<?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-7988310839015560870</id><updated>2012-02-17T10:39:24.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-5000137842020524517</id><published>2009-09-14T09:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T10:00:16.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dedication</title><content type='html'>For one of my educational psychology modules, I had to write a reflection on a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;negative experience&lt;/span&gt; I had with one of my teachers and what could the teacher have done differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first teacher that comes to mind: my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;JC maths teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's got to be the &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;most un-inspirationa&lt;/span&gt;l teacher ever. In fact, he's even more unmotivated than most of us were. It's amazing that I never even considered my nasty literature teacher as a subject of my reflection. He may be nasty but he's not exactly un-passionate about teaching (not that he's super passionate la..). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Mr&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/Sq2jQCj4dYI/AAAAAAAAARc/SjiaAzH677w/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381136625738216834" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/Sq2jQCj4dYI/AAAAAAAAARc/SjiaAzH677w/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for giving me the inspiration to start on my reflection :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-5000137842020524517?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/5000137842020524517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=5000137842020524517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/5000137842020524517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/5000137842020524517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2009/09/dedication.html' title='A Dedication'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/Sq2jQCj4dYI/AAAAAAAAARc/SjiaAzH677w/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-8914634161109512230</id><published>2009-08-06T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:11:10.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging Again</title><content type='html'>My blog has been inactive for a few months.. time to post something or it'll be just another dead blog. Just finished 5 weeks of attachment and I survived dealing with all the tortured souls. But kinda missing those &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cheeky buggers&lt;/span&gt; - they're really cute! Especially the ones in lower sec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although they're really adorable, I'm glad I still have 2 years before I graduate. Being a student is so much more fun! Less responsibility and I dont have to wake up at 6am everyday! 2 years will fly really quickly - just like my first 2 years in NIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's gonna reopen next week. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yay! I'm officially a student again!&lt;/span&gt; Not a 'cher, just a student haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-8914634161109512230?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/8914634161109512230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=8914634161109512230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/8914634161109512230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/8914634161109512230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogging-again.html' title='Blogging Again'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-4621560654627289511</id><published>2009-04-28T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:22:04.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funky Modules</title><content type='html'>Year 2, Sem 2 is officially over. Glad I survived an entire semester of funky modules where I had to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;history&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;history&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;write&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; reviews&lt;/span&gt; of book &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;reviews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;motivate&lt;/span&gt; myself to write my &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;motivation&lt;/span&gt; essay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;acquire&lt;/span&gt; the concepts of language &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;acquisition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what other interesting modules will they come up with next semester&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-4621560654627289511?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/4621560654627289511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=4621560654627289511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/4621560654627289511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/4621560654627289511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2009/04/funky-modules.html' title='Funky Modules'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-7286343618455391738</id><published>2009-03-03T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T00:43:50.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Squeaky</title><content type='html'>Had to transcribe a conversation for my Analysing Text module and I realised that my voice is super &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;high-pitch&lt;/span&gt; and I sound so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whiny&lt;/span&gt;! OMG! I feel like slapping myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll try to make a conscious effort not to be so whiny and sound so bimbotic. Argh didn't realise that my voice's so irritating all this while&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-7286343618455391738?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/7286343618455391738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=7286343618455391738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/7286343618455391738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/7286343618455391738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2009/03/squeaky.html' title='Squeaky'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-2667747777503193687</id><published>2009-02-28T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:01:52.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna Freeze Time</title><content type='html'>Recess Week is almost over and I hardly did any work. All I did was &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;eat.sleep.eat.sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I spent more time on Youtube and Facebook than on my assignments. Now I'm starting to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PANIC&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want Recess Week to end. I love staying at home and waking up anytime I want. boo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-2667747777503193687?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/2667747777503193687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=2667747777503193687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/2667747777503193687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/2667747777503193687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2009/02/wanna-freeze-time.html' title='Wanna Freeze Time'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-2321537211248899258</id><published>2009-02-28T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T23:55:50.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singlish</title><content type='html'>Love this video! &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NIW8WfqoJUA"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know that Singlish can be so entertaining haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-2321537211248899258?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/2321537211248899258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=2321537211248899258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/2321537211248899258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/2321537211248899258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2009/02/singlish.html' title='Singlish'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-8704840299403787053</id><published>2009-02-21T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T00:52:02.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesser of Two Evils</title><content type='html'>Today I almost had to make a very important decision:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To be knocked down by a car&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;be ripped apart like a chicken wing by a huge dog&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what happened: I was waiting by the traffic light when a HUGE dog that's probably half my size came. It may be on a leash but it looked like it could overpower its owner and rip me apart like chicken wing! I was scared to death and was seriously contemplating dashing across the road. The only thing stopping me was the thought that the dog might not find my skinny legs appetizing while dashing across the road would definitely land me in a hospital or 6 feet under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if the dog had shown any indication of having me for dinner, I would sprint across the road. Somehow having a quick death or at worse broken bones and internal injuries seem like a better option than to be slowly ripped apart, limb by limb. Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully I did'nt tickle the dog's fancy or I'll be spending Recess Week in a hospital.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-8704840299403787053?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/8704840299403787053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=8704840299403787053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/8704840299403787053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/8704840299403787053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2009/02/lesser-of-two-evils.html' title='Lesser of Two Evils'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-3168322941637941046</id><published>2009-02-15T16:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T16:12:24.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Motivation takes place when time abandons you and deadline comes near (Wanxuan, 2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I know I'm getting the referencing all wrong but isn't this so much better? If I had put (Lim, 2009), most likely you won't know which Lim I'm talking about. Maybe in Western context it's easier to identify you by your surname. There's very few Pitts around but tons of Brads. But in Asian context, there's so many Lims but very few Wanxuans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They need a new referencing system for Asians.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-3168322941637941046?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/3168322941637941046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=3168322941637941046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/3168322941637941046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/3168322941637941046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2009/02/words-of-wisdom.html' title='Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-1787186265707369010</id><published>2009-02-12T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T23:05:29.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Tired</title><content type='html'>This semester's timetable is taking a toll on me. It's the worst ever! A 5-day week's quite endurable but it really sucks when for 4 out of 5 days, I start at either 8.30 or 9.30am and only end at 4.30 or 5.30pm. By the time I reach home, shower, have dinner, rest for a while, it's already 9pm. Waking up at 6am is just torturous. Sadly Wednesday seems to be the only humane day. Can't wait for this semester to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next sem, I wish for a humane timetable. Either start early and end early; or start late and end late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-1787186265707369010?