<?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-9846435</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:19:06.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.:When snow melts, it becomes Spring:.</title><subtitle type='html'>I never forget a face, but in your case, I'll make an exception.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>133</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114628448823952001</id><published>2006-04-29T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T01:01:12.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closing down</title><content type='html'>End of an era ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have anything to write about anymore, don't feel like I'm living a life that worths noting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plz don't blame me for cutting off on 1 of ur entertainment resources. There are still a lot out there right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, wishing everyone good luck in everything you're pursuing. Me, for this moment, I'll just let my life float to wherever it might go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? When snow melts, it actually evaporates into the air.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114628448823952001?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114628448823952001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114628448823952001' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114628448823952001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114628448823952001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/04/closing-down.html' title='Closing down'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114606336607163190</id><published>2006-04-26T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T22:56:06.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another suitcase in another hall</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="MediaPlayer1" pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/MediaPlayer/" src="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~buithuhu/temp/suitcase.mp3" width="250" height="50" type="application/x-mplayer2" autostart="0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time is drawing v near isn't it? Wishing you guys all the best at this turning point of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be watching ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114606336607163190?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114606336607163190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114606336607163190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114606336607163190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114606336607163190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/04/another-suitcase-in-another-hall.html' title='Another suitcase in another hall'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-114584396530727467</id><published>2006-04-24T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T09:59:25.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When do we stop blogging?</title><content type='html'>Many possibilities are:&lt;br /&gt;1. Too busy, can't find a single second that you can shout "I'm free" to think of blogging (sadly I'm not in this category at the moment).&lt;br /&gt;2. Life is too boring, so boring that no moments deserve to be noted down. It's like you just sit there, wait for the clock to "tik tak", and you yawn, and you yawn, and you yawn ...&lt;br /&gt;3. Blog? What's the big deal about that?&lt;br /&gt;4. You are trapped in a hundred thoughts that you can't find a way to solve urself out. And you don't feel that writing out some of the thoughts can help you. You are lost, and sharing ur situation will only make ppl more sianz.&lt;br /&gt;5. Stop blogging? Are you crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which category are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114584396530727467?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114584396530727467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114584396530727467' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114584396530727467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114584396530727467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/04/when-do-we-stop-blogging.html' title='When do we stop blogging?'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114516206718033296</id><published>2006-04-16T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T12:34:27.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats my dear :p</title><content type='html'>Hhaha it's really great news to hear about you two :p. Woo so many good news lately.  Congrats to Hippo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's strange to recall everything from the beginning, coz' who would ever know fate has a way for the 2 ppl whom we've known separatedly from the start, but would end up together :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yup, he's a great guy, so I'm really happy to welcome a new buddy into our big family ^o^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I making a global announcement on behalf of you? Oops sorry :p, but I guess it's time you're not afraid to tell the whole world anymore isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114516206718033296?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114516206718033296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114516206718033296' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114516206718033296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114516206718033296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/04/congrats-my-dear-p.html' title='Congrats my dear :p'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114458067337307636</id><published>2006-04-09T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T19:06:41.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OHHH NOOOO</title><content type='html'>Got back home from lab @ 3pm this afternoon, and I SLEPT ALL THE WAY until 630. NOOOOO!! My whole afternoon is GONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more irritating thing is my head is now thobbing like mad, which makes me wanna ... go back to sleep :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realize I've been v lazy lately updating my blog. Excuses? Busy busy busy. And busy means the same as nothing interesting to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, got got. The rain early this morning, i loveeeeeeeeee it!! So many thunders and it was really heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh okie, not anything interesting to my readers again :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was really freaked out talking to one of my frens, my bro's ex gf actually. Let's call her V. It was already a shock to me to know that my bro is getting married this summer (and gosh he's only 1 year older than me!). Anyway, last night it took me half an hour to believe that V is not kidding me about her wedding in autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG have u ever hung out with a couple from their very first day of knowing each other, through many ups and downs in life, until the day they broke up? It's like you've always been there, seeing everything, hearing everything. Actually, hearing everything ... twice. I still remember how I had to pretend to nvr hear the story before from one party during the time. It's very funny when smt happened, both of them would always call me up, it only depended on who called first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now they're both getting married at the same time, but ... not to each other! And GOSH (again), they're still that young!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, but it also shows me how life is. Once I thought I had nvr seen my bro so weak, when she said goodbye (not bcoz' she stopped loving him). He even thought of smt stupid, which is not a bit like him at all, being someone so smart and self-controlled. I thought it was going to take forever for him to get over, but ... BANG!!!  less than a year later, he's got a new gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now when I thought, ohh man it was going to be a big shock for her to hear about his wedding, and I dun noe if she can take it easy or not, coz' I knew she was still in love with him after he got a new gf. Turned out? I am instead the one who dropped my jaw for dun noe how long hearing about her wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is it. Life is full of surprise and unexpected when we don't expect it the most. PPl only need to look up ahead whenever they feel like there's a knot that cannot be untied. It takes time to take time, but yes, time never stops passing by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That reminds me we only have 1 more month being together in NUS ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114458067337307636?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114458067337307636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114458067337307636' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114458067337307636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114458067337307636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/04/ohhh-noooo.html' title='OHHH NOOOO'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114391142212312543</id><published>2006-04-02T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T01:12:41.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be there for you (Friends soundtrack)</title><content type='html'>To my dears (including me :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;So no one told you&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; life was going to be this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your job's a joke, you're broke, you're love life's &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;DOA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;It's like you're always stuck in second gear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Well, it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;But, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I'll be there for you, like I've been there before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I'll be there for you, cause you're there for me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;You're still in bed at ten, the work began at eight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;You've burned your breakfast, so far, things are going great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Your mother warned you there'd be days like these,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;But she didn't tell you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when the world has brought you down to your knees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;That, I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be there for you, like I've been there before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I'll be there for you, cause you're there for me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;No one could ever know me, no one could ever see me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seems like you're the only one who knows what it's like to be me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Someone to face the day with, make it through all the rest with,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Someone I'll always laugh with, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;even at my worst, I'm best with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;It's like you're always stuck in second gear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;(gonna be soon I hope :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;But, I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I'll be there for you, like I've been there before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be there for you, cause you're there for me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114391142212312543?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114391142212312543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114391142212312543' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114391142212312543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114391142212312543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/04/ill-be-there-for-you-friends.html' title='I&apos;ll be there for you (Friends soundtrack)'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114386962008743331</id><published>2006-04-01T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T13:33:40.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring stuff again</title><content type='html'>Oh so, this is what my sup commented on my report:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I like your paper.  Your paper is real good! It has reconfirmed everything I've read about"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............................&lt;br /&gt;................&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha okie okie, my sup din say that, just smt funny I caught and I think maybe my sup thinks the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he did say he likes the way I "write the story", heh maybe I'm good at telling technical stories? :p?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally falling in love with "Friends" these days, feeling like getting addicted. But really it helps to get out of stress quite easily. It works better than meds, or even beer (someone may be hating me for not telling her earlier huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, this is really boring ... got nothing else to tell. Maybe I should grab another "Friends" b4 starting work? Oh no, start work now T_T!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114386962008743331?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114386962008743331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114386962008743331' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114386962008743331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114386962008743331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/04/boring-stuff-again.html' title='Boring stuff again'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114337384024400159</id><published>2006-03-26T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T19:50:44.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What day is it today!?</title><content type='html'>It's not that I've lost my sense of time. Nope! Not at all! I'm totally aware that there would only be  another &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;10 &lt;/span&gt;days till submission. But can anyone tell me if it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sunday &lt;/span&gt;today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really convinced as I'm sitting in PC lab 1 at SOC right now. Huh what the heck!? So many ppl at lab on Sunday!?!? Given that bus frequency is 6 times longer than normal, and no food around!? OMG SOC ppl are really going crazy!! (including me ~~ ... but sorry I've got a final deadly deadline to rush, so not counted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if anyone of you notice, we've got only another 5 weeks to go in our whole school life. The changing line is right before us, and just 5 more weeks, we're gonna cross it! Fun? Excited? Or sad? At least I hope all of us are still alive by then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you guys all the luck you need!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the killing HYP report.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114337384024400159?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114337384024400159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114337384024400159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114337384024400159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114337384024400159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-day-is-it-today.html' title='What day is it today!?'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-114310800474558509</id><published>2006-03-23T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T18:16:59.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy Busy!!!!!</title><content type='html'>... V busy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# of phone calls within today (and counting) : 7 (all v long ones)&lt;br /&gt;# of average sleeping hours per day : 4 - 5 (still quite a lot compared to some ppl I guess)&lt;br /&gt;# of to-do list items in a day : &gt; 10 (not detailed one!)&lt;br /&gt;# of pages in HYP report till now : 15 o_O&lt;br /&gt;# of times eyes wanna close : infinity&lt;br /&gt;# of days left till submission : &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;12 &lt;/span&gt;(SOS!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow still have an interview for job and a presentation for HYP. For the 1st time during 1 year of HYP, I would have the honor of seeing my prof (yes my official prof) under the position as my supervisor tomorrow!!! Eager! V Eager! So eager wanna freak out T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow today got back my midterm result for 4237. And saw this remark: "Good work, keep it up!" ~~~ hee hee ~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks God I din screw it up coz' imagine how my 4237 lecturer would look at me if tomorrow he discovers that I'm actually his HYP student that he has never known for 1 year :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last wish: can I go to sleep?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114310800474558509?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114310800474558509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114310800474558509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114310800474558509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114310800474558509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/03/busy-busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy Busy Busy!!!!!'