &amp;amp; i know he's the only who is THAT hyper. haha. so don't get me wrong. cos its a compliment alright.* so, i answered. yeah. there. [haha].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;dr.liau&lt;/span&gt;: its a very very nice place. so which University? *walks to the refrigerator behind me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: University of Canterbury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;dr.liau&lt;/span&gt;: wah, not bad. doing what there? *wipes my left arm with alcohol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: *wah, tt sounds so singlish!* (haha!) oh, BCom in Managment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;dr.liau&lt;/span&gt;: ohh, niceee... *harps on Christchurch again* its a very beautiful place you know. must go and explore when u're there ok! the environment is very quiet also! *pause for awhile* but i'm OLD ready. of cos i like quiet place. i don't know about you lah, cos u're still young. haha! *opens up the flu vaccine packet*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: *starting to keep a close look at the needle* haha. been to Auckland last year, so i guess its pretty much the same down in Christchurch just that its more scenic i heard? heh, heh. plus its a condusive place for studying so, i guess i'll be aright with it. haha... *presses a little liquid out of the vaccine*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;dr.liau&lt;/span&gt;: oh yah. you've got a point there. *pokes in my arm* so how long will you be there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: *ouch! looks at dr.liau.* *he was still waiting for my answer* erm... ouch, fou.....four... four years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;dr.liau&lt;/span&gt;: *smiles* ok, its done. *tears open the plaster*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: err, haha. okay. thank you doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;dr.liau&lt;/span&gt;: *holds my left arm* ehh, where did i poke ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: *looks at him* ermmm... *looks at my arm* hahaha. i can't see it either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;dr.liau&lt;/span&gt;: ok, i can't see it too. plus its not bleeding. so okay lah. can ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: oh, haha. okays. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;dr.liau&lt;/span&gt;: so, all the best ahh! and enjoy christchurch! *wide smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: HAHA! okay, sure. thanks! byebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;dr.liau&lt;/span&gt;: yeah, ok. byebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*walks out the room*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what a funny doctor! haha. well, anyhoos.. i'm feeling super weak now. bad headache, giddy. *blarhs* nevermind. suffer now, enjoy later. heh. yeah.. that's about all.. gotta have enough rest for the long weekend outing. haha. friday dinner with alex, daniel, barty &amp;amp; mary. saturday dinner with her, her and him. sorry, kept confidential. not suppose to say. haha. and sunday lunch with the team AGAIN. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;k lah. i want to rest again. hurhur. bye, 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/4020135939605967589-4127125010464934352?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/4127125010464934352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=4127125010464934352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/4127125010464934352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/4127125010464934352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/05/25th-church-awesomely-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-9151567908460633512</id><published>2008-05-25T05:56:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T06:30:53.272+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 earthlings. its 1.56AM now. and i'm still awake. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;23rd - was pretty much of a messed up and hectic day but yeah, thanks for all your lame-but-hilarious nonsense, ashik &amp;amp; ahmad! felt way way destressed after that okay. haha. anyways, hope you both like the card &amp;amp; picture! lol. oh, and thanks for dinner/supper + the company to sengkang interchange. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;24th - dinner at my place with the youths. ahhhh! busy like a buzzing bee. lol. but, i'm glad everyone enjoyed themselves? heh. &amp;amp; thanks to veggie, alicia &amp;amp; darren for the piglet in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pyjamas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;... vincent for the ORANGE smash water bottle (you beat me to buying a bottle first! hahaha)... bro.michael &amp;amp; family for a diary &amp;amp; book. *me, appreciates*. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;25th - i want to sleep now! my legs are aching! haha. lunch with twinny laters. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ooo... 13 more days. *blarhs* flu vaccine this monday. :\ dental chkup this monday also. zzz. okay. i'm dead-tired-already! gd-am to all. bye!&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/4020135939605967589-9151567908460633512?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/9151567908460633512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=9151567908460633512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/9151567908460633512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/9151567908460633512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-earthlings.