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/1787186265707369010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=1787186265707369010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/1787186265707369010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/1787186265707369010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2009/02/dead-tired.html' title='Dead Tired'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-1380819552302961694</id><published>2009-01-07T10:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T11:15:16.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mugger Invasion</title><content type='html'>Had a few hours of break on the first day of school so I went to the library - to gossip, a tradition I had since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt;. But I was surprised to see people borrowing tons of books and reading them! It's only the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;first day on school! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288383580923123842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SWQc2QjuWII/AAAAAAAAAQw/s5V5BoVcp-s/s320/DSC00149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I managed to get a pic of the table behind me. Look at the number of books! And there's only 1 person sitting there. I doubt that he can even borrow all those books anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I started panicking and started searching for History books but surprise surprise, all the books in my reading list are loaned out. Only managed to get one but it's not the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;last est&lt;/span&gt; edition. At least that's better than nothing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haiz&lt;/span&gt;... now I know why my GPA sucks. People start mugging on the first day of school while I only start a few days before the exams.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-1380819552302961694?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/1380819552302961694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=1380819552302961694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/1380819552302961694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/1380819552302961694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2009/01/mugger-invasion.html' title='Mugger Invasion'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SWQc2QjuWII/AAAAAAAAAQw/s5V5BoVcp-s/s72-c/DSC00149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-8561138022279957421</id><published>2008-12-28T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T00:44:47.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Edward</title><content type='html'>I'm starting on the 4th book of the &lt;em&gt;Twilight &lt;/em&gt;series, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;No one's really sure, except maybe Stephenie Meyer, but &lt;em&gt;Breaking Dawn &lt;/em&gt;could possibly be the last book of the series, which mean I'm 754 pages away from the conclusion of the story. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm completely addicted to the series all because of Edward Cullen. He's like Superman + Spiderman + Flash + Romeo + Adonis (trust me, I'm not exaggerating). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forget about Prince Charming sweeping me off my feet, I'm waiting for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284510003463140562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SVZZ2YBrNNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/eAmRlHPNugo/s320/edward+cullen.bmp" border="0" /&gt;                                                               love his smile =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284510007854748466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SVZZ2oYt0zI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YfQd6iOeh4Y/s320/edward+cullen+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;   He looks super pale here but he's a vampire afterall. Pale is the new tan haha                     &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/7988310839015560870-8561138022279957421?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/8561138022279957421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=8561138022279957421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/8561138022279957421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/8561138022279957421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/12/team-edward.html' title='Team Edward'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SVZZ2YBrNNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/eAmRlHPNugo/s72-c/edward+cullen.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-4996911768955231203</id><published>2008-12-13T12:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:40:21.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I succumbed to temptation yesterday and finally bought what I've always wanted for so long. I've checked out the online catalogue a million times that when I went to the store yesterday, everything looks so familiar and I could even estimate the price in US$ haha. And for some reason I just can't get the song, &lt;em&gt;My Favourite Things, &lt;/em&gt;out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Silver white winters that melt into springs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;These are a few of my favorite things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279128827200491282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SUM7ssTPTxI/AAAAAAAAAQI/g7ytxbAWJ4k/s320/DSC00327.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Red bow! It's Xmas afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279128834660929954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SUM7tIF8kaI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/YC_xnPLMDXw/s320/DSC00329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279128840618114898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SUM7teSP_1I/AAAAAAAAAQY/frapJNpkhfU/s320/DSC00330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Up next on my wishlist: maybe something from Harry Winston haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-4996911768955231203?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/4996911768955231203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=4996911768955231203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/4996911768955231203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/4996911768955231203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-favorite-things.html' title='My Favorite Things'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SUM7ssTPTxI/AAAAAAAAAQI/g7ytxbAWJ4k/s72-c/DSC00327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-1889518087065218345</id><published>2008-12-10T20:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:37:58.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My hamster will be moving soon! While trying to dismantle its cage, I accidentally broke it and my mom got super paranoid - she's worried that my hamster would escape and start nibbling everything in its path. So I got a new cage from Pet Safari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/ST-xwGGKj5I/AAAAAAAAAOw/XM3z4dCrvuo/s1600-h/DSC00323.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278138704798460194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/ST-3L-7AqSI/AAAAAAAAAPA/AMKKdrwFkfc/s320/1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A pretty pink cage! A 2-storey house for a hamster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/ST-xwZUKmGI/AAAAAAAAAO4/cJzI0EKOFAI/s1600-h/DSC00324.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278139029195105762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/ST-3e3ZMpeI/AAAAAAAAAPI/-uDgvtA8Zls/s320/2" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;There's a mini-maze at the back of the cage for the hamster to entertain itself&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-1889518087065218345?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/1889518087065218345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=1889518087065218345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/1889518087065218345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/1889518087065218345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/12/were-moving.html' title='New Home'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/ST-3L-7AqSI/AAAAAAAAAPA/AMKKdrwFkfc/s72-c/1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-7296553340508260116</id><published>2008-12-10T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:03:56.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheated!</title><content type='html'>I went to a Thai-Chinese restaurant and ordered a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sliced &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt; chicken fried rice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but what I got was &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;diced&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bbd&lt;/span&gt; chicken fried rice. Their menu was meant to deceive others. Hello, there's a difference between SLICED and DICED &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;? And I seriously doubt that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;minuscule&lt;/span&gt; cubic thing scattered on my fried rice is even BBQ chicken. It doesn't even taste like chicken! It's some rubbery, almost-translucent thing that they tried to pass off as BBQ chicken. They should just name the dish diced rubbery-textured-thingy fried rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-7296553340508260116?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/7296553340508260116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=7296553340508260116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/7296553340508260116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/7296553340508260116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/12/cheated.html' title='Cheated!'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-8297395339168374486</id><published>2008-11-29T16:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:00:06.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kylie Minogue</title><content type='html'>Went for Kylie Minogue concert on Tuesday. Super fun although it only started at 9 when it's supposed to start at 8. Nearly died waiting but it was worth it. Can't stop listening to her songs now he&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/STD71PY3ftI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/uERMqCPHCfY/s1600-h/dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/STD71NhgojI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6b68sHmXuw4/s1600-h/dinner3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/STD70uMSYBI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Z6oRF-f5nmE/s1600-h/dinner2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278142574453937394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/ST-6tOgxVPI/AAAAAAAAAPY/eqruR_WXIJ8/s320/DSC00282.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278142580051169538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/ST-6tjXQUQI/AAAAAAAAAPg/IRZNylEXcwk/s320/DSC00285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278142590281412914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/ST-6uJeVcTI/AAAAAAAAAPo/bZhKVT0vEu4/s320/DSC00291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at NYDC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/STD8QZtlUnI/AAAAAAAAAK4/qW9ECoCehKs/s1600-h/kylie4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278145075761531874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/ST-8-0m-S-I/AAAAAAAAAPw/W5nXlMz6Lnk/s320/DSC00314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278145095437501890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/ST-8_96FxcI/AAAAAAAAAQA/TRPoi4ojSk0/s320/DSC00316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278145086917038194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/ST-8_eKp0HI/AAAAAAAAAP4/QXs7alqrsaw/s320/DSC00315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/STD8QMQDsEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/1udrqYs3UaU/s1600-h/kylie.