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114294673133794108</id><published>2006-03-21T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T00:07:21.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intel - pros and cons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pros: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Got housing (hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;- Got a new motorbike (most probably)&lt;br /&gt;- Got sponsored for any shipping from here back to VN&lt;br /&gt;- It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;INTEL &lt;/span&gt;you know?&lt;br /&gt;- Huge chance of getting promoted and a bright future. (being a pioneer employee is a really good beginning)&lt;br /&gt;- Got exposed to new working area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Work in HCM city :(&lt;br /&gt;- Salary not that fantasy&lt;br /&gt;- Shift out from IT sector&lt;br /&gt;- All alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering all these, I still want to reject Intel. But the manager said he was so disappointed at my rejection that I'm feeling really bad about it. He's also trying all his best to help me getting over all the difficulties in moving to HCM city. Heh din know that rejecting a job is also this difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for you guys who have frens who want to work for Intel in HCM city, esp. under HR position (but i think open for other positions as well), salary around 400 - 500usd, contact me. I think the chance is really high if you've got a good background. This is their high time of massive employment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, just knew that the PC lab 1 in level 8 S17 is now open 24/24. How come it never was during our 4 years here ... now when all of us are going to graduate, they start to have more good things in SOC (-_-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks till HYP submission @_~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114294673133794108?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114294673133794108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114294673133794108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114294673133794108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114294673133794108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/03/intel-pros-and-cons.html' title='Intel - pros and cons'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114273773742151701</id><published>2006-03-19T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T11:08:57.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to reject?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had to reject something or someone? Most of you have I guess :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not always easy to come to rejection!! Sometimes it takes sweats and tears :-s. I am super bad at rejection, as I don't really know how to do it properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is the rejection this time? Intel I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wrote an email, telling him that it would be difficult for me to move from HN to HCM, and I don't have enough financial support. And this is what Intel HR Manager replied me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please come to see me tomorrow. Prepare a list of all of your requirements. Let's see how we can work out a "yes" answer to the offer".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114273773742151701?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114273773742151701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114273773742151701' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114273773742151701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114273773742151701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/03/how-to-reject.html' title='How to reject?'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114269347383305393</id><published>2006-03-18T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T22:51:13.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oe oe</title><content type='html'>Just knew that my old highschool would soon be moved to a new location where they would "collect" all the uni and "national highschool" in Hanoi there :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would my familiar basketball ground be used for then :((? Where would I go if I want to see the canteen where I used to buy bread every morning long long time ago? And the windy balcony outside my class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ughh I dun want dun want :(!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114269347383305393?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114269347383305393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114269347383305393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114269347383305393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114269347383305393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/03/oe-oe.html' title='Oe oe'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-114252205214937777</id><published>2006-03-16T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T23:14:12.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A longgggg dinner</title><content type='html'>Had a very luxurious dinner at Crystal Jade today @Holland Ville with The Anh, Hong Ha, Hai Linh and Tuan Anh. Goodness sake it is really a very expensive dinner, ended up 150$ for 5 of us :-s (luckily I was the only person got treated by The Anh haha, or else sure die). So much food we could not finish and had to pack home :-&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh it's a reunion for Amser in singapore :p. All out of a sudden, but it's really a rare chance for all of us to have a gathering like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say it's soooo different going out with my highschool frens. waw feeling like I'm so blur blur about the business world. Gained so much beneficial info haha. Think I'd better start reading more IT news from now on T_T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the whole dinner revolves around business world, typically the kind of talk that Amsers would have. No crappy stuff as we often chit chat about eh :p. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never went back until nearly 11pm :((, and tons of work is still there to be done ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got criticized by The Anh that we gals nowadays look so much older than ... 6 years ago. Hellooo sir!! Who will not look older than 6 years ago? And then we all have to fight with life ourselves, all alone, in a different world. How to expect us to look as young eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the truth is all of us going abroad to study really have to struggle hard with life. No family beside, frens can be there when you need, yes, but still, it's not like our family who would be there even when we ... don't need :p (kidding).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us should deserve an applause for our efforts I think :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114252205214937777?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114252205214937777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114252205214937777' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114252205214937777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114252205214937777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/03/longgggg-dinner.html' title='A longgggg dinner'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114248464322357271</id><published>2006-03-16T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T12:53:57.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good song!</title><content type='html'>It's been long since I last heard a new good Vietnamese song (so many crappy songs flying around nowadays :( )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to share with you guys, heh maybe not your taste lor, but think this girl deserves a bravo for her new beginning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's just 16 years old this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the author of the song, he's also studying under the same Institute for Musical Education. Guess he's very young too. The lyrics is so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing "Gia'c mo* tru*a". In English: A midnoon dream ~~~ Heh, making me want to take a nap zzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="MediaPlayer1" pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/MediaPlayer/" src="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~buithuhu/temp/NoonDream.mp3" width="200" height="50" type="application/x-mplayer2" autostart="0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114248464322357271?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114248464322357271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114248464322357271' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114248464322357271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114248464322357271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/03/good-song.html' title='Good song!'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114221262109645815</id><published>2006-03-13T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T09:17:01.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heo :@)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/PICT0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/PICT0087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114221262109645815?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114221262109645815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114221262109645815' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114221262109645815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114221262109645815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/03/heo.html' title='Heo :@)'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114221098732204137</id><published>2006-03-13T08:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T08:49:47.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It</title><content type='html'>I have known it for more than 22 years uptil now. Yup, a very long time, since the day I was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all these years, I have been leaning on it anytime, anywhere. It is my support in any kinds of situation I'm in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I take it for granted, and I think it does complain to me quite a few times about my attitude. So how do I make it up for it? I'll run over, give it a massage, rub rub its shoulder, and oh well ... wait for it to cool down :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it makes me touched sometimes. Like yesterday night, I fell asleep ON THE TABLE while studying for my German test. Slept for like 3 or 4 hours and never woke up until this morning. And I guess it felt so sorry for me it was hurt INSIDE, and it was BROKEN ...~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So touched so touched, but I feel so damn screwed too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is MY BACK! T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114221098732204137?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114221098732204137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114221098732204137' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114221098732204137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114221098732204137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/03/it.html' title='It'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114207707710391878</id><published>2006-03-11T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T19:51:19.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He</title><content type='html'>He's a guy with a cold look in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;He never likes to talk a lot before strangers.&lt;br /&gt;He appears to be someone who looks at life with half of his eye.&lt;br /&gt;He's not that easy to get real close to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's handsome - that's what she thought about him when she first saw him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;He's humorous.&lt;br /&gt;He's not cold, but rather, quiet ... in some way.&lt;br /&gt;He's attractive, maybe bcoz' of his cold look.&lt;br /&gt;He can really make everyone turn to him and his joke when he happens to like to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was the one she really felt comfortable with even when they don't talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;He disappeared sometimes out of her sight.&lt;br /&gt;He had someone really caring for him at the time. He din care for the person though, but it was enough a reason for her to step back.&lt;br /&gt;He had someone else in his heart that he'd been locking up about it for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;He shared it with her, maybe the only one he trusted enough to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes turned to him everytime he stepped into class ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;He wrote to her frequently after she left.&lt;br /&gt;He shared with her all the frustration and sadness she poured out being alone far away from home.&lt;br /&gt;He told her about everything at home, to give her a feeling that she was still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She believed that she had feelings for him.&lt;br /&gt;He believed, that he loved her ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;He had many problems in life.&lt;br /&gt;She couldn't help that much. She was too far away.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard they tried, she started to feel guilty for not being able to lend out a shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;Even worse, she felt she was the reason of his losing out in life ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said goodbye, with a little hope he would have more time and dedication to devote to his dreams, his work, his life ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, one day their roads may cross again ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;He is that type of person who always locks up his feelings.&lt;br /&gt;He never told her how much he missed her.&lt;br /&gt;He wrote her a letter, telling her to come back after 3 years, he would be there waiting.&lt;br /&gt;He never sent the letter, maybe he din have enough belief in himself, or rather, in her ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Time changed.&lt;br /&gt;She changed.&lt;br /&gt;She found out the love of her life was not him ...&lt;br /&gt;He remains as one of her best friends, not literally, but more like in her heart ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knows, their roads would never cross again ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Time changed.&lt;br /&gt;He changed.&lt;br /&gt;He isn't that quiet or shy anymore.&lt;br /&gt;She remains as someone he believes he loves ...&lt;br /&gt;He told her everything about it, he decided to stop locking up all the feelings for himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she knows, their roads would never cross again ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"In your life, you'll make note of a lot of people. Ones with whom you shared something special, ones who will always mean something. &lt;p&gt;There's the one you first kissed, the one you first loved, the one you put on a pedestal, the one you're with... and the one that got away"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The main reason? The timing is not always right ...&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/9846435-114207707710391878?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114207707710391878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114207707710391878' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114207707710391878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114207707710391878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/03/he.html' title='He'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114188554985481406</id><published>2006-03-09T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T14:28:56.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed!!</title><content type='html'>Just realized there would be another CS4237 assignment coming next week 8-}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die liao ~~! How come so many tests and assignments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ughh spare me from troubles during this peak time [-o&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114188554985481406?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114188554985481406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114188554985481406' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114188554985481406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114188554985481406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/03/stressed.html' title='Stressed!!'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114186280153490485</id><published>2006-03-09T08:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T08:06:41.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>................</title><content type='html'>You ask me if I love you&lt;br /&gt;And I choke on my reply&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather hurt you honestly&lt;br /&gt;Than mislead you with a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114186280153490485?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114186280153490485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114186280153490485' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114186280153490485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114186280153490485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title='................'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114175539981301494</id><published>2006-03-08T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T02:17:15.