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-3846244986765577714</id><published>2008-05-23T12:46:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T13:00:18.338+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;been a whole week of happenings here and there. i wouldn't say life is that great &amp;amp; high at the moment. but, i know He works in ways we cannot see. no doubt we can't comprehend it at times or rather all the time, but i still thank Him no matter what comes my way. (: who else can i cling on except for Jesus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all that i have been catching up with, i thank you people for everything! appreciate it from the bottom of my heart. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, other than that... guess this sums up my entire week. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: was great to see you guys there! oh, &amp;amp; thanks for the lap of *ahem* honor. lol! ;)&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/4020135939605967589-3846244986765577714?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/3846244986765577714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=3846244986765577714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/3846244986765577714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/3846244986765577714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/05/been-whole-week-of-happenings-here-and.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-1823811956120218320</id><published>2008-05-16T17:29:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T17:30:28.449+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;15th&lt;/span&gt; - nothing much. stayed home the whole day. yes... AGAIN. haha. oh guess what? i've got a new "hobby". haha. IRONING CLOTHES. zzz. right, guess its not that funny. aye, but everyone in the family benefit frm it at the end of the day. HAHA! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as for today... i'm at granny's place now. cos the maid got sent home yesterday afternoon. hurhur. as me, i'll tell you the story. anyways, yarr.. was suppose to wake up at 5.30am. but... switched off  my alarm the moment it rang and woke up at 7am instead. hah! yeah, rush rush rush. then mr.chau called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;mr.chau&lt;/span&gt;: eunice, can you send over your financial statement letter to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: oh, yeah. sure. *plastic smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;mr.chau&lt;/span&gt;: (haaa) okay. when can you send it over to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: *errrrmmm* NOW. [???] *plastic smile again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;mr.chau&lt;/span&gt;: oh great. thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: oh, no.. thank, you, mr.chau. (haha - oh, its not plastic anymore. its for real.) i'll do it now then. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;mr.chau&lt;/span&gt;: ok, sure. thanks. bye-bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: *smiles* byeee. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DAH-HAH! rrigght.. so had to scan my documents and send it to his mail. like, immediate. and tt too**d com of ours in the study is like SO SLOW!? hurhur. yeah. but manage to send it just in time. *phews* yes, its a relieve cause i was thinking about the time in new zealand. its 4 hours faster. so, the time mr.chau called me was 7.30am. in nz, its... 11.30am ready. zzz. so had to do it ASAP. *above conversation kinda explains why mr.chau is delighted in the end* haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;talking about 4hrs faster.. my brother was saying.. wah! 4hrs faster... means, you'll be losing 4hrs of time everyday. &amp;amp; i was like.. errr.. korhh, its different time zones? so, you can't compare that to sg's? *question marks all above my head* hurhur. alright, tts random enough. HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well anyhoos... looks like i can't go for youth again. cos there's no maid here now. &amp;amp; no.. i'm not the substitute! HAHAHA. :p i'm just being a good and filial grand-daughter who's looking after her granny. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... guess i'll end here. go and start writing all my *ahem* notes. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s: tmr's dinner's gonna be fun with you people! can't wait ok! hahahaha. cya'll. *loves-&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/4020135939605967589-1823811956120218320?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/1823811956120218320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=1823811956120218320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/1823811956120218320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/1823811956120218320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/05/15th-nothing-much.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-3333742599100590628</id><published>2008-05-14T16:52:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T07:37:02.925+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;6th&lt;/span&gt; - badminton training with lovelies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;7 &amp;amp; 8th&lt;/span&gt; - stayed over at grandma's place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;9th &lt;/span&gt;- stayed home. nth much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;10th&lt;/span&gt; - last day of fastg. had family gathering at aunty lou's place for break fast. grandma, eldest aunt &amp;amp; uncle + godfather &amp;amp; mother came back frm China.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;11th&lt;/span&gt; - its mother's day! (: went to church, took loads of snaps after service. hah. thank you, cell for doing all these. :D after tt, went to grandma's place for mothers' day celebration. wheets! what i gave my mum? haha. here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SCpljOAf4kI/AAAAAAAAAII/kO_AoyYAE2I/s1600-h/mothers%27+day+card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SCpljOAf4kI/AAAAAAAAAII/kO_AoyYAE2I/s320/mothers%27+day+card.