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kylie Minogue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... my camera really sucks. But I'm not into photography so there's no point in getting a super cool professional camera. Doubt I know how to use a professional camera anyway =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/STD8QE9EXuI/AAAAAAAAAKo/VmWSSzhlwlk/s1600-h/kylie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-8297395339168374486?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/8297395339168374486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=8297395339168374486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/8297395339168374486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/8297395339168374486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/11/kylie-minogue.html' title='Kylie Minogue'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/ST-6tOgxVPI/AAAAAAAAAPY/eqruR_WXIJ8/s72-c/DSC00282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-5074202799691167319</id><published>2008-11-24T21:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:36:10.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Searching For a Happily Ever After</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went for the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Disney Three Princesses&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;show on Saturday. Disney songs are so romantic and now I'm super inspired to search for a &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;happily ever after&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I realised that it's so hard to take pictures when the performers are moving on stage. Everything looks so blurry. Now I can definitely rule out taking a photography module next sem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272214778316869506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SSqraFEkT4I/AAAAAAAAAKA/txxdgDpdPk4/s320/snow+white.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Snow White &amp;amp; the Seven Dwarfs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272214771757021442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SSqrZsok-QI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Ka5Eo2yNECg/s320/sleeping+beauty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cinderella &amp;amp; her Prince &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272214354303899986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SSqrBZf_2VI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Gb0uN41fBhA/s320/beauty+and+the+beast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty &amp;amp; the Beast&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272214762372654658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SSqrZJrK5kI/AAAAAAAAAJw/jcVy_ZUolCw/s320/mickey+n+gang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E &amp;amp; gang&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272214738209716514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SSqrXvqRuSI/AAAAAAAAAJo/D_2cEyuadrg/s320/happily+ever+after.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Happily Ever After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-5074202799691167319?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/5074202799691167319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=5074202799691167319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/5074202799691167319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/5074202799691167319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/11/searching-for-happily-ever-after.html' title='Searching For a Happily Ever After'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SSqraFEkT4I/AAAAAAAAAKA/txxdgDpdPk4/s72-c/snow+white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-6985228721821528327</id><published>2008-10-12T13:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T14:09:14.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Britney's back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SPGUOkLCwCI/AAAAAAAAAJY/vNcO0FaHGtI/s1600-h/britney-spears-b_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256145218067152930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SPGUOkLCwCI/AAAAAAAAAJY/vNcO0FaHGtI/s320/britney-spears-b_9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Britney's&lt;/span&gt; new single, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Womanizer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! And heart her new video: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8NiGqVqFOsU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8NiGqVqFOsU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's so hot in the video! It's a million times better than her &lt;em&gt;Gimme More &lt;/em&gt;video. She looks a lot better and she dances better! Can't wait for the album to be released on 2 Dec! Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-6985228721821528327?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/6985228721821528327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=6985228721821528327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/6985228721821528327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/6985228721821528327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/10/britneys-back.html' title='Britney&apos;s back!'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SPGUOkLCwCI/AAAAAAAAAJY/vNcO0FaHGtI/s72-c/britney-spears-b_9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-135838962712276117</id><published>2008-09-21T19:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T23:01:06.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamster!</title><content type='html'>Yay I bought a new hamster today. Shall take good care of it so it won't go to hamster heaven anytime soon. I've decided to name it Chanel (seriously, I can't think of anything better). Here are the pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248438188289349810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SNYyuY6U2LI/AAAAAAAAAI4/lcugekhDD6I/s320/DSC00190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Small animal carrier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248439336425810306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SNYzxODY6YI/AAAAAAAAAJA/9S_ki7A-jvI/s320/DSC00191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;small hamster, big box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248440227869650994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SNY0lG8KcDI/AAAAAAAAAJI/t5uUIVJr9Yw/s320/DSC00195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's new home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-135838962712276117?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/135838962712276117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=135838962712276117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/135838962712276117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/135838962712276117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/09/hamster.html' title='Hamster!'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SNYyuY6U2LI/AAAAAAAAAI4/lcugekhDD6I/s72-c/DSC00190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-5102820702828099297</id><published>2008-09-21T19:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T19:31:18.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Armani</title><content type='html'>I've finally managed to find some time to upload pictures of Armani. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;ARMANI: 4 AUGUST 2008 - 25 AUGUST 2008&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248432965214821314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SNYt-XcUW8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/LQc6GjTaJKo/s320/DSC00184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248434460690499778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SNYvVahgSMI/AAAAAAAAAIg/VQvCf7SWm-U/s320/DSC00185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248435603594537058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SNYwX8LD6GI/AAAAAAAAAIo/orxKbAuN0iQ/s320/DSC00188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-5102820702828099297?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/5102820702828099297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=5102820702828099297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/5102820702828099297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/5102820702828099297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/09/armani.html' title='Armani'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SNYt-XcUW8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/LQc6GjTaJKo/s72-c/DSC00184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-5273844769965830353</id><published>2008-08-26T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:35:12.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragic Loss</title><content type='html'>I think I'm not meant to be a pet owner. Yesterday morning I was stunned to see my new hamster lying motionless in its cage. It was only a month old! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; figure out what caused its untimely death - my mum thought that my hamster choked on its food but I'm not convinced. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haiz&lt;/span&gt;... I lost two hamsters in a month =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-5273844769965830353?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/5273844769965830353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=5273844769965830353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/5273844769965830353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/5273844769965830353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/08/goodbye-hamster.html' title='Tragic Loss'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-409152647145018565</id><published>2008-08-23T07:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T08:11:45.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleak Future</title><content type='html'>On wednesday, I've run out of things to do so my friend and I went to have our fortunes told at my school's bazaar. Mostly, I only went for entertainment - I'm kind of interested to hear what he has to say. Besides, I have lots of lines on my palm so I think it's worth the money since he has A LOT to analyse. Anyway here's what he had to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too sensitive - true&lt;br /&gt;too panicky - true&lt;br /&gt;very clumsy - very true&lt;br /&gt;kaypoh - true&lt;br /&gt;workaholic - me? workaholic? is he for real?&lt;br /&gt;perfectionist - don't really agree with that either&lt;br /&gt;has lots of money-making ideas - ideas-&gt;yes. but they have yet to make me any money :(&lt;br /&gt;materialistic - he mentioned that I have to marry some rich guy who can satisfy my materialism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;love triangle - the horror!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will marry late - don't mind&lt;br /&gt;must take care of lungs - thank god I don't smoke&lt;br /&gt;will have a quick death -don't mind that either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since some of his analysis of my personality wasn't accurate, I doubt that his predictions will be all that accurate too - luckily. I'm a bit disappointed that he didn't predict my GPA for this semester haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-409152647145018565?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/409152647145018565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=409152647145018565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/409152647145018565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/409152647145018565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/08/bleak-future.html' title='Bleak Future'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-5103349867998489981</id><published>2008-08-04T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:21:36.