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>International Women's Day</title><content type='html'>So it's 8/3 again ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of this day has decreased over time since I came to Singapore. It does not matter that much as when I was still in Vietnam, though the VNC committee over here still organizes celebration for the gals every year ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years ago, it was my most memorable 8/3 ever. You may think someone special did smt special for me? Not a bit. It was the only March the 8th which I had to sweat from my head to toes to prepare everything for all the gals in my class during my highschool time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there was only 1 boy in my class at the time right? And guess what, he was sick at that very freaking day!!!! Left alone all together 29 gals in my class celebrating ourselves... Luckily, I did take over his place for him :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wanted to keep secret from everybody in my class, and I din tell anyone about my plan, even Mai, my best fren. I din even tell all the other vice presidents or treasurers, and it took me around 3 whole days to get all the stuff ready by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did we have? A competition!! For what? The tiniest person in class, the most talkative person, the slimmest one, the coldest one (which turned out that my teacher won the prize :p), the fattest one, and some more can't remember all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did the winners get? Certificates certainly (think my form teacher is still keeping the thing hahah). Then got cabbage, tomatoes, Vinamilk and even eggs, soap (!!!), etc ... Super crappy stuff :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everyone had a very good time that day, still remember how my teachers rolled on their chairs laughing throughout the session, and think my class was the noisiest in the whole school that day, though no boys around :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ey but not really, coz' always got boys from other classes who wanted to approach gals in my class, hence, as a class president, I no doubt took on the responsibility to receive representative flowers from them, not a bad deal wahahha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 years ago, it was also a memorable day when I first received flowers from the guy I was keeping an eye on at the time :p. But ... under the role of a class president too T_T ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years ago, I received the cutest hand-made card uptil now from a fren :D. I'm still keeping the card, and still feel thankful for having someone caring for me at that time :). I still like the card a lot :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year ago ... can't remember man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year? No memories collected yet :D. But at least, Mum will have a surprise, someone's sending her flowers today :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you all gals out there a great women's day ahead =). Keep smiling, keep shining as u always do =)!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114175539981301494?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114175539981301494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114175539981301494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114175539981301494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114175539981301494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/03/international-womens-day.html' title='International Women&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-114169725050330109</id><published>2006-03-07T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T10:07:30.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The tide is high</title><content type='html'>Projects, assignments and tests are everywhere, that is not to mention about HYP submission. Though I'm only taking 3 modules this sem, the number of tests seems to not decrease at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I must admit that this sem is the most relaxing sem I've ever had till date. No more freaking stressed games development project somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weds (8/3)  : cs1280 lab 3 submission&lt;br /&gt;Thur (9/3)   : cs4237 rec 3&lt;br /&gt;Fri    (10/3) : cs4237 assignment deadline&lt;br /&gt;Tues  (14/3): cs1280 final test&lt;br /&gt;Weds (15/3): german Vocab test 2&lt;br /&gt;Weds (22/3): german Oral test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wed,        5 Apr 2006 5.00 pm: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Deadline for        submission of Final Report (2 hard copies) to supervisor for distribution to examiners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fri,        7 Apr 2006 5.00 pm: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Submission        of e-poster slides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon, 17        Apr 2006 to Thu, 20 Apr 2006:    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Poster Presentation&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Time-slots: 9-11 am, 12.30-2.30 pm or 3.30-5.30 pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;That's it for now. Time to get stressed Ms!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114169725050330109?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114169725050330109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114169725050330109' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114169725050330109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114169725050330109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/03/tide-is-high.html' title='The tide is high'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114147693421278570</id><published>2006-03-04T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T20:55:34.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>111</title><content type='html'>Anyone can tell me what the heck the route of bus 111 is like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning, I took a cab to Intel office in Starhub Center for the interview. It turned out to be quite informal and I had a long talk for 2 hours with Mr.William, a staffing manager of Intel. Everything went on very smooth and easier than I thought it would. Anyway my first job interview, not so bad when it comes to answering questions on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the interview, too lazy when I thought about walking cross the overhead bridge at Buona Vista, I decided to take 111 then change to 95 so that I could save myself from sweating under the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got on 111 after waiting for 20 mins. Too tired and sleepy, I dozed off, but still aware enough to open my eyes each time to check where I were. After 20 mins, opened my eyes for the first time: Plaza Singapura ... Goodness sake it took 20 mins to go from Somerset to Doby Ghaut!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second time opened my eyes: Suntec. Hmm okie, still a long way to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third time: Singapore River......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th time: SOMERSET MRT!!!! Oh my goodness~~ "Am I on the wrong bus" I thought? ... And had I slept for so long that the bus had completed one round!?!?! Then the next thing I saw: Takashimaya!! *fainted*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I regained my conscience immediately after that and tried to not fall asleep again. Decided to stay on the bus for a little bit longer, and gradually, i found the route was different. Until I saw Queensway ... *phewzz**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it took me a total of more than 1 hour to get home @#@#!$%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time, dun catch 111 @ Somerset !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114147693421278570?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114147693421278570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114147693421278570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114147693421278570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114147693421278570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/03/111.html' title='111'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-114111407550757410</id><published>2006-02-28T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T16:18:00.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huh!?</title><content type='html'>What was the first thing I saw when I stepped into my room just now? I've got a new door latch. Was like "huh? when did they sneak into my room? :O"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think, I prefer they change the whole door. The door looks so lame compared with the furniture inside lor. Anyway, not much of my business for the time being ~~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading dad's email, and this is the first line he wrote: "Thank you my dear daughter, the last email you sent has been the fastest responsive email you've ever replied to our emails uptill now :)".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *cow face*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhu dad! There have also been times when you never replied my email until few days later yah? But as some of you may know, dad's emails has always been a source of good entertainment :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The java to c++ lecture today was super sleepy. I kept falling asleep for nearly the whole 2 hours. After that went for a drink with Ivan, had a nice vanilla ice blend at that Italian coffee shop near Medicine (can't recall the name?). Haha it tasted even nicer when it's his treat. Woo hoo next time should ask him out for drink more often =p~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw the result for teaching feedback for last sem is out. Take a look &lt;a href="https://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~feedback/protected/index.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Seems like we had a very good team for 3212 :D, most of those got very good feedbacks ^o^. How I wish I've got the same score for my CAP T_T.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114111407550757410?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114111407550757410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114111407550757410' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114111407550757410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114111407550757410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/huh.html' title='Huh!?'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114093296113012060</id><published>2006-02-26T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T10:21:33.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After a while you learn the subtle difference&lt;br /&gt;Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning&lt;br /&gt;And company doesn't mean security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts&lt;br /&gt;And presents aren't promises,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you begin to accept your defeats&lt;br /&gt;With your head up and your eyes open&lt;br /&gt;With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you learn to build all your roads on today&lt;br /&gt;Because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans&lt;br /&gt;And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while you learn...&lt;br /&gt;That even sunshine burns if you get too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you plant your garden and decorate your own soul,&lt;br /&gt;Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you learn that you really can endure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you really are strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you really do have worth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you learn and learn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every good-bye you learn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114093296113012060?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114093296113012060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114093296113012060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114093296113012060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114093296113012060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/after-while-you-learn-subtle.html' title=''/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-114070958585364375</id><published>2006-02-23T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T23:46:25.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final year students _ the hardest-working creatures</title><content type='html'>So that's always been your belief? So it has been stuck to your mind that university students in their final year are those geeks with thick glasses and never leave their research lab for even a minute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, so that's what one of my juniors believe too. And when I told her that the truth is quite different, as I myself tend to go out more and more in year 3 and year 4 compared to year 1 or 2; she looked at me like an alien, with a doubtful eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you've always thought that for us, final year students, we'd not care about anything else except our projects? And we'd sacrifice anything to save time for projects?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd better have taken you to the CASE Conference brief meeting today at Alumni House. Out of around 15 student helpers (maybe less?), only 2 of them are year 2 students. The rest? All year 4! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, are they there for the conference itself? No man! They are there to earn $$$, and I'm proud (coz' no shame) to announce that I'm one among the rest. Hahah ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be super busy starting tomorrow onwards, that is not to mention I'm gonna have 2 midterms next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, apology and deepest sympathy to the "project leader" who has to deal with some troubles bcoz' of us leaving early today T_T.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114070958585364375?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114070958585364375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114070958585364375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114070958585364375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114070958585364375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/final-year-students-hardest-working.html' title='Final year students _ the hardest-working creatures'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114059917543398816</id><published>2006-02-22T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T17:06:15.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakthrough!</title><content type='html'>Woo hoo, at last, I've got a breakthrough with my HYP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been stuck for so long bcoz' of the stoopig Globus Toolkit 3.2, a web service container. After endless efforts to persuade prof to migrate to GT4, with some failures in the first place, I finally managed to grab a machine which according to prof is now used for nothing, hence I can do anything I want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And? After some hopeless configuration, my client now can run as stable as if nothing ever goes wrong!!!! Hix hix so touched so touched. Thank you GT4 T_T!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy, in a good mood today ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114059917543398816?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114059917543398816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114059917543398816' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114059917543398816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114059917543398816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/breakthrough.html' title='Breakthrough!'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114058591909117151</id><published>2006-02-22T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T13:25:19.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recess week?</title><content type='html'>It has another name, called term break! What's the purpose of term break? Ahh, you say, the name tells it all, for students to relax what? So that you can travel here and there, have some fun, and escape from the boring studying life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmph, I tell you, don't be deceived that easily. Have a peep at one of SOC labs, you'll have no idea what week it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As full as normal, with crazy ppl rushing for projects! And some non-crazy ones? Writing blog, as I am doing :"&gt;. Not that I'm lazy k? Just coz' too sleepy, must find something else to do :"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night had a very relaxing time chit chatting with fren :). Really wish we could have had more time to talk about all those things. Not crappy at all you know? If I could, I would want to share more and more with you about all those revolving your life. Anyway, not much time left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really feel v much peaceful after a stormy week :D. Thank you for your understanding :). Feel like I'm all up again for plans ahead. Will keep going till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the rest of the news? Getting cough again, this is the longest coughing period I've ever had. Hopefully will not lose voice once more, or else Frank will have no other choice but to pass me back the syrup again, which I don't want either!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114058591909117151?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114058591909117151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114058591909117151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114058591909117151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114058591909117151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/recess-week.html' title='Recess week?'