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200080375482671682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;did this photo collage for her. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;12th&lt;/span&gt; - went to peace centre to collect muhh guitar. didn't get it repaired in the end. cos i don't intent to bring it over with me for the time being. so yeah. shopped at PS with my dear sotong. gdness. we can never go to DAISO tgt! we'll spend HOURS there. haha! right?! lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;13th&lt;/span&gt; - grad ceremony at itecc-mcpherson. been a while since we all saw each other. didn't take HEAPS of photos but, was reasonable. haha. i'll post some now. alernatively, can drop by my friendster acc/ to look at the rest. ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SCpnC-Af4lI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Cu-7eHF_ROY/s1600-h/grad+ceremony1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SCpnC-Af4lI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Cu-7eHF_ROY/s320/grad+ceremony1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200082020455146066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SCpnh-Af4mI/AAAAAAAAAIY/4oLHv4zS_rY/s1600-h/boey%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SCpnh-Af4mI/AAAAAAAAAIY/4oLHv4zS_rY/s320/boey%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200082553031090786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;xnbg! - oh, finally a nice picture! :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SCpoiuAf4nI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ntXeke5SKDE/s1600-h/boey-yihang-eun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SCpoiuAf4nI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ntXeke5SKDE/s320/boey-yihang-eun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200083665427620466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yi hang! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SCpq_-Af4oI/AAAAAAAAAIo/8wku5uVkCEY/s1600-h/horticulturists.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SCpq_-Af4oI/AAAAAAAAAIo/8wku5uVkCEY/s320/horticulturists.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200086366962049666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the loyal horticulturists in itecc-bishan since 2005! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SCprU-Af4pI/AAAAAAAAAIw/vzOU0cmh2G0/s1600-h/sham-shirley-eun-jai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SCprU-Af4pI/AAAAAAAAAIw/vzOU0cmh2G0/s320/sham-shirley-eun-jai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200086727739302546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one tenth of student seminar ppl. hurrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SCpr6eAf4qI/AAAAAAAAAI4/wtjO1uNIpBk/s1600-h/nisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SCpr6eAf4qI/AAAAAAAAAI4/wtjO1uNIpBk/s320/nisa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200087371984396962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nisa! my fav. squirrel! hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SCpsPOAf4rI/AAAAAAAAAJA/aiSUMLvCvws/s1600-h/mr.tahir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SCpsPOAf4rI/AAAAAAAAAJA/aiSUMLvCvws/s320/mr.tahir.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200087728466682546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thank you, sir! i'll bear that in mind. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SCpslOAf4sI/AAAAAAAAAJI/x4sCh-Vn53c/s1600-h/us%26ms.ng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SCpslOAf4sI/AAAAAAAAAJI/x4sCh-Vn53c/s320/us%26ms.ng.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200088106423804610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;us &amp;amp; our all time fav. &amp;amp; hyper course mgr! - ms. ng! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SCps_-Af4tI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/JtFd8i_V_vM/s1600-h/bro-eun-mum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SCps_-Af4tI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/JtFd8i_V_vM/s320/bro-eun-mum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200088565985305298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lastly, thanks for coming! ;) *huggs* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;14th&lt;/span&gt; - and as for today.... its HOUSEWORK TIME! lol. its so messy and... yarrr... the house just needs cleaning as of now. hahaha. till the next up date, take care earthlings! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ciaos!&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/4020135939605967589-3333742599100590628?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/3333742599100590628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=3333742599100590628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/3333742599100590628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/3333742599100590628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/05/6th-badminton-training-with-lovelies.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SCpljOAf4kI/AAAAAAAAAII/kO_AoyYAE2I/s72-c/mothers%27+day+card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-5215178657275829721</id><published>2008-05-06T03:58:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T07:14:58.393+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when all you can see, is just a blank piece of paper... life wld be interestg with colors on it. but, it'll never be a beautiful piece of paintg as long as you're still living on this planet called earth. and it'll never happen until that Day comes. where will He find you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on a random note, the thought of Rapture is scary (but, beautiful if you're caught up). i'm scared to be left behind. i don't want to be disappointed. i don't wish to go thru' the time of great tribulation. my heart cries out for the people who'll be left behind. how am i suppose to tell everyone around me who has yet to hear of this? oh Daddy, help us. help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;oh how my heart yearns to be back in Your arms of Love again.