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fruitful Day</title><content type='html'>After searching for more than 48 hours, I've given up any hope of finding Tinkerbell again. So I bought a baby hamster and named it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Armani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. It's so cute! I'll upload a pic of it soon :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is also the first day of the new semester and after 3 months of holiday, I've forgotten the layout of the school! It actually took me some time to locate the LTs. It's great to finally have something to do after 3 months of slacking but I'm stressed out just by looking at the reading list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-5103349867998489981?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/5103349867998489981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=5103349867998489981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/5103349867998489981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/5103349867998489981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/08/fruitful-day.html' title='Fruitful Day'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-6565568177023507933</id><published>2008-08-04T21:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:10:41.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Escape</title><content type='html'>It's more than 48 hours since Tinkerbell was last seen in its cage. I seriously doubt that what little food it stored in its cheeks is enough to last for 2 days. Hopefully it's able to find its own food and &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SJcM_-OGpPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Iam3DviiV_Y/s1600-h/DSC00180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230663785387566322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SJcM_-OGpPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Iam3DviiV_Y/s320/DSC00180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;stay away from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vicious&lt;/span&gt; carnivorous cats! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SJcMWgWAUaI/AAAAAAAAAII/u5M07ygxwpA/s1600-h/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SJcMWgWAUaI/AAAAAAAAAII/u5M07ygxwpA/s1600-h/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SJcMWgWAUaI/AAAAAAAAAII/u5M07ygxwpA/s1600-h/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SJcMWgWAUaI/AAAAAAAAAII/u5M07ygxwpA/s1600-h/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SJcMWgWAUaI/AAAAAAAAAII/u5M07ygxwpA/s1600-h/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SJcMWgWAUaI/AAAAAAAAAII/u5M07ygxwpA/s1600-h/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230663072993005986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SJcMWgWAUaI/AAAAAAAAAII/u5M07ygxwpA/s320/DSC00004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come home soon&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/7988310839015560870-6565568177023507933?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/6565568177023507933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=6565568177023507933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/6565568177023507933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/6565568177023507933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/08/great-escape.html' title='The Great Escape'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SJcM_-OGpPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Iam3DviiV_Y/s72-c/DSC00180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-923853254141638657</id><published>2008-07-08T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:53:22.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sticking To It</title><content type='html'>I went to a secondary school for practicum today. The school is quite near my house but there's no direct bus there so I had to alight at some isolated bus-stop and followed the students - thank god for school uniforms! I was quite surprised that secondary school kids can be quite entertaining although they're not as adorable and cute as those in primary school. Now I doubt that I'll be switching to the primary track.&lt;br /&gt;Had lots of fun today except that the school didn't provide trainees with a timetable so we spent most of the time roaming around the school in search of a class to observe. Hopefully tomorrow will be a fruitful day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-923853254141638657?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/923853254141638657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=923853254141638657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/923853254141638657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/923853254141638657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/07/sticking-to-it.html' title='Sticking To It'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-3145671656982451043</id><published>2008-07-05T01:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T01:45:09.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute kids</title><content type='html'>I just ended my practicum in a primary school yesterday. It feels so good to be taller than 2/3 of the school population! I'm starting to regret choosing the secondary track. Primary school kids are so cute!! They're always clapping away (11 claps, silent clap...) They're just adorable. There's this cute English-Malay boy in my P2 class. He's so cheeky and hyper. Haha more Singaporeans should marry angmohs and have cute kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought that teaching in a primary school can be so much fun! I'm going to miss all the clapping...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-3145671656982451043?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/3145671656982451043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=3145671656982451043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/3145671656982451043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/3145671656982451043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/07/cute-kids.html' title='Cute kids'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-6537068971635573177</id><published>2008-06-30T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T23:08:29.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute little angels?</title><content type='html'>I survived my first day of practicum in a primary school - no bruises; no scars. Had a few lessons with the P1s and they're so cute! They're super hyper and they'll end up doing some funny things in class. Kinds of make me wish that I'm in the primary track instead &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of depressing that some of the upper &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pri&lt;/span&gt; kids are even taller than me. What are their parents feeding them? The height difference will be even more obvious when I go to a secondary school next week. Really looking forward to it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-6537068971635573177?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/6537068971635573177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=6537068971635573177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/6537068971635573177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/6537068971635573177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/06/cute-little-angels.html' title='Cute little angels?'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-1251514468448595866</id><published>2008-06-21T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T00:45:03.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deja Vu</title><content type='html'>Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I experienced &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;deja&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vu&lt;/span&gt; twice in a day! I swear I had the exact same conversation. It's like someone clicked on rewind and you have to re-live life all over again without you knowing it but somehow an event will strike you as familiar. Or maybe it's like a prophecy and for a brief moment you had a glimpse of the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, it's really cool to have the ability to undo the past or predict the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-1251514468448595866?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/1251514468448595866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=1251514468448595866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/1251514468448595866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/1251514468448595866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/06/deja-vu.html' title='Deja Vu'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-3992909016762880773</id><published>2008-06-02T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T00:46:55.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spending way too much</title><content type='html'>I've been spending a lot this school holiday - especially on clothes and food. Spending too much on food also means that I've been eating a lot! And to make it worse, I don't exercise at all. I really really need to start exercising regularly or my arteries will be clogged up before school reopen. And I need to stop spending so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-3992909016762880773?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/3992909016762880773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=3992909016762880773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/3992909016762880773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/3992909016762880773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/06/spending-way-too-much.html' title='Spending way too much'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-5264452004736969109</id><published>2008-05-17T20:01:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T20:41:32.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nanthini's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SC7RzjgzoCI/AAAAAAAAAIA/jRjTc9QRJLs/s1600-h/DSC00158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201325303295877154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SC7RzjgzoCI/AAAAAAAAAIA/jRjTc9QRJLs/s320/DSC00158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an early celebration for Nanthini's birthday yesterday. Had dinner at Marche where we had to queue for about 20 mins!! But the food was really nice so it was kind of worth it. Didn't know what to do for the rest of the evening, so I became paparazzi for the day and we were cam-whoring the entire evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SC7Q-zgzoBI/AAAAAAAAAH4/XmxlZB4ZOqo/s1600-h/DSC00161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201324397057777682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SC7Q-zgzoBI/AAAAAAAAAH4/XmxlZB4ZOqo/s320/DSC00161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SC7Osjgzn_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/afajHxb4YdQ/s1600-h/DSC00171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201321884501909490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SC7Osjgzn_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/afajHxb4YdQ/s320/DSC00171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SC7OKzgzn-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/iw5Y53oE6jc/s1600-h/DSC00167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201321304681324514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SC7OKzgzn-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/iw5Y53oE6jc/s320/DSC00167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-5264452004736969109?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/5264452004736969109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=5264452004736969109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/5264452004736969109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/5264452004736969109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/05/nanthinis-birthday.html' title='Nanthini&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SC7RzjgzoCI/AAAAAAAAAIA/jRjTc9QRJLs/s72-c/DSC00158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-4751820705206983780</id><published>2008-05-17T19:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T19:54:35.