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-114051010823934017</id><published>2006-02-21T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T16:21:48.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An apology</title><content type='html'>If someone happens to read smt offensive on my blog, plzz ignore it :D. I don't mean what I might have written, and things in the past, I don't at all feel it now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might have done smt stupid, but be assured, if I'm talking to you, I'm talking to you as a real fren ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't be angry or think badly k? Welcome back as my fren :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114051010823934017?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114051010823934017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114051010823934017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114051010823934017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114051010823934017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/apology.html' title='An apology'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114048920556333433</id><published>2006-02-21T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T10:33:25.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation tour?</title><content type='html'>Frank is asking me to accompany him for his trip to VN. Waww then I wouldn't have many days at home after I go back, coz' it's gonna be a long trip along VN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone of you wanna join me? But afraid all of you would be busy looking for job by then :'(. But ... but ... it would be quite weird if I go alone with two of them! Need to find more companies!! So contact me if you feel like it ;)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114048920556333433?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114048920556333433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114048920556333433' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114048920556333433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114048920556333433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/graduation-tour.html' title='Graduation tour?'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114044339716908575</id><published>2006-02-20T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T21:49:57.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hix hix ...</title><content type='html'>I've found it again!! My watch :'( :'(!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114044339716908575?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114044339716908575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114044339716908575' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114044339716908575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114044339716908575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/hix-hix.html' title='hix hix ...'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114044181695080085</id><published>2006-02-20T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T21:23:36.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bro is funny :p</title><content type='html'>After scolding me for a while for being stubborn, bro finally gave in and agreed with me. Haha he always tells me off for being childish, but then will agree in the end. Bro is also kiddy :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But great news!!! He's getting married this summer!! Can't imagine it now. How would he look like in his wedding suit? Never met this fiancee, but I'm sure he would be happy with her ^_^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooo so looking forward to the event. It's been 7 years since we knew each other, and it's also another great story how we've come to be like real siblings :p!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a miracle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114044181695080085?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114044181695080085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114044181695080085' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114044181695080085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114044181695080085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/bro-is-funny-p.html' title='Bro is funny :p'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114042833643860974</id><published>2006-02-20T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T17:38:56.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A light of love</title><content type='html'>Come to think about it, it's not a light of love, it's a bright sky of love shining on me the moment I received the email. A super long one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a very bad headache now coz' your email kept me stay up whole night to reconsider about everything. Seriously I've been thinking about each and every words written in that. I kept reading it over and over. Though it's a little bit messy coz' everyone is trying to express one's thoughts, different views, different emotion. But whatever it is, all I felt is the greatest "collective" frenship I've ever received. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very much lucky to have known you all :). Haha and it's a good chance that we speak out all the deepest thoughts about the future and our purpose of life. Plzz share with me when we still can :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to daily happenings. Think money is saying bye bye to me T_T. Despite my efforts on trying to save up by not buying stuff, I found another way to expense :-s. But at least I'm just trying to spend as much time with everyone here as possible :"&gt; (trying to console myself :-s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night had a very nice dinner at qua'n Mai. The food is not bad not bad! Think next time, all of us should go there and try. After that? Finally succeedded to catch Casanova. A big recommendation haha, the movie is quite fun and yes, it's another fairy tale :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you fren for spending last evening with me. It's real nice to catch up with you after a long time we don't really talk like we used to do. To tell the truth, 2 years ago, you did bring me lots of fun and good memories during my hardship :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you all the best along your way :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now brought my mp3 player for repair. Goodness next time I'd have to be super careful not to sit on it again, or else will cost another 15$ for me to replace the glass T_T. I'm a big SPOILER!! And I need to save up at least enough to pay my laptop loan to NUS before graduation :-s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling for help again, if anyone got part-time jobs lobang (iz it the word?), plz tell me :"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad that the NUROP presentation for I?n and Ha has gone well :p. Hope you 2 like the cards ^_^.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114042833643860974?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114042833643860974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114042833643860974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114042833643860974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114042833643860974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/light-of-love.html' title='A light of love'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114032848462013060</id><published>2006-02-19T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T13:54:44.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay tuned ;)</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna pen down each and every moment of us until the last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be ready to visit my blog more often, coz' you'd feel too tired to read a whole bunch of crap after a while if you lose track :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hehe, that's called marketing :"&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114032848462013060?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114032848462013060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114032848462013060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114032848462013060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114032848462013060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/stay-tuned.html' title='Stay tuned ;)'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-114028499525924235</id><published>2006-02-19T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T01:49:55.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late nights out</title><content type='html'>I've been spending time out a lot these days. Starting since last Saturday, I rarely spent half of a day at home, including sleeping time. Hmm hmm ... Think I'm beginning to abandon my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was freaking hot today. After going to bed at 5.30am in the morning after last night, I found myself waking up at 830am without any reasons, and dun feel like getting to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ended up sleeping all the way on the train in the early afternoon. Was so blur I got out of the station at Toa Payoh the moment I opened my eyes without realizing I need to go to Ang Mo Kio instead ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I was still able to make it on time for the volunteer program at IMH (Institute of Mental Health) today. Not to my expectation, everyone there is not violent or what, actually most of them just want to keep silent, but the others, they can get on just well with anybody. Got some very cute old men who waved greatly to us when they saw us coming to their ward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today they had a Fun Fair for all the residences inside a ward to take part in. Certainly half of them were not responsive enough, but for those who participated, esp. KS, the guy I accompanied, was really spontaneous and enthusiastic. In the end he won the 2nd place, and he was so kind he even shared his choc and sweets for the winning prize with us :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also got to talk to this man called FC, and I totally had no idea at all why he should be there. He appears to be very normal, rather knowledgable just like any men of his middle-age. He knows many things about Vietnam, heh and he's very frenly. Hmm ... if you happen to talk to him, I believe you'd think you're talking to a volunteer inside the ward instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had lots of fun during the time, was so playful I even competed with some of the residences there :"&gt;, and okie lor, I din lose all e time k? still got draw! hmmph~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's made me see how lucky and happy I am living my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left e place at ard 6pm and rushed to Shu's place. Got quite a big group today, and do you all realize that it's been such a looooooonnnnnnngggggg time that all of us are together? We still have gathering, we still go out a lot, but now and then 1 of us would be missing. The last time I think is Shu, Pig Ha, and my bdays combo celebration :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to go for a karaoke session, but in the end, decided to leave the place after helpless efforts of Shu and mine to reduce the price. It was freaking expensive tonight T_T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to that, we had a nice dinner @ Pizza Hut instead. The last time I had pizza hut was exactly 2 months ago, that time I was so full .. This time, had to fight for food haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to get home early &amp; rest coz' din really sleep for 2 days. And guess wat? We got on the bus to the wrong direction!!! Noone realized it until we reached East Coast ~~. So, though intended to get back home @ ard 10.30, I only managed to open my door @ 12.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough for now, I just wanna go to bed~~. ta ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114028499525924235?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114028499525924235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114028499525924235' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114028499525924235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114028499525924235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/late-nights-out.html' title='Late nights out'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114020820859149843</id><published>2006-02-18T03:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T04:33:40.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back home @ 3.30am</title><content type='html'>Had a long time out today. Went with Thao in the evening to collect the stuff her family has sent her. Heh din know it was the same hotel that I used to visit this time last year to collect my stuff also. Still remember I walked from Newton MRT, all the way down across very empty roads that time, which took me ard nearly 1 hour to reach the place :-s. So blur I was then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that said goodbye to sis Thao and continued another round of going out :D. But it's a little bit weird going out with a couple hor :p. Esp. in the cinema haha :)), just making me feel colder with the aircon blowing onto my head tiao~~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha just kidding, you guys are looking great together ^o^, and I'm so happy about that ^_^. At least u have someone to look after you in e future, when I can't be there anymore ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started off the bowling game very smoothly, and I think I was going to win, but finally, I was the worst .... Huhu I am always lousy ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went for some games b4 the movie started, gosh your hands are super red after that game haha (dun know what's e name eh?). My hands hurt too, but it was so fun :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intended to catch "Casanova", but there was no late show at Marina Square, so ended up watching "Walk the line" instead, which turned out to be quite a wrong choice. The story line is kinda depressing, telling about life of Johny Cash, a rock'n'roll singer in the 50s &amp; 60s. He had a family when he started his career as a singer, but it was then that he also started to fall in love with a girl in the music group going on tour with him. His life began to get messed up when he became more famous, he started to have drugs, women, and he gradually abandoned his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He changed a lot over time, his life became more and more depressing and messy; but there's one thing that just kept growing in him, his love for the girl, June Carter. In the end, he left his wife and married her, the one who helped him get back his career, his dreams and his belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie the story line is not that bad, just that it's about real life, hence super depressing sometimes haha. Still prefer watching fairy tales :"&gt;, at least can feel peaceful and merry :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone made me v touched today ... in only 1 day, many ppl approached to talk to me ... all my best frens, even "the other half" of my best frens :D. At a time, I did really cry inside the lab, which made me feel embarassed, but I just couldn't stop it ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so blessed to know how I mean to all of you :)! Thank you all, though I'm sorry I'm so stubborn that noone succeeded in persuading me, I still feel I'm v much loved by you :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is kind to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114020820859149843?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114020820859149843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114020820859149843' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114020820859149843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114020820859149843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/back-home-330am.html' title='Back home @ 3.30am'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114012054271778970</id><published>2006-02-17T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T04:13:02.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stoopig Sang!</title><content type='html'>Made me stay up whole night again haha ... He always gets me into this kind of emotion when we happen to be chatting about the past or future. But I'm super touched seeing him so sad about our days after graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I've been spending more than 1 and a half hours looking thru' all the pix of the last 4 years, and can't help laughing remembering those moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/De~%20thuong%20ghe^.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/De%7E%20thuong%20ghe%5E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Pix 1 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(April 8th, 2003)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: it's hard to find such a big group photo when noone is out to be the cameraman. Ky's bday, so many ppl in a small room, had to squiz to eat :p &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/DSCF0031.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/DSCF0031.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pix 2&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(May 2nd, 2003)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: it took me ard 5 mins to be able to press the camera button. If you see how Sang and Ky were laughing, I did CRAWL on the floor too seeing the scene. Super naughty An =))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/DSCF0018.