&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/4020135939605967589-5215178657275829721?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/5215178657275829721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=5215178657275829721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/5215178657275829721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/5215178657275829721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-all-you-can-see-is-just-blank.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-7381000394839396406</id><published>2008-05-05T03:20:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T04:48:16.690+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;29th&lt;/span&gt; - nothing much. just went back to bs for traing with lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;30th&lt;/span&gt; - cldn't attend dinner at jerome's place 'cos of staff traing in bs. but, ended up... was cancelled. so played against ourselves. (: love my nets! haha. sotong wld understand i guess. wheee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1st&lt;/span&gt; - celebrated our dearest ilah's birthday at Park Hotel Swensens. was cool. get the photos here : &lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;"http://euunice.shutterfly.com"&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2nd&lt;/span&gt; - town-ing with mummy! was awesome and fun. haha. walked for like 3 whole hours from PS to Lucky Plaza. hah. bought my winter clothes. (: loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3rd&lt;/span&gt; - down with food poisoning. mummy was pretty worried. haha. the pain was rrly bad. literally cried when i sat beside her. hurhur. but, feelg much better now. (: plus filipinos came over to our place for break fast/dinner. wheets~ othniel loves laaaaaaa-eng with rice! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;4th&lt;/span&gt; - church. was on duty for lights. hah. my dear cell grp thought i wasn't in church tdy. cos told them on sat that i'm down with food poisoning. ended up taking photos. my gdness. cos gerry said, the cell grp's making me a scrapbook filled with photos for remembrance. hurhur. come to think of it.. i've barely 3weeks +/- left with everyone before i fly. gosh. gonna hafta start packg rrly soon. haha. plus church camp's on the way. (: 3-6june in JB! wheeets~ hope it'll be fun! haha. well, anyhoos... went town (yes, again) with parents. wheee~ bought some more winter clothes. lol. dad was like, some more? like that only ah? haha! mum on the other hand, sure? nothing else? aiyoh! my dears, its only for the time being! i'll settle everything on my own for the next 3yrs! haha. anyways, town-ing with parents was COOLIOS alright! hoho. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;other than that... guess tt's pretty much abt all tt i have for now. so yeahs, night 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/4020135939605967589-7381000394839396406?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/7381000394839396406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=7381000394839396406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/7381000394839396406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/7381000394839396406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/05/29th-nothing-much.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-3380637681377779581</id><published>2008-04-29T10:12:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T19:15:45.581+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alrightys, just an update for those who wants to know details about my flight. just managed to get it done just now. i'll be flying by Qantas Airways (QF). so yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Flight No: QF 0006&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;From: SINGAPORE, SINGAPORE (SIN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Departs: 7:50pm (Sun, Jun 8) - TERMINAL 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To: SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA (SYD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Arrives: 5:10am (Mon, Jun 9) - TERMINAL 1 INTERNATIONAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Duration: 7 hour(s) and 20 min(s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Flight No: QF 0045&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;From: SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA (SYD) - TERMINAL 1 INTERNATIONAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Departs: 8:35am (Mon, Jun 9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To: CHRISTCHURCH, NEW ZEALAND (CHC) - MAIN TERMINAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Arrives: 1:35pm (Mon, Jun 9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Duration: 3 hour(s) 00 min(s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and for everyone's info, my current hp line will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;terminated&lt;/span&gt; by 6.30pm on 8 june 2008, Sunday. so, y'all can delete my contact as off that timing. will i have a line in nz? yes, but i've gotta wait till everything's done and when i'm more or less settled down then i'll get a line. other than that, for the time being when i arrive Christchurch, i can only contact everyone via email. msn, can't promise. cos of the time difference. New Zealand is 4 hours FASTER than Singapore. so yeah. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos, tts about all (for now). ciaos! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! p/s: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;20th&lt;/span&gt; BIRTHDAY, MR.DARLIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hope you've had a splendid day! *someone's OLDER!* muahahahahahas. :p&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/4020135939605967589-3380637681377779581?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/3380637681377779581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=3380637681377779581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/3380637681377779581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/3380637681377779581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/04/alrightys-just-update-for-those-who.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-8945460726101680303</id><published>2008-04-27T18:48:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T07:37:05.035+13:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh hello! hahas. was totally flat when i reached granny's place last night, after celebrating our dear mr.darlie's advanced birthday at vivo swensens (photos on tt at the latter). hoho. had a pretty crazy rush frm morning till late afternoon. cause mr.chau sent our payment of reciepts to my inbox late morning ytd. so, got sham to get it printed and off to the embassy at ngee ann city. office closes at 3pm, so had to get everything done up, prepare my stuff and poof - *out of the house by 2pm, rushed to the main road, flagged dwn a cab*. surprisingly, it took only 25mins to reach ngee ann frm sembawang larhs. fast ayes? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ohwellies, in short... everything went smoothly and sham's &amp;amp; my student visa's approved (thank God). just praying hard for jai's. cause she had an op on her left knee before. so the embassy gotta send her medical report to their panel docs in nz for review before they can approve. well, anyway, mr.chau said as long as there's no screws in your body then its fine. [lol. now, tt... was funny]. haha. so yeah, she'll get her report like 3-4wks time. apart from that.. we'll be booking our flight end of this month already. will let you people know the confirmed itinerary once i get my ticket. *sigh, and everything's coming to an end*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyhoos, here's some shots of ytd's outg. enjoy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SBNXFkF9xII/AAAAAAAAAGw/0WIJqEQOWZ4/s1600-h/IMG_5261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193590548387972226" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SBNXFkF9xII/AAAAAAAAAGw/0WIJqEQOWZ4/s320/IMG_5261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's hitting the number 2 before us! hehe. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SBNYA0F9xJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/smJxgdECvoE/s1600-h/IMG_5262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193591566295221394" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SBNYA0F9xJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/smJxgdECvoE/s320/IMG_5262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spot the same pose? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SBNY70F9xKI/AAAAAAAAAHA/kkG6KExhAL4/s1600-h/IMG_5263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193592579907503266" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SBNY70F9xKI/AAAAAAAAAHA/kkG6KExhAL4/s320/IMG_5263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food, glorious food? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SBNZfkF9xLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/SpRe9jBxsAk/s1600-h/IMG_5268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193593194087826610" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SBNZfkF9xLI/AAAAAAAAAHI/SpRe9jBxsAk/s320/IMG_5268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jersey frm mr.smirker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SBNaykF9xMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/MhN3EhZQm60/s1600-h/IMG_5270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193594620016968898" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SBNaykF9xMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/MhN3EhZQm60/s320/IMG_5270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look str8 at the cam next time ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SBNboEF9xNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/-DyygXBEawk/s1600-h/IMG_5272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193595539139970258" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SBNboEF9xNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/-DyygXBEawk/s320/IMG_5272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY advanced 20th! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SBNeNkF9xOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/3BIE8hcWOGk/s1600-h/shm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193598382408320226" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SBNeNkF9xOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/3BIE8hcWOGk/s320/shm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught this after dinner. dumb but hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SBNe_EF9xPI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Z-xi0nv_Dd8/s1600-h/DSCF3177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193599232811844850" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SBNe_EF9xPI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Z-xi0nv_Dd8/s320/DSCF3177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;became an hougang-rian for a night with the 2 misters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SBNfrEF9xQI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3NeTZRXJw8E/s1600-h/DSCF3182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193599988726088962" style="" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SBNfrEF9xQI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3NeTZRXJw8E/s320/DSCF3182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their fav. spot? lol. darlie, smirker, saint e!