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>James Blunt</title><content type='html'>Went for James Blunt concert on Tuesday. It was really fun but I didn't get super high cos I'm not a really huge fan and the only song I know is &lt;em&gt;You're Beautiful.&lt;/em&gt; Didn't manage to take a pic of him performing though cos we're not sitting anywhere near the stage and I didn't bring a camera. My hp camera's not that powerful to zoom so all it managed to capture was the image of a few people the size of ants, performing on stage. But it's powerful enough to capture our face&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SC7FtTgzn4I/AAAAAAAAAGw/s1RXppmq-x4/s1600-h/DSC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201312001782161282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="236" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SC7FtTgzn4I/AAAAAAAAAGw/s1RXppmq-x4/s320/DSC00068.JPG" width="316" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-4751820705206983780?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/4751820705206983780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=4751820705206983780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/4751820705206983780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/4751820705206983780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/05/james-blunt.html' title='James Blunt'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SC7FtTgzn4I/AAAAAAAAAGw/s1RXppmq-x4/s72-c/DSC00068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-5150980449173344237</id><published>2008-05-14T17:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T17:05:57.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandy Moore - Umbrella</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/BMB6YOWzQMY' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/BMB6YOWzQMY'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Think this version is a lot better than the original :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-5150980449173344237?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/5150980449173344237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=5150980449173344237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/5150980449173344237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/5150980449173344237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/05/mandy-moore-umbrella.html' title='Mandy Moore - Umbrella'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-8423076030809189912</id><published>2008-04-26T00:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T08:49:37.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phew!</title><content type='html'>I nearly had a heart attack this evening. When I got home, I realised that I left my handphone in the taxi. I called my number again and again but no one's picking up. I thought someone must have taken my phone by then. Finally the driver answered and said that he'll return my phone to me after he dropped off his passenger. I guess he must have picked a few more passengers along the way cos I only got my phone back 2 hours later but I'm not complaining. I'm just happy to be reunited with my beloved. And the driver's super sweet :) He actually drove to my house just to send me the phone aww... He turned on the metre but I think that's only fair. Afterall he's working at that time. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really cute. The driver told me that I'm super lucky cos when I called his passenger was an old lady and when my phone kept ringing and ringing, she didn't pick it up. He realised that some old woman couldn't possibly have such a funky ringtone (Gimme More by Britney Spears). Phew! Lucky me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway my mum dragged me to Vivo City and I was cam-whoring the entire day. As usual, I ate a lot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SBIRJjPFuDI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7V2ukdWxPlM/s1600-h/DSC00135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193232176086628402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SBIRJjPFuDI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7V2ukdWxPlM/s320/DSC00135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drinking coffee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SBIR5zPFuEI/AAAAAAAAAGo/xTob9HMQo2k/s1600-h/DSC00143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193233005015316546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SBIR5zPFuEI/AAAAAAAAAGo/xTob9HMQo2k/s320/DSC00143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didn't know that this shot was taken. Now I know what I look like from the back =)&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/7988310839015560870-8423076030809189912?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/8423076030809189912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=8423076030809189912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/8423076030809189912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/8423076030809189912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-nearly-had-heart-attack-this-evening.html' title='Phew!'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/SBIRJjPFuDI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7V2ukdWxPlM/s72-c/DSC00135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-3769754668292222595</id><published>2008-04-25T00:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T21:41:44.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A great start</title><content type='html'>It's slightly past midnight - I've officially ended the 1st day of my school holiday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;whoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my mum today - she's been complaining that for the last few weeks, I've been too busy to go out with her. I was super depressed about my exams so I did lots and lots of retail &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;therapy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a massage at East Point to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-stress. It hurts! A lot! But felt a lot better after that so maybe the 45 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; of intense torture was worth it. Went to TM for some shopping after that. Since I was really really depressed, I bought a lot, a lot of stuff: a cardigan, perfume, moisturiser and shoes. Okay maybe that's not a lot. Shall go shopping again. Anyway TM changed a lot. Saw lots of new shops that didn't exist at a point when I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;spend&lt;/span&gt; more time in TM than in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tpjc&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-3769754668292222595?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/3769754668292222595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=3769754668292222595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/3769754668292222595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/3769754668292222595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/04/great-start.html' title='A great start'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-7611616238633418628</id><published>2008-04-23T18:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T18:06:43.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies</title><content type='html'>Sat for my last paper today. The exams are officially over!! It just dawned on me that year 1 is over. Time really really flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super sure that I do badly this sem. My papers are so close to each other - one paper per day! And my exams started days after my last assignment is due. Didn't have much time to prepare. And I didn't do well for my assignments this sem either. I'm not hoping to score. I'll be happy as long as I don't have to retake any modules.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-7611616238633418628?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/7611616238633418628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=7611616238633418628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/7611616238633418628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/7611616238633418628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/04/time-flies.html' title='Time flies'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-6986652423714887873</id><published>2008-03-25T05:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T05:37:52.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Britney Spears - Break the Ice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/-Z7wYtB0H00' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/-Z7wYtB0H00'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love the song!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-6986652423714887873?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/6986652423714887873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=6986652423714887873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/6986652423714887873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/6986652423714887873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/03/britney-spears-break-ice.html' title='Britney Spears - Break the Ice'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-1253435405224106628</id><published>2008-03-23T12:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T13:06:21.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Hamster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R-XlLZpZtLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bMzxpa7YPOM/s1600-h/2R76KKCA74AYNCCADGCJ11CA582UEECA2WJYJTCAD9VE1XCAC2DGSACA5SPP5KCATZOQXPCATW5MCLCAQE4BXGCAODZD7OCAWLWF0SCAG5D1M0CA9WPKZOCA8B3MUXCAY0ER2S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180798930385482930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R-XlLZpZtLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bMzxpa7YPOM/s320/2R76KKCA74AYNCCADGCJ11CA582UEECA2WJYJTCAD9VE1XCAC2DGSACA5SPP5KCATZOQXPCATW5MCLCAQE4BXGCAODZD7OCAWLWF0SCAG5D1M0CA9WPKZOCA8B3MUXCAY0ER2S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R-XlLZpZtMI/AAAAAAAAAGY/KDsJvNCCiwA/s1600-h/baby-hamster-robo-milk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180798930385482946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R-XlLZpZtMI/AAAAAAAAAGY/KDsJvNCCiwA/s320/baby-hamster-robo-milk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at those super cute baby hamsters! I wish cute furry animals will remain a baby forever. If I have my way, I'll buy these cute baby hamsters, give them away when they're old and buy another baby hamster. But that's a very, very irresponsible and evil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I have my way, I want a cute little puppy that I can stuff into my handbag! Maybe a chihuahua. But it's never going to happen. The only 'dog' I have is my Sim pet, Armani.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-1253435405224106628?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/1253435405224106628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=1253435405224106628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/1253435405224106628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/1253435405224106628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/03/baby-hamster.html' title='Baby Hamster'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R-XlLZpZtLI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bMzxpa7YPOM/s72-c/2R76KKCA74AYNCCADGCJ11CA582UEECA2WJYJTCAD9VE1XCAC2DGSACA5SPP5KCATZOQXPCATW5MCLCAQE4BXGCAODZD7OCAWLWF0SCAG5D1M0CA9WPKZOCA8B3MUXCAY0ER2S.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-2881177074802380181</id><published>2008-03-23T12:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T12:56:22.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retail Theraphy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R-Xi7JpZtKI/AAAAAAAAAGI/FCQLD-b7I0o/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180796452189353122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R-Xi7JpZtKI/AAAAAAAAAGI/FCQLD-b7I0o/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to save more money - so I can spend more! There's a lot of things I want to buy - a new laptop, shoes, clothes, bags...