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/400/DSCF0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Pix 3&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(May 2nd, 2003)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: taken on the same day. Look what we did with Sang's hair =)). And that was during the reading week before the final, that we were thinking of all funny stuff to do!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/DSCF0043.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/DSCF0043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Pix 4&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(August 3rd, 2003)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: another rare group photo when everyone is in :), taken at Spore zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/DSCF0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/DSCF0034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pix 5&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(CNY Eve 2004)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: Remember remember? The play that we all spent so many white nites to practice, and it turned out to be super duper fun =)). Pay attention to the "girl" in skirt =))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/DSCF00151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/DSCF00151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Pix 6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; (Dec 22nd, 2004)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: Ha's 22nd bday, "the cake is mine! the cake is mine" - i shouted :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/DSCF0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/DSCF0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Pix 7&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(Dec 17th, 2005)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: we wish you a merry christmas ^_^ &lt;p&gt;So many happy moments we've shared, which are all coming back to my mind now ... Remember that night b4 the MA1505C final, when all of us gathered in my room and watched the penguins funny clip? We laughed so much that my neighbor felt jealous and asked us to lower e volume for her to not feel curious :p. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And these are all the ppl I'll remember for the rest of my life :).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's 4am now, time to jump on bed :"&gt;. Keep smiling, keep shining :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/DSCF0038%201copy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/400/DSCF0038%201copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/9846435-114012054271778970?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114012054271778970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114012054271778970' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114012054271778970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114012054271778970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/stoopig-sang.html' title='Stoopig Sang!'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114011533457678484</id><published>2006-02-17T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T02:42:14.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Where we're gonna be when we turn 25&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking times will never change&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking things will always be the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But when we leave this year we won't be coming back&lt;br /&gt;No more hanging out cause we're on a different track&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you got something that you need to say&lt;br /&gt;You better say it right now cause you don't have another day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down&lt;br /&gt;These memories are playing like a film without sound&lt;br /&gt;And I keep thinking of that night in June&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know much of love&lt;br /&gt;But it came too soon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And there was me and you&lt;br /&gt;And then we got real blue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay at home talking on the telephone&lt;br /&gt;We'd get so excited, we'd get so scared&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at ourselves thinking life's not fair&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we go on&lt;br /&gt;We'll remember&lt;br /&gt;All the times we&lt;br /&gt;Had together&lt;br /&gt;And as our lives change&lt;br /&gt;Come Whatever&lt;br /&gt;We will still be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Friends Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So if we get the big jobs&lt;br /&gt;And we make the big money&lt;br /&gt;When we look back now&lt;br /&gt;Will our jokes still be funny?&lt;br /&gt;Will we still remember everything we learned in school?&lt;br /&gt;Still be trying to break every single rule &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Will little brainy Bobby be the stockbroker man?&lt;br /&gt;Can Heather find a job that won't interfere with her tan?&lt;br /&gt;I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking it's a time to fly&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;We will still be friends forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?&lt;br /&gt;Can we survive it out there?&lt;br /&gt;Can we make it somehow?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I thought that this would never end&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly it's like we're women and men &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Will the past be a shadow that will follow us 'round?&lt;br /&gt;Will these memories fade when I leave this town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking it's a time to fly&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114011533457678484?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114011533457678484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114011533457678484' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114011533457678484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114011533457678484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-114007894129686895</id><published>2006-02-16T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T16:35:41.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super funny Frank =))</title><content type='html'>Cannot take it to hear his voice today haha. He TOTALLY lost his voice, though he's not coughing like I did last time, it's super funny to hear him whisper. I kept laughing at him, then pretended to whisper back, coz' who knows! ppl going outside the office may think I have a problem talking to myself =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end offered to give him the rest of the big syrup bottle I have left since last time, hopefully can help. Poor thing haha ~~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we still have some flowers left, just some only. But got profits; so considered to be successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Simulation class today is super boring, and during the recitation hour, I found myself staring at the board, suddenly realized I'm somewhere else for ard 20 mins, with my eyes still open!!! Goodness, losing concentration is real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then my stomach GROWLED!! It realy did, real loud, and not just once! So embarassing huhu ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114007894129686895?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114007894129686895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114007894129686895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114007894129686895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114007894129686895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/super-funny-frank.html' title='Super funny Frank =))'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-114005901641717720</id><published>2006-02-16T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T11:03:36.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy?</title><content type='html'>I must have gone mad to give out such an offer ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dun noe what to do either ... I hope it wont turn out too bad, praying ... I will not hurt anybody, not anymore [-o&lt;, and I will work towards the best with all I have :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got lots of things ahead to do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-114005901641717720?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/114005901641717720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=114005901641717720' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114005901641717720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/114005901641717720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/crazy.html' title='Crazy?'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113999146261137048</id><published>2006-02-15T15:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T18:32:46.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone with the wind</title><content type='html'>What I like most about "Gone with the wind" is the last scene in the movie, when Scarlet returned to the beginning place where she started her life journey. If you still all remember, that is the scene of a woman stepping her feet back on her home land, smiled to herself and said: "At last, I'm home. In the end, tomorrow is a brand new day"... The last sentence just goes so well with the title!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is an out-going type of person, she's brave, strong and she shines with her characters. But no matter how hard she's struggled to adjust herself to new lives, new places, new ppl ..., it turns out that there are just some places of the world she doesn't belong to. Though that is the life she strives for, the simple fact is that it is not made for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can never be a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even her loved one can do nothing about it either, and he left her in the end, though he used to love her so much. Just simply bcoz', the world has its own rules that ppl can not always overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lucky for her, she still always has a place where she can return to, the starting point where she has left off. She has a past to lean on, and a place that is made for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I've learnt about "Gone with the wind".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories can never be forgotten, no matter how hard you try. It only matters the way you remember them. Everything has many sides to it, so it depends on us which sides we want to look at more. I don't want to forget anything; to me, to be truthful to yourself is the most important thing. I'm glad I've been thru' many kinds of situation; so that in the end, I know how to treasure what I have, rather than to mourn on things I cannot get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the words someone has written, and I really like it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"The journey goes on. Sometimes I travelled alone. Sometimes there were others who took the wheel... and took my heart. Sometimes when the destination was reached, it wasn't me who arrived... it wasn't me at all. Losing your way on the journey is unfortunate, but losing your reason for the journey is a fate more cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Once you lose yourself you have two choices: find the person you used to be or lose that person completely. Because sometimes we have to step outside the person you've been, and remember the person you are meant to be. The person you wanted to be. The person you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;As we strain to grasp the things we desire, the things that we think will make our lives better...money, popularity,fame...we ignore what truly matter...the simple things like friendship, family, love...the things we probably already had."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;REMEMBER ME THIS WAY :)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113999146261137048?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113999146261137048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113999146261137048' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113999146261137048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113999146261137048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/gone-with-wind_15.html' title='Gone with the wind'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113992004287969291</id><published>2006-02-14T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T20:27:22.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're absolutely right!!!</title><content type='html'>The feeling of getting high is super cool. Really can forget for a while what the heck we are up to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I get more beer for occassions like this? hmmm pondering, maybe that's a good idea =)). then need to get some fillets to go with it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conclusion:&lt;/strong&gt; u dont always need someone else to drink with you, you can just drink alone! that's what's good about it :D !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conclusion 2: &lt;/strong&gt;I'm not drunk enough, still can blog haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113992004287969291?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113992004287969291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113992004287969291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113992004287969291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113992004287969291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/youre-absolutely-right.html' title='You&apos;re absolutely right!!!'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113991115884878702</id><published>2006-02-14T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T13:56:20.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>痴心绝对</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="MediaPlayer1" pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/MediaPlayer/" src="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~buithuhu/chin.wma" width="200" height="50" type="application/x-mplayer2" autostart="0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想用一杯latte把你灌醉&lt;br /&gt;好让你能多爱我一点&lt;br /&gt;暗恋的滋味你不懂这种感觉&lt;br /&gt;早有人陪的你永远不会&lt;br /&gt;看见你和他在我面前&lt;br /&gt;证明我的爱只是愚昧&lt;br /&gt;你不懂我的那些憔悴&lt;br /&gt;是你永远不曾过的体会&lt;br /&gt;为你付出那种伤心你永远不了解&lt;br /&gt;我又何苦勉强自己爱上你的一切&lt;br /&gt;你又狠狠逼退我的防备&lt;br /&gt;静静关上门来默数我的泪&lt;br /&gt;明知道让你离开他的世界不可能会&lt;br /&gt;我还傻傻等到奇迹出现的那一天&lt;br /&gt;直到那一天你会发现&lt;br /&gt;真正爱你的人独自守着伤悲&lt;br /&gt;曾经我以为我自己会后悔&lt;br /&gt;不想爱的太多痴心绝对&lt;br /&gt;为你落第一滴泪&lt;br /&gt;为你做任何改变&lt;br /&gt;也唤不回你对我的坚决&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113991115884878702?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113991115884878702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113991115884878702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113991115884878702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113991115884878702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title='痴心绝对'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-113990190835303528</id><published>2006-02-14T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T15:25:08.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blank</title><content type='html'>The first feeling I have after 30 consecutively hours non-sleep, of which 20 hours was spent inside a 16 degree Celcius room, is I'm now totally broken down, mentally + physically. Just realized I haven't got anything, not water nor food, since 3am in the morning. And now? I hate the idea of stuffing anything inside my mouth, coz' that would for sure make me puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working with flowers is nice, but I totally did overwork myself. I'm so blank all I wanna think about is sleep, jump on bed, and never to wake up again. Technically, never to wake up again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish I could wipe my brain out, wipe wipe wipe, wipe it all over, and begin with a new blank page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine, supposed to be some day when I'm so happy for all of my frens, has turned out to be a day when everything in me, my thoughts, my feelings, my health, my brain ... runs dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plz refrain from contacting me thru' my phone, I can hear you but you wont be able to hear me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And plz let me calm myself down first ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113990190835303528?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113990190835303528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113990190835303528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113990190835303528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113990190835303528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/blank.html' title='Blank'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113975606300903473</id><published>2006-02-12T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:58:33.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The job begins :-s</title><content type='html'>Both hands are super tired now after 1 day of wrapping the flowers. Actually I think the roses are a little bit small, I still prefer those roses back there in VN, can get 1 huge rose with a diameter of a small orange for ard 8000 dong (&lt; s$1). Ohh that is the price on these special days, such as Valentine days. Here the cheapest price for a small rose is S$5 :-&amp;. Heh come to think about it, I wonder if girls would prefer a bouquet of 100 roses or giving them the $$$ itself lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back is also aching madly, can any kind soul give me a massage :p?