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyhoos, had great fun with you two ok! (: gonna miss both of them and their nonsense soon. hurhur. ohwells, all good things come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okayys, guess tts abt it. off to bed. heee. night earthlings! (: &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/4020135939605967589-8945460726101680303?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/8945460726101680303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=8945460726101680303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/8945460726101680303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/8945460726101680303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-hello-hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HAUmHlnX6a0/SBNXFkF9xII/AAAAAAAAAGw/0WIJqEQOWZ4/s72-c/IMG_5261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-3929483387952734281</id><published>2008-04-23T16:27:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T18:36:42.865+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 still feel so sleepy and tired. heees. been a long time since i went back to school for traing with my lovelies + the new batch of juniors and, *ahem* pretty much of an unexpected loooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnng (and i mean, l-o-n-g!) conversation tt lasted like 4.5hrs?! hurhur. not sure if someone actually realised it? lol. but, yeah. it was nice talkg to you. have quite a bit in common too ayes? "hehehe" (ahhh, infected, infected. hahas!) :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways, traing was pretty much of a chaos yesterday tho'. ohwellies, won't blame my dear little captains. haha! nah, cause there were rrly a lot of new people. even we seniors, also don't know what to do. hurhur. but was nice getting back into the court again. hahas. managed to have a little get together during dinner at j8's mac. heh. love everyone okays! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyhoos, gotta go back and get a new FJM and "GLOSS" paint later. hurrr. spoilt one of it. so sad can. *sulks* ohwells, nvm. first and last time i'm doing it for them! hahahas. better appreciate it man. lols. oh,oh! guess we'll prolly have a great time this friday. (i hope) *secrets* hehe! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alrighteys, better get going. if not i won't have time to complete my FJMs! boooo... more updates on friday night! hahaha! byeee~&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/4020135939605967589-3929483387952734281?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/3929483387952734281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=3929483387952734281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/3929483387952734281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/3929483387952734281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-still-feel-so-sleepy-and-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020135939605967589.post-5775116001033276041</id><published>2008-04-21T17:35:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T02:37:33.765+12:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hello hello. (: euu_nice is back. been pretty busy with my stuff. settling things here and there. ohwellies.. 49 more days to D-day. just hope i'll be able to spend time with everyone before that. tts why i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; quit my job. pretty stressful as well. ask me, i'll tell you. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;other than that... i'm trying to get the 3 FJMs done before this coming sunday. hurhur. hope they'll like it. suppose to be only 1 FJM. but, i guessed that all 3 like ACs. so yeah, since i cldn't find any ACs in that shop, i had to get FJMs instead. well, i mean its still under the same family of ACs. hah. so, you 3 better don't complain! lol. i'm taking weeks to complete the paintg and all. hurhur. i find it so weird. all the same colour. aiyah, but its nice and classic. so shoot. its the thought that counts. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alright man, gotta get things out from my room by this week. and its a must! parents are startg to make noise. haha. its not as if you have a zillion and one things to clear right? blah blah blah. ohwell, parents will always be parents. hoooooooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh, ring me on my mobile if you want to catch me before i leave yarr? anyways, i can't keep my line. will be getting it terminated by 8 june, 6.30pm. huhu. so sad. i like that number. so easy to remember! blaaaaahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyhoos, guess thats about all. update some other time when i'm free. laters earthlings! (:&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/4020135939605967589-5775116001033276041?l=the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/feeds/5775116001033276041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4020135939605967589&amp;postID=5775116001033276041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/5775116001033276041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4020135939605967589/posts/default/5775116001033276041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-unspoken-thots.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>(yoonais)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08177167347360458246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