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I can find a job where I can earn more than I can spend. Or better still, I want to be a full-time shopaholic :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-2881177074802380181?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/2881177074802380181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=2881177074802380181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/2881177074802380181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/2881177074802380181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/03/retail-theraphy.html' title='Retail Theraphy'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R-Xi7JpZtKI/AAAAAAAAAGI/FCQLD-b7I0o/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-4393507082821943394</id><published>2008-03-14T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:22:37.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Tutor!!</title><content type='html'>When Sooling told me that this particular tutor was as bad as my lit teacher in JC, I had a bad impression of him even before he began teaching me. So far this semester, I thought he was quite ok but I was always expecting him to suddenly evolve into another Reynolds - until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On wednesday, he told us that we'll be having a lecture this week, not tutorial, implying that lessons will start at 8.30. But for some reason, I'm completely convinced that lessons start at 9.30. So when Aini sms-ed me at 8.50 and told me class already started, I nearly had a heart attack in the MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then me and 2 other blur classmates when to his office at 9.30 to appologise for the confusion. All along, I was expecting him to chop us into a million pieces (bear in mind that I already have this impression of him as another version of Hitler). But I guess we must have looked damn pale or something cos he told us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's ok, I don't hold it against you. You can sign the attendance list if it makes you feel any better. Besides the lecture today is not a tutorial topic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!! He's super, super nice. He's my fav tutor - ever!!! Shall buy him a present on tutor day or something. And I shall attempt to study super hard for his exams :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-4393507082821943394?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/4393507082821943394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=4393507082821943394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/4393507082821943394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/4393507082821943394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-favorite-tutor.html' title='My Favorite Tutor!!'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-4279071299725185082</id><published>2008-03-14T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T23:11:28.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foreign Language</title><content type='html'>A rather interesting conversation took place today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hema: What is HTML?&lt;br /&gt;Me     : Dunno. That is not a language that I speak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-4279071299725185082?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/4279071299725185082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=4279071299725185082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/4279071299725185082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/4279071299725185082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/03/foreign-language.html' title='Foreign Language'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-7157223878366049310</id><published>2008-03-06T01:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T01:04:19.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not worth the wait</title><content type='html'>Waiting is a trap. There will always be reasons to wait. The truth is, there are only 2 things in life - reasons and results. Well reasons simply don't count&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-7157223878366049310?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/7157223878366049310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=7157223878366049310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/7157223878366049310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/7157223878366049310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/03/not-worth-wait.html' title='Not worth the wait'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-8037662173461990052</id><published>2008-02-28T18:19:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T19:58:06.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ancient Pornography?</title><content type='html'>I finally went to the Greek masterpieces exhibition at the national museum with Seeming and Aini. Once again we flashed our matric card and managed to get in for free - which is why we keep going to the museum this year. I feel so cultured!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8abPtj7RhI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yk5hBBhYA0U/s1600-h/DSC00118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171991916312217106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8abPtj7RhI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yk5hBBhYA0U/s320/DSC00118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the first few exhibits you see when you first enter the gallery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aasNj7RgI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zUtsVklJJgQ/s1600-h/DSC00119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171991306426861058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aasNj7RgI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zUtsVklJJgQ/s320/DSC00119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo a lion - it's very Singapore haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aaNdj7RfI/AAAAAAAAAFU/VE2HptV26uw/s1600-h/DSC00120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171990778145883634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aaNdj7RfI/AAAAAAAAAFU/VE2HptV26uw/s320/DSC00120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ancient mirror. There's no way the women back then could fit this huge, heavy mirror into their handbag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aWDtj7RbI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zO01DXQ-ZYY/s1600-h/DSC00122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171986212595647922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aWDtj7RbI/AAAAAAAAAE0/zO01DXQ-ZYY/s320/DSC00122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An athelete with a discus. Did they exercise naked back then? Running must have been uncomfortable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aVhdj7RaI/AAAAAAAAAEs/c1V7uZ6VQf0/s1600-h/DSC00123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171985624185128354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aVhdj7RaI/AAAAAAAAAEs/c1V7uZ6VQf0/s320/DSC00123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aUxNj7RZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Rbw-3KjMbag/s1600-h/DSC00124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171984795256440210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aUxNj7RZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Rbw-3KjMbag/s320/DSC00124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ancient art or ancient pornography? What's that between his left arm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aTjNj7RYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/DdfNztf9434/s1600-h/DSC00125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171983455226643842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aTjNj7RYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/DdfNztf9434/s320/DSC00125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aTBNj7RXI/AAAAAAAAAEU/pwEpgFzYOFQ/s1600-h/DSC00126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171982871111091570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aTBNj7RXI/AAAAAAAAAEU/pwEpgFzYOFQ/s320/DSC00126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a reflection of me taking this picture! Perhaps I should suggest to the museum to use non-reflective glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aSddj7RWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/iwt92-kjTGw/s1600-h/DSC00127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171982256930768226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aSddj7RWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/iwt92-kjTGw/s320/DSC00127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this! It looks like the woman is trying to push the huge stone onto the guy's head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aR9Nj7RVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/rvuhm2KifRQ/s1600-h/DSC00128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171981702879987026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aR9Nj7RVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/rvuhm2KifRQ/s320/DSC00128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't resist! I had to take a picture of his butt (previously on my heritage trail I took a picture of a peacock's butt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aRRdj7RUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rBwYjNGbm5k/s1600-h/DSC00129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171980951260710210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aRRdj7RUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rBwYjNGbm5k/s320/DSC00129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for the front view (with Aini censoring some parts)&lt;br /&gt;If I remember correctly this is a statue of aphrodite's husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aQydj7RTI/AAAAAAAAAD0/XXVwkyh_9ZM/s1600-h/DSC00130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171980418684765490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aQydj7RTI/AAAAAAAAAD0/XXVwkyh_9ZM/s320/DSC00130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Aphrodite (Venus) - the Greek goddess of love&lt;br /&gt;(Actually when I first looked at the top half, I thought it was a guy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aQVNj7RSI/AAAAAAAAADs/0kzvdvs4MBU/s1600-h/DSC00131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171979916173591842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aQVNj7RSI/AAAAAAAAADs/0kzvdvs4MBU/s320/DSC00131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eros - the Greek god of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aPp9j7RRI/AAAAAAAAADk/77NB0CbM8LA/s1600-h/DSC00132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171979173144249618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aPp9j7RRI/AAAAAAAAADk/77NB0CbM8LA/s320/DSC00132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aPB9j7RQI/AAAAAAAAADc/947_oyzYwZQ/s1600-h/DSC00133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171978485949482242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aPB9j7RQI/AAAAAAAAADc/947_oyzYwZQ/s320/DSC00133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another image of Venus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was expecting to see more Greek pieces. Guess I have to go to the Louvre to see more. I want to study ancient Greek or ancient Roman history! They're so interesting. Haiz too bad such modules are not offered in my school. At least studying ancient China was fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8aN_9j7ROI/AAAAAAAAADM/tVXSX63QQqI/s1600-h/DSC00118.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-8037662173461990052?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/8037662173461990052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=8037662173461990052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/8037662173461990052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/8037662173461990052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/02/did-ancient-greeks-walk-around-naked.html' title='Ancient Pornography?'