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still have many words to study for the test tomorrow, but dun noe if I can make it through tonite. The result of staying up for 3 consecutive nites last week has led me to endless zzzz-ing yesterday + today. Really feel like cannot make it out of bed :-&amp;amp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But die die must stay up tonight T_T!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow Valentine coming reminds me of smt v funny happening 4 years ago ... Good memories never die :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113975606300903473?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113975606300903473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113975606300903473' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113975606300903473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113975606300903473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/job-begins-s.html' title='The job begins :-s'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113965254205038901</id><published>2006-02-11T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T18:09:02.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HYP reload</title><content type='html'>Not my copyright :p! But I did one little modification lol, so considered as co-operate!! hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/ken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/ken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/9846435-113965254205038901?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113965254205038901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113965254205038901' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113965254205038901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113965254205038901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/hyp-reload.html' title='HYP reload'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113954156723027895</id><published>2006-02-10T11:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T17:18:22.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good laugh for the day</title><content type='html'>=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(With sincere understanding of loading the webpage for low connections, I've decided to not embed the video on my blog. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/player.swf?video_id=vEWLwz6JRNE"&gt;Want some fun? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113954156723027895?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113954156723027895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113954156723027895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113954156723027895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113954156723027895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/good-laugh-for-day_10.html' title='A good laugh for the day'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-113942522457071444</id><published>2006-02-09T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T03:19:59.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough!!! ...</title><content type='html'>... of emotional stuff on my blog! Time for some bright highlights of the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are the things that are keeping me busy during this time other than my HYP? Told u last time that I'm v much into $$$ lately right? Yup no doubt about it, I'm all up for $$ now, with the scary sight of 3 more months along the road when I'd be kicked out of NUS; no more scholarship, no more bursaries, and I'm gonna be starved b4 I manage to get a job :-&amp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it might not be the case if everything goes smoothly for my plan then, but who knows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've gone for some interviews, hmm actually just 1 :"&gt;, then registered for V-day flowers sale too, hoping to get some $$ to fill my stomach before I lose more kg. Anyone of you who wants to get some nice flowers for your loved ones on that special day, plzz contact me *drool*. (no discount guaranteed but best flowers are assured to be offered ^_^; if required, I'd fight with other sellers to get those for ya ^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad wrote yesterday telling about my neighbor, bro Nam's wedding. It's really a strange feeling thinking about someone so close to you from your very childhood to get married at this moment. Still remember how he often knocked my head when we were v small, then always ran around and played w me. Sometimes he made me cry and when I ran back to mum to tell him off, she always said: "aiyaa your own business, solve it with ur future husband"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *cow face*!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was so beautiful back then. when I was small, those who were closest to me must have been bro Nam and sis Van, his older sister. Since the 2 families live nextdoor to each other, all best dishes would be shared when there was some ceremony in 1 of the 2 houses. Everytime when it rained heavily and my little house began to be flooded, yes! flooded to the very true meaning - while mum and dad were out to work - sis Van would always come to help protecting me, the girl who was being terribly scared of thunders and the water which was raising so fast to the level of the bed at that time ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad said everyone was very happy at bro Nam's wedding. He's getting married to someone he's known for nearly 20 years, since his primary school time. Woo really admirable. Dad also wrote that his father read this during the wedding: "Today we are all here to celebrate the happiest moment of our 2 children: Tran Thanh Van ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He realized the mistake and changed the name "Tran Thanh Van" to "Tran Hoai Nam" right after that. Everyone was in a silence for a moment, and if I were there, I guessed a tear would have been shed .... Sis Van passed away 4 years ago, due to an incurable disease ... I was not at the hospital at that time, but I've heard enough stories about how her mother has broken down, how her bf held her so tight and long after she had stopped breathing, never wanted to let anyone take her away .... I myself cried non-stop for 3 days after her death ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis Van was someone I could never forget, for all the smiles she has brought into my life. I couldn't hear much of her laughters during the last few years of her life; illness had worn her out, but memories about our childhood has never faded ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's why, compared to those whom this life is so cruel to, I believe that being not in pain is already such a treasurable happiness that we sometimes take for granted ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really happy for bro Nam now ^_^, and for sis Van and all those closest ones to me who have passed away, I'm sure I need to live on strong and happy, so that memories about them would have more chances to be recalled in this life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough for a long entry, time to get back to my 20 pages of German new words for next week test now :-&amp;amp;. God bless me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113942522457071444?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113942522457071444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113942522457071444' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113942522457071444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113942522457071444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/enough.html' title='Enough!!! ...'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113938346303869747</id><published>2006-02-08T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T15:24:23.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super sianzzz</title><content type='html'>:( It's been with me for 3 months, since Nov 9th, and now it's gone :(( :(( :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been digging up every centimeter inside my room and still cannot find it again :( :(. Mind is so blur I dun even know when and where I last saw it :((...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really sad sad :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In deepest memory of something good T_T : My blue watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If anyone catches a glimpse of the above property, please inform me. Reward is guaranteed :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super duper sianzz now :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113938346303869747?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113938346303869747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113938346303869747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113938346303869747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113938346303869747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/super-sianzzz.html' title='Super sianzzz'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-113933378507593121</id><published>2006-02-08T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T01:41:05.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night</title><content type='html'>Another late night again, I should have gone to sleep 2 hours ago, but after having a talk with Shu earlier, I suddenly feel hollow inside ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a plan inside my mind, which to me, is the best solution for everyone. But I can't help feeling scared of the time that might pass so fast, how much time do I have left? No matter how much I'm trying to treasure each and every moment, I'm still afraid I might miss out on moments that have so many meanings to me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could catch them and store inside a box, so that later, I can always take them out and smile, remembering all the sweetest and hardest days ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried while chatting with Shu, I really did, hee silly I am rite? What's waiting ahead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You would never know how much I wish there were a way for me to stay ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113933378507593121?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113933378507593121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113933378507593121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113933378507593121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113933378507593121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/late-night.html' title='Late night'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113907632336883255</id><published>2006-02-05T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T02:05:23.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless</title><content type='html'>Suddenly my eyes are so wide open and I dun feel like jumping on bed at all ... Something is getting into my mind I cannot really define, but some kind of a deepening feeling ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep thinking about this girl I know, not a very close fren to me, but somehow I feel like I can clearly read through her mind, what she's thinking, what she's been going through ... For the first time this year (lunar year, so it's been 1 week uptil now :D), I'm feeling smt sinking inside ... Wonder how would I struggle if I were in her shoes ... would I have enough strength? would I have enough hope and belief? How would I stand strong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I made a walk during the night just now at the stadium, and to my surprise, when I came back home, it had been 1 and a half hour passing by ... Was so deep in thoughts I din realize time flied so fast. Now legs are very tired too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after a cloudy day, the sky was very clear tonight. If you ever look up, you'll catch a lot of stars, bright ones! and u can even watch the half-full moon setting freaking early at 11.30pm, the time when it is supposed to rise. 1 more week and it would be full moon again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone asked me again if I ever think of going back ... to be more accurate, getting back ... Wonder how and what I am to tell that someone ... Life has been changing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113907632336883255?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113907632336883255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113907632336883255' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113907632336883255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113907632336883255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/sleepless.html' title='Sleepless'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113898212136488871</id><published>2006-02-03T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T23:55:21.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunnie and windie</title><content type='html'>That's how the weather is like these days. Really love the wind so much ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent some time with Shu sitting at the stadium and tok cok in the evening after a session of beer and bbq pork. Find the beer quite light hmm, got no effect on me haha. Ey dun get the wrong idea, normally I never drink k? but it doesnt mean I cannot drink, actually think i dun get drunk easily at all, esp. when I'm in the right mode of mind. There are quite a lot of stars tonight, and it's v cool with the wind playing around ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm getting fat again!!! Keep eating and eating, but was late for the dessert with Thao after accompanying Shu so ended up got nothing left to eat T_T. Pretended to be nice and asked for nothing else, but actually I was still full of beer then :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my 2261 group got a get-together by pure chance. Was so surprised to see Junyang and Myo waving to me when I was going for the survey session. Got 15$ for 20 mins filling in a form, cool huh? Lately I feel like I'm v much $$$-addicted. Suddenly want to earn as much money as I can ... heh ... whereas previously finance is not really my concern. Anyone got any chances to earn money? tell me tell me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113898212136488871?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113898212136488871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113898212136488871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113898212136488871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113898212136488871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/sunnie-and-windie.html' title='Sunnie and windie'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-113879327675893438</id><published>2006-02-01T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T20:45:30.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So many clouds still dont wanna rain!?</title><content type='html'>It's been cloudy all day, which raised a hope in me that it would mark the end of the raining season with a really heavy one. But NO! all clouds just scatterred on the sky whole day, doing a good job of lazing around and dun wanna transform into water drops to fall down. *Sigh sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But spring has begun with lots of sunlight, which is good for health I guess. I've been v healthy these days, not to mention mentally too ^_^. A really happy CNY for me, with lots of activities that helped me to enjoy myself so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/DSCN1328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/DSCN1328.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Shu and Huy for dragging me along on the Pulau Ubin trip on Monday. Spent whole day cycling in the sun, laughed a lot and ... scratched a lot too. Looking for "treasures" inside those abandoned house on the island was not an easy job, sometimes made Shu and me wanna puke :-&amp;. But it was fun, I like the "brain" game the most, in which we won with a great support from something called luck. And travelling on the ferry was just too fantastic for me, as I've always been in love with anything got water involved :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/DSCF0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/DSCF0045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a somewhat called long holiday, I'm now having all the energy I need to restart myself ^_^. Gonna be v happy this year, and will try my best in everything I do :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wish that all of us would get a good job after graduation, aja aja!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113879327675893438?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113879327675893438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113879327675893438' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113879327675893438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113879327675893438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-many-clouds-still-dont-wanna-rain.html' title='So many clouds still dont wanna rain!?'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113852936717586540</id><published>2006-01-29T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T18:09:27.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a brand new year ^_^</title><content type='html'>My first wish to everyone: HAPPY GREAT LUNAR NEW YEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time yesterday at Shu's place with food and a nice fireworks display at Esplanade. The pix will tell it all ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice decoration made by Shu and Khanh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/DSCF0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/DSCF0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new year dinner *drool drool*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/DSCF0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/DSCF0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's cheer for a great new year to come, wishing everyone health and wealth and happiness ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/DSCF0028.