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R8abPtj7RhI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yk5hBBhYA0U/s72-c/DSC00118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-6918320105891974491</id><published>2008-02-24T00:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T00:13:00.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GESL is over</title><content type='html'>Had my GESL presentation yesterday. Finally GESL is over!! It's very time-consuming and you'll only end up with a Pass/Fail grade. No more meetings :)&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Wanxuan on Wednesday for dinner. We talked about lots of random things like the merlion. Ran into Ying Seah and Eileen at Century Square. It's so funny cos Ying Seah was standing right in front of me and I didn't even realise that it's her until a few seconds later. I'm only capable of writing super short, simplistic sentences now - I'm super sleepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-6918320105891974491?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/6918320105891974491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=6918320105891974491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/6918320105891974491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/6918320105891974491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/02/gesl-is-over.html' title='GESL is over'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-3904969299458209877</id><published>2008-02-17T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T01:43:56.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Strategy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Gone are the days when I try to come up with a business plan. Having outgrown that phase of my life, I now have a new strategy to strike it rich. Wanxuan came up with this interesting quote: &lt;em&gt;cynicism prepares you for life's cruelty.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've decided to write a book on that and when I become a teacher, I'll make sure the book ends up on the compulsory reading list. Than I can get my NIE friends to force their students to buy the book as well. Considering that we are rather optimistic for a bunch of cynics, Wanxuan coined a new term to describe us: &lt;em&gt;new generation cynics. &lt;/em&gt;Perhaps we can write a book on that too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll earn enough money to buy pretty things like a pair of Manolo Blahnik shoes. Life is beautiful&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R7cgYw9VYII/AAAAAAAAACo/ladrm3CwTQE/s1600-h/manolo+blahnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167634707262038146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R7cgYw9VYII/AAAAAAAAACo/ladrm3CwTQE/s320/manolo+blahnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R7cgag9VYJI/AAAAAAAAACw/rZz-azhfrQ4/s1600-h/manolo+shoes!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167634737326809234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R7cgag9VYJI/AAAAAAAAACw/rZz-azhfrQ4/s320/manolo+shoes!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-3904969299458209877?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/3904969299458209877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=3904969299458209877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/3904969299458209877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/3904969299458209877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-strategy.html' title='New Strategy'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R7cgYw9VYII/AAAAAAAAACo/ladrm3CwTQE/s72-c/manolo+blahnik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-7150687909682942283</id><published>2008-02-10T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T18:30:56.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I'm Sleeping</title><content type='html'>Essay fairy, please help me write my essays. I'll bribe you or reward you with milk and cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-7150687909682942283?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/7150687909682942283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=7150687909682942283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/7150687909682942283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/7150687909682942283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/02/when-im-sleeping.html' title='When I&apos;m Sleeping'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-8876932924114421149</id><published>2008-02-04T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T14:01:34.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foreign Talent</title><content type='html'>Yay E-learning week is here! I don't have to travel to the other end of Singapore for an entire week. Wanxuan came up with this theory that the China professors need to go back to China and that's why we have E-learning week. If that's the case, Singapore should continue to attract foreign talent - as long as it means more 'holiday' for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-8876932924114421149?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/8876932924114421149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=8876932924114421149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/8876932924114421149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/8876932924114421149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/02/foreign-talent.html' title='Foreign Talent'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-861886738811182710</id><published>2008-01-28T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T22:56:46.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The product of boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8ad8f63755c74f4b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8ad8f63755c74f4b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331753882%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D299435393EEF35549FBEA11EEB0D5D3B6F53B431.488545F80980AC54093585C88F3C0A6BBBFCDF54%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8ad8f63755c74f4b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjtCQHPlmNkUyFiq_3a7usGdyAWw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8ad8f63755c74f4b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331753882%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D299435393EEF35549FBEA11EEB0D5D3B6F53B431.488545F80980AC54093585C88F3C0A6BBBFCDF54%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8ad8f63755c74f4b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjtCQHPlmNkUyFiq_3a7usGdyAWw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was in the middle of history lecture when I realised that a weird looking insect was heading my way. I couldn't exactly scream and run so I remained composed and did the next logical thing - to secretly video the insect. I've shown the video to a million people and some say that it looks like a flat worm while others thought it's a caterpillar. My conclusion: it's a flat caterpillar. During my free period, we went to Hotshot Cafe at the library. Time flies when you spend it with lame people so we didn't have to try too hard to entertain ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some random pictures that I took:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R53ozEw5MLI/AAAAAAAAABk/yLMfoXecC8w/s1600-h/DSC00024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160536712186245298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R53ozEw5MLI/AAAAAAAAABk/yLMfoXecC8w/s320/DSC00024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At Hotshot Cafe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R53ozUw5MMI/AAAAAAAAABs/dduTjxhWrkI/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160536716481212610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R53ozUw5MMI/AAAAAAAAABs/dduTjxhWrkI/s320/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R53ozUw5MMI/AAAAAAAAABs/dduTjxhWrkI/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R53oykw5MII/AAAAAAAAABM/BEUIsBQSjWE/s1600-h/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Xiaotang wanted us to try her cake so she told us to cut that tiny bit into 3 haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eventually she gave each of us a bite&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R53oykw5MII/AAAAAAAAABM/BEUIsBQSjWE/s1600-h/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160536703596310658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R53oykw5MII/AAAAAAAAABM/BEUIsBQSjWE/s320/DSC00014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R53oykw5MJI/AAAAAAAAABU/uQoKojZ0oy0/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R53oy0w5MKI/AAAAAAAAABc/RgYOPQkaEic/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The library&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R53pekw5MNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0TaKAYqdnU0/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R53oykw5MJI/AAAAAAAAABU/uQoKojZ0oy0/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160536703596310674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R53oykw5MJI/AAAAAAAAABU/uQoKojZ0oy0/s320/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R53oy0w5MKI/AAAAAAAAABc/RgYOPQkaEic/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R53pekw5MNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0TaKAYqdnU0/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was super bored when I took this. Free periods make you do ridiculous stuff&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R53oy0w5MKI/AAAAAAAAABc/RgYOPQkaEic/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160536707891277986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R53oy0w5MKI/AAAAAAAAABc/RgYOPQkaEic/s320/DSC00021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R53pekw5MNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0TaKAYqdnU0/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See how ulu the school is. It's surrounded by a dense forest&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R53pekw5MNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0TaKAYqdnU0/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160537459510554834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R53pekw5MNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0TaKAYqdnU0/s320/DSC00026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was bored - very, very bored&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-861886738811182710?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8ad8f63755c74f4b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/861886738811182710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=861886738811182710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/861886738811182710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/861886738811182710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/01/it-was-in-middle-of-history-lecture.html' title='The product of boredom'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R53ozEw5MLI/AAAAAAAAABk/yLMfoXecC8w/s72-c/DSC00024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-7209832606390945640</id><published>2008-01-27T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T20:02:49.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27 Dresses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R5xy3Uw5MHI/AAAAAAAAABE/RVoLVTvPbGc/s1600-h/27dresses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160125567851901042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R5xy3Uw5MHI/AAAAAAAAABE/RVoLVTvPbGc/s320/27dresses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watched &lt;em&gt;27 Dresses &lt;/em&gt;yesterday. It was funny so it was worth the ticket price. Typical romantic comedy that ended with a happily ever after aww... Bought the strongest coffee ever - just 1 sip and I'm wide awake. It's super bitter though - disgusting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-7209832606390945640?