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/DSCF0028.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/DSCF0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/200/DSCF0043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dressing up for a fun outing, our last trip on bus of the rooster year ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/DSCF0044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/200/DSCF0044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How come In is so sleepy in this pix haha? ------------------&gt;&gt;&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;Everyone looks great? ;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/Picture%20101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/Picture%20101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly we do =p~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/Picture%20113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/Picture%20113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blurry effect, nice fireworks ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/Picture%20123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/Picture%20123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a very happy new year ahead. Believe it and keep it to your heart, may all your wishes come true (certainly with the help of your efforts :D). Let's smile always :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113852936717586540?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113852936717586540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113852936717586540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113852936717586540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113852936717586540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-brand-new-year.html' title='It&apos;s a brand new year ^_^'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-113811637643109665</id><published>2006-01-24T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T23:26:16.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so dead</title><content type='html'>I feel a deep sympathy for my dear neighbors who have had to put up with my horrible coughing for the last 5 days (or more?). My most sincere apology, but I've got no way else either, really wanna throw a rock into my throat and keep it from popping out any kinds of sound grrrr!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also dead for skipping classes for the last 2 days, and the probability of skipping the 3rd one tomorrow is growing high considering my condition. Not that bad as in totally lying in bed as on Monday, but I'm afraid with this kind of coughing, no lecturer is gonna be able to deliver any lessons despite any help from modern sound technologies T_T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm v grateful to you all who have shown your concern, and thanks to I?n and sis Thao who have kept me from starving, though I can't eat much these days... My instant porridge does prove its usefulness at times like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal: get well b4 Chinese New Year! I totally don't want to spend the next whole year dealing with all this illness *kick kick*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113811637643109665?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113811637643109665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113811637643109665' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113811637643109665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113811637643109665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-so-dead.html' title='I&apos;m so dead'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113798462610828886</id><published>2006-01-23T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T10:55:17.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ants here, ants there, ants everywhere</title><content type='html'>It is the raining season, and ants are making a migration from their normal house inside bushes or under a tree to ... somewhere I don't know. But the problem is, they are choosing a route which is not at all to the convenience of one of OKR's residences: MY ROOM @#!$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never hated ants until yesterday! There must have been a few hundreds of ants crawling on the floor beside the wall. Though I've tried best to spot out if there's any source of provisions which might attract those tiny animals, no successful achievement made. Was darn tired at the moment so I chose to not give a heck of care about it and just went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzZZZZZ ... *ouch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was at midnight that I was woken up by a bite, nope, 3 bites on my leg!! OMG some ants chose to abandon their herd and started to crawl onto my BED!!! This time, it was out of my endurance... All I want was just a sleep, "you crawl on floor, oh well, feel free to. But! But now u're disturbing me, cannot take it anymore!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the first time in my life, I killed a few hundreds of animals (*eeekkk*) by 1 bottle of water ... *faint*, and saved my life a good sleep whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I saw that herd of ants still migrating, but they're clever enough now to not make their way thru' my room again, but choosing some other room instead. God bless them this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: You really need to have a huge love for animals to live in OKR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another note of the day, think I'm gonna take an MC for this afternoon's class, feel so tired cannot make it ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;TMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113798462610828886?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113798462610828886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113798462610828886' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113798462610828886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113798462610828886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/ants-here-ants-there-ants-everywhere.html' title='Ants here, ants there, ants everywhere'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113791262507231169</id><published>2006-01-22T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T14:51:09.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping madness</title><content type='html'>The effect of all the kinds of meds I'm taking makes my life dull!! Kept sleeping like I have nothing else to do whole day. Woke up first time @6.30am, went back to sleep until 10am. Managed to stay up until ard 11am, then went back to sleep again until 2.30am. Arghhh and tons of work is still waiting to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I've totally lost my voice, I sound like a 60-year-old auntie now. But thanks to the meds you've got me, I'm feeling much better than yesterday now. Lucky I am ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113791262507231169?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113791262507231169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113791262507231169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113791262507231169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113791262507231169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/sleeping-madness.html' title='Sleeping madness'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-113782116482991512</id><published>2006-01-21T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T13:26:04.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up</title><content type='html'>My long due posts about the 5-day journey are up now. But you'd need to scroll all the way down as I've written those entries for long but never published until now. Still to be continued though :D, waiting for some pix to arrive to Spore T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i'm blogging like madness these days 8-} ... )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113782116482991512?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113782116482991512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113782116482991512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113782116482991512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113782116482991512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/up.html' title='Up'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-113781320208527644</id><published>2006-01-21T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T13:23:58.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My journey (part 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I woke up at 5.20am, feeling so guitly to find sis had left. Ughh should have woken up earlier, but as I had missed her anyway, I took my time to wash up and wait for one of her cousins to accompany me going over to the hairdresser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to her house at around 7.15am, was very scared that I might have been late as the groom would come around that time. But luckily, everything seemed to be as normal. Waited until nearly 9am, the groom and his relatives came. In VN, it is a tradition for the groom's family to pass the bride's a whole set of wedding presents on the day the bride becomes his wife. And the bridesmaids are to be the ones who would be there to take those passed from the groom's best frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I was dead the moment I saw that casket of betel and areca-nut, one of the heaviest of all, passing to me ... That was the moment when I began to feel thankful for all the years in Spore I've been spending moving luggage around at the end of each semester, which gave me sufficient training for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks God I didn't drop it on the way upstairs, not to mention I was in the traditional long dress, an efficient tool for preventing you from moving comfortably and safely *still sweating*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing went wrong, I was very glad that I din make any mistakes. Poor sis was startled by the balloons exloding when she stepped out of the door, but wasn't it great you've got ur husband right beside for you to lean on that moment :p? As I think, it's a good sign sis, meaning u'll always have him when you fall ^_^!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so sis left. Came back to rest (or rather, to hide from the sun shining outside) for a while until 3pm. Jubnov came and brought me to the hairdresser. This time, not to wait for the bride's make-up, but to get my hair redo :D. Been always wondering if I should change my hair style or not, normally I won't dare changing that much. But at that moment, some strange feelings gave me enough courage to do the "renovation".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening went over to eat with Pig Ha and just rode around the streets. HCM city is not that much different from Hanoi, but it does have more shops and it is very crowded. The important thing is it has lots of places to eat until late at night *drool*, and the food is just fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to In's place quite late, took a bath and jumped to bed. Fell asleep so fast I never managed to listen to the 2nd song in the mp3 player...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(to be continued ... )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113781320208527644?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113781320208527644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113781320208527644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113781320208527644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113781320208527644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-journey-part-3.html' title='My journey (part 3)'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-113780120506150435</id><published>2006-01-21T07:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T07:53:25.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Shu!</title><content type='html'>Must have been disturbed by my coughing whole night :-s. But evil Shu!! Drank all water never helped to fill up :P, made me wake up at 2am to find nothing to drink and go back to sleep T_T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's another bright Saturday I guess :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113780120506150435?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113780120506150435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113780120506150435' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113780120506150435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113780120506150435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/poor-shu.html' title='Poor Shu!'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113775761511037835</id><published>2006-01-20T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T19:49:05.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No rain today</title><content type='html'>Though it's a little bit cloudy now, the whole day has stayed clear of rain. Went to the library again in the morning, tried to get some work done, but not very fruitful. Getting some light sore throat, wondering whom I've got it from hmm hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Ankith with his new gf during lunch. Ankith is the guy who's been working at OSA with me since last July. He's very talkative and his curiosity raises almost all the questions that are asked around at our counter in OSA, which means ... he's the one who always talks most of the time haha. But he's kind of frenly and easy-going. (Still find his name funny =)) ... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meeting with sup in the afternoon went on as usual, usual in the sense that sup still kept talking a lot, and bcoz' there are 4 of us, time is kinda wasted hearing other's stuff, as I don't have much idea what's going on in their parts. Discussed about report that we are going to submit in late March, think we'd better start writing soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it's really not bcoz' i'm not taking care of my own health, I've been eating very on time and regularly, I eat a lot, sleep a lot too, I also bring water bottle with me anytime anywhere. Still I guess there is sometime in life your body went down for a ... maintanance? =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113775761511037835?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113775761511037835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113775761511037835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113775761511037835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113775761511037835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/no-rain-today.html' title='No rain today'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-113771699661518463</id><published>2006-01-20T07:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T11:28:20.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My journey (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dawn came at 630 in the morning. Forgot that Spore time is 1 hour ahead, so when I looked at my hp and saw 730, I thought to myself "Oh man!!! It's 830 here now, and I'm supposed to wake up early". I din realize I was wrong until 2 hours later, when I suddenly looked at another clock and saw it slowly reaching 8.30am ... Accompanied sis to the hairdresser where they helped to make up for the bride. I'm glad I was there, coz' if I had not been, I would have been so amazed to see sis after the make-up. Ohhh man, you looked so gorgious, really v different from normal!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine her in the red traditional wedding ao-dai, woo hooo ~~~, no wonder why the children who passed by the wedding gate shouted so loudly "The bride looks so pretty!!" I grinned all the way looking at you standing there with him, feeling so happy that you are smiling that brightly ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole day was spent standing beside sis to assist her if she needed to change (wahaha!!) or anything. Wee my first time as a bridesmaid, poor sis shouted when I took off her earings so hard *sob sob*. got to know other cousins of sis who are also very nice and frenly. I really like to talk to Southern ppl, maybe 1 of the reasons why my accent has been changed so much :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went smoothly until I fell asleep at night, so glad that I was too busy to think of anything else ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(to be continued ...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113771699661518463?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113771699661518463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113771699661518463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113771699661518463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113771699661518463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-journey-part-2.html' title='My journey (part 2)'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-113767551208826562</id><published>2006-01-19T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T20:58:32.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The candles</title><content type='html'>My fragrant candles since bday are smelling v good these days after a long sleep during the vacation. Can immediately feel the smeel when I open the door to my room, or now when I'm sitting here typing these words. Good candles!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113767551208826562?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113767551208826562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113767551208826562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113767551208826562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113767551208826562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/candles.html' title='The candles'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-113767262762384242</id><published>2006-01-19T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T20:17:00.