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/7209832606390945640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=7209832606390945640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/7209832606390945640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/7209832606390945640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/01/27-dresses.html' title='27 Dresses'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R5xy3Uw5MHI/AAAAAAAAABE/RVoLVTvPbGc/s72-c/27dresses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-2372390760859832999</id><published>2008-01-21T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T23:44:52.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst Day Ever</title><content type='html'>Everything went wrong today. First I put the wrong moisturiser on my face so I felt a little weird the entire day - it's probably a psychological thing. Then when I was rushing to get to school, I realised that the lift broke down so there's only one functional lift left to cater to the entire flat. So I took the stairs instead. When I was about to cross the road, I missed 2 buses and there's something wrong with the MRT in the east - although I wasn't directly affected, I still felt it's impact so I was late for my 0930 class. Then when I went to the library to print my notes, I couldn't access the BlackBoard and I left my file in the library. Half an hour before my tutorial, I realised that I had to do some online discussion and print some reading materials but the queue to book a computer at the library was super long and I had problems with my online discussion. Obviously I was late for that tutorial and to make it worse, I went to the wrong block so I was even later. It turned out that my tutor didn't check the discussion thingy and we don't have to print the reading materials.&lt;br /&gt;It might sound like I'm exaggerating but I swear I'm not. This is truly the worst day of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-2372390760859832999?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/2372390760859832999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=2372390760859832999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/2372390760859832999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/2372390760859832999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/01/worst-day-ever.html' title='Worst Day Ever'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-6163853729535627828</id><published>2008-01-18T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T01:02:22.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heritage Trail</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went for my Little India Heritage Trail. It was so fun! Had to walk from Little India MRT station to way beyond Farrer Park MRT and back to Little India MRT station again - and I took a lot of random pics in between.&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R5DL9zR00qI/AAAAAAAAAAY/h1yfALtOV4Q/s1600-h/DSC00086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156845835936649890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R5DL9zR00qI/AAAAAAAAAAY/h1yfALtOV4Q/s320/DSC00086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st stop: food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R5DLVDR00pI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/YLVq2wVgMFM/s1600-h/DSC00093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156845135856980626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R5DLVDR00pI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/YLVq2wVgMFM/s320/DSC00093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peacocks' butt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R5DSFzR00sI/AAAAAAAAAAo/qQc0xdWDF20/s1600-h/DSC00099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156852570445370050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R5DSFzR00sI/AAAAAAAAAAo/qQc0xdWDF20/s320/DSC00099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R5DQPTR00rI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hUptmXOXnc/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Endangered phonebooths&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R5DQPTR00rI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hUptmXOXnc/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156850534630871730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R5DQPTR00rI/AAAAAAAAAAg/6hUptmXOXnc/s320/DSC00097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R5DTmTR00tI/AAAAAAAAAAw/cP0ndZ9zGoY/s1600-h/DSC00104.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R5DTmTR00tI/AAAAAAAAAAw/cP0ndZ9zGoY/s1600-h/DSC00104.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R5DTmTR00tI/AAAAAAAAAAw/cP0ndZ9zGoY/s1600-h/DSC00104.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My standard is dropping. In JC I took pictures in Fullertin hotel's toilet but now I've downgraded to MRT toilet *sobs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha halfway through our trail, I (read: Miss Weak Bladder) needed desperately to pee :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R5DTmTR00tI/AAAAAAAAAAw/cP0ndZ9zGoY/s1600-h/DSC00104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156854228302746322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R5DTmTR00tI/AAAAAAAAAAw/cP0ndZ9zGoY/s320/DSC00104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R5DU_zR00uI/AAAAAAAAAA4/qeP1TSoXI9E/s1600-h/DSC00105.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R5DTmTR00tI/AAAAAAAAAAw/cP0ndZ9zGoY/s1600-h/DSC00104.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My first thought: Prince William!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R5DU_zR00uI/AAAAAAAAAA4/qeP1TSoXI9E/s1600-h/DSC00105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156855765901038306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R5DU_zR00uI/AAAAAAAAAA4/qeP1TSoXI9E/s320/DSC00105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R5DU_zR00uI/AAAAAAAAAA4/qeP1TSoXI9E/s1600-h/DSC00105.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally! A shop built with me in mind :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course I took some serious pic but that will be for the official blog - which will be graded (the horror, the horror, the horror!) I thought that Singapore History was fun - there's the museum trip, heritage trail... But OH pointed out that the trips are fun, not the history.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need to mention this: I got tanned from a trip to Little India. We conclude that it never rains there. Great! Now I have uneven tan. I had to leave early for my English tutorial so I didn't get to go shopping. Those lucky girls get to do the henna thing. I'm so jealous! Which genius decided to slot an English tutorial on a Friday evening?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-6163853729535627828?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/6163853729535627828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=6163853729535627828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/6163853729535627828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/6163853729535627828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/01/heritage-trail.html' title='Heritage Trail'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_MDRXyn7Jh2c/R5DL9zR00qI/AAAAAAAAAAY/h1yfALtOV4Q/s72-c/DSC00086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-7473656864289985691</id><published>2008-01-13T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T23:34:27.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame commercial</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/Fitxofd7kOA' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/Fitxofd7kOA'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This video is quite lame but I think it's creative- and funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-7473656864289985691?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/7473656864289985691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=7473656864289985691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/7473656864289985691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/7473656864289985691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/01/lame-commercial.html' title='Lame commercial'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-4016603521002662375</id><published>2008-01-13T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T00:13:57.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to the museum</title><content type='html'>I went to the deceptively small National Museum yesterday for my Singapore History module. At first I thought that we'll be able to finish everything and still have time to go for the Greek history thing by the Louvre all in an hour. But after 2 hours, we only went to 31 of the 99 stations for Singapore history. It wasn't as boring as I expected and I'm amazed by how hi-tech the museum is. We had to carry around this device and key in the 'code' of the exhibit we're at and it'll narrate the history for you. I don't mind going to the museum again - in a few years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-4016603521002662375?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/4016603521002662375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=4016603521002662375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/4016603521002662375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/4016603521002662375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/01/trip-to-museum.html' title='Trip to the museum'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-1102711959841312498</id><published>2008-01-12T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T00:05:25.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullshit</title><content type='html'>I have this 0830 lesson every Friday which is inconvenient for the entire class. When we suggested shifting the lesson to another day, my tutor's answer was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since the SARS incident, contact tracing is very important. If I shift the lesson, contract tracing will be difficult. Besides I'm in the time-table committee, so I have to set a good example to the others.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Mr Time-Table Committee, now I have a 6 hour break every Friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-1102711959841312498?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/1102711959841312498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=1102711959841312498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/1102711959841312498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/1102711959841312498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/01/bullshit.html' title='Bullshit'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7988310839015560870.post-7857062086123013134</id><published>2008-01-12T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T23:43:32.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT-Idiot</title><content type='html'>It's proven beyond reasonable doubt that I'm an IT-idiot. I had to join this other blog account for school and I did it using my old blogger account. Then I realised that both blogs appeared on my profile and I started worrying that my tutor will read my blog and complaint to higher authorities about my conduct and I'll be expelled. I couldn't figure a way out to quit the school blog and sign up with a new account. So being the genius that I am, I deleted my blog. Now I had to create a new one and password-protect it. Why couldn't I just limit the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;access&lt;/span&gt; to my previous blog?! Well at least now I can write whatever I want without fear - this blog is for private viewing so anyone trying to sue me or anything is invading my privacy. To the people reading this, aren't you honoured you have access to my blog?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7988310839015560870-7857062086123013134?l=dullxistence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/feeds/7857062086123013134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7988310839015560870&amp;postID=7857062086123013134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/7857062086123013134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7988310839015560870/posts/default/7857062086123013134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dullxistence.blogspot.com/2008/01/it-idiot.html' title='IT-Idiot'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17164786566753765879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