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My super duper bad luck!</title><content type='html'>The day started with a bright sun after my 5-hour sleep last night. It's been a v long time since I last went to school that early in the morning, felt v uplifted seeing ppl talking, having bfast at the canteen or rushing for early class. Decided to go to lib first before my 11am class to get some reading. That 6th floor used to be so familiar to me during my year 2, going back there this time raised some feelings about the past :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to stay awake during simulation class. I still prefer those level 1 or 2 modules in which there are lots of students and you can watch or eavesdrop what others are doing for fun when you feel asleep *grin*. The module is quite okie until now, quite easy for the beginning, just hope for a moderate assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After class had lunch with An, then went to Clementi to buy some food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was going smoothly until I decided to go for dinner. While I was walking towards the canteen, the idiot tummy suddenly groaned!! For a moment I had to stop and stand still. But it's not such a big deal, as the pain went off quite quickly, the thing is everything became so dark before my eyes, and I couldn't see anything clearly. AND I had no idea that the next step I was going to make was right above that 30-cm deep drain!!! MY GOSH!!! Certainly I fell onto it tiao ~~~ I could even feel ppl around looking at me with astonishment :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though quite embarassed, I managed to stand up immediately and walked to the canteen. It seemed like everything was okie until I reached the first pink table. My big toe started to hurt so much I felt like it was broken!!! So decided to sit down and go nowhere else further T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luck is still beside me when I got Thao to buy me dinner and Sang who accidentally passed by and who also accidentally got some oil with him, which helped me ease the pain a lot. Thanks God the toe is not broken, it just hurt for a while and it's getting better now *phewz*. But I AM 100% SURE that a super bad star is shining brightly (or rather, doomly) upon my head!!! Now I've got no choice but to sit inside my room, restricting myself from any energy-wasting movements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's wait and see what are the things that are coming up next. I still have another 11 months to go for this year *fainted*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113767262762384242?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113767262762384242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113767262762384242' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113767262762384242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113767262762384242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-super-duper-bad-luck.html' title='My super duper bad luck!'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113760232030555436</id><published>2006-01-18T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T00:39:39.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep raining, just keep raining!!!</title><content type='html'>I love this season in Singapore. If I'm going to leave this place soon, rain would be smt I remember the most about this island, next would be the sea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It keeps pouring down a lot these days. It always clouds over in the afternoon and then the whole sky gets dark v quickly, followed by the heavy rain ... This afternoon I managed to escape the raindrops right after I stepped into IHPC. Sitting inside the lab watching the rain is always a pleasure. But glad bcoz' today I've cleared many doubts about my work thanks to Emilda and Jie Wei, I should really go to IHPC more often from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to SOC at 530pm, and then had dinner with jubnov, hippo and jt. Got some good jokes right? :p, though there are lots of miscommunication among us haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner had no mood for work, so went over to Sim Lim. I've wanted to get myself an mp3 player for a long time, but never really did. So in the end, I've got it today, as a reward for my hard working day :D. It started to rain v heavily again the moment I was walking in the open air towards Sim Lim, got wet through, was quite cold, but still enjoyed the rain lots :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally someone is asking me to stay back in Spore after I graduate, *touched*. Very confused at this moment actually, I want to stay, but there are many reasons why I need to go ... how now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach doesn't hurt badly today anymore, but that irritating feeling kept distracting me from work all day. Really want to smack tummy!! Stop disturbing me grrr!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113760232030555436?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113760232030555436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113760232030555436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113760232030555436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113760232030555436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/keep-raining-just-keep-raining.html' title='Keep raining, just keep raining!!!'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113754434293905293</id><published>2006-01-18T07:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T14:54:52.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And so ...</title><content type='html'>... Dad's left! His visit is really short, din manage to bring him around much as either he doesn't wanna go "there" or he's tired at the time, hence just let him wander around near school *shy*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad is asking me to go back and work at home when I finish my undergrad course here. Though he doesn't stress on the matter much, I know he wants me to spend more time with him and mum during these years ... And then, I guess he wants me to get married soon too, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll give it a thought on going back after July, but about the other matter, I'm afraid you'll REALLY have to wait for long dad *sweat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While seeing dad off to airport, it rained v heavily in the east. Don't know if it was raining that much over here, but there was loud thunderstorm and the rain poured down like cats and dogs. Was startled a little bit by the loud thunder even when I was sitting inside the train, heh! Wee, just love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the food Dad brought has been GONE!! In just 2 hours, that was very much normal for those frens of mine who can really eat! haha but thanks a lot, coz' I don't know if I can ever finish those if ever I have to eat on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had a bad stomachache again last night after the gathering. Think it's mainly bcoz' I stopped taking meds, but I really hate being giddy and have headache once I take it *angry*!! However, had no choice but to take it last nite, and jumped to bed v early at 10pm, thanks Shu for being there to help take water :p *love love*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the phifzer "patient", hope the bloodsuckers would not drain you today, and remember to SMACK the nurse if he/she does not know the basic steps of inserting the tube again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/PIC_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/PIC_0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113754434293905293?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113754434293905293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113754434293905293' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113754434293905293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113754434293905293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/and-so.html' title='And so ...'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113731932191376197</id><published>2006-01-15T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T18:06:39.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>Serene : u're male or female?&lt;br /&gt;Snow : female&lt;br /&gt;Serene : ok gd&lt;br /&gt;Serene : ahaha&lt;br /&gt;Serene : which yr&lt;br /&gt;Snow : u're female too rite? &lt;em&gt;(stoopig qsn!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow : me yr 4 already&lt;br /&gt;Serene : yupz&lt;br /&gt;Serene : ahaha&lt;br /&gt;Snow : hahha&lt;br /&gt;Serene : OMG&lt;br /&gt;Serene : im yr1&lt;br /&gt;Serene : omg&lt;br /&gt;Snow : tiao&lt;br /&gt;Serene : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;so old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serene : ahahaa&lt;br /&gt;Snow : *speechless*&lt;br /&gt;Snow : miss!! not that old okie? only 3 yrs older&lt;br /&gt;Serene : ahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note:&lt;/em&gt; this is not an online get-to-know-each-other session. This is a you-sell-I-buy old textbooks conversation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113731932191376197?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113731932191376197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113731932191376197' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113731932191376197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113731932191376197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title='..'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113726579136490147</id><published>2006-01-15T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T03:09:51.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad's visit</title><content type='html'>Just back from Changi, Tiger Airways flight from Hanoi has been delayed to 1 hour later than previously, so it is super late now~~. After leaving Shu's place, I was so "lucky" to catch the wrong MRT to Boon Lay instead of Changi direction, and din realize it until I reached Red Hill &gt;_&lt;, and the problem is it was past 11.30pm then, I had a very high chance of missing the last train from Tanah Merah to Changi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 seconds more and I would have missed the last train, which was considered to be a super great luck! Waited at the airport for 1 hour b4 dad's plane landed, exactly the place where nearly 2 months ago, someone was waiting for me. Smiled all the way thinking about those good old days :D, very happy to recall those memories indeed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now 230am and Dad said he's not tired yet *sweat*. Hmm but got nothing to entertain Dad at this hour, so chased him to bed *shy shy*. But look at what Dad brings for me, 1 whole suitcase of food!!! Oh man, mum is really gonna make me fat! But dear mum, you've forgotten there are lots of frens around me who would volunteer to help me finish everything even without my request! You know who you are &gt;:)!! But still, really drooling already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn*, think I'm going to bed now, it's a good sign that my tummy doesn't trouble me today, just some uneasy feeling, but v little sometimes :), hence no more worry :D!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite nite to you all :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113726579136490147?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113726579136490147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113726579136490147' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113726579136490147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113726579136490147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/dads-visit.html' title='Dad&apos;s visit'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113706692392784689</id><published>2006-01-12T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T13:57:02.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven ...</title><content type='html'>In deep memory of a very dear person who has been with me through many years of my childhood, who has gone too soon, too young ... I still remember your smile, your laughters, your voice, your everything ... The day you passed away ... Though the words the girl say in the song do not really apply, they're very much touching, and it's the same way I'm remembering you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="MediaPlayer1" pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/MediaPlayer/" src="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~buithuhu/temp/heaven.wma" width="200" height="50" type="application/x-mplayer2" autostart="0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Dj Sammy - Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Oh thinkin about our younger years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;There was only you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We were young and wild and free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Now nothing can take you away from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We've been down that road before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;But that's over now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You keep me coming back for more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Baby you're all that I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;When you're lying here in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I'm finding it hard to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We're in heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And love is all that I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And I found it there in your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It isn't too hard to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We're In Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Oh, once in your life you find someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Who will turn your world around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Pick you up when u're feeling down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Now nothing can change what you mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;there's a lot that i could say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Just hold me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Cause our love will light the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Baby you're all that I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;When you're lying here in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I'm finding it hard to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We're in heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And love is all that I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And I found it there in your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It isn't too hard to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We're In Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I've been waiting for so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;For something to ripe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Would love to come along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Now our dreams are coming true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Through the good times and the bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I'll be standing there by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Baby you're all that I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;When you're lying here in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I'm finding it hard to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We're in heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And love is all that I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;And I found it there in your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It isn’t too hard to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We're In Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Oh oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We're In Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113706692392784689?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113706692392784689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113706692392784689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113706692392784689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113706692392784689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/heaven.html' title='Heaven ...'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-113695309536739715</id><published>2006-01-11T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T11:17:55.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt very uneasy and tired on the plane. Head was nearly bursting out, so exhausted that I finally fell asleep until the plane landed. Never stepped outside Tan Son Nhat airport before so everything was totally new to me. Luckily, it's Vietnam, so at least you know how to catch a "xe o^m" :p (literally in English: "hugging motorbike"). Everyone was busy so I had to find my own way to fren's house. The driver was a young guy, maybe just a few years older than me. After some words of negotiation, it was concluded by him that northen gals are very tough-going ... Hey, it's not called tough-going okie? It's called firm, and consistent, and btw, it's $$ issue *grinz*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After another half an hour combing the whole city to find her house (funny thing is he din know where the street is either 8-}), we ended up stuck at the place said to be near her house, but yet to find the place. So he stopped, and told me:&lt;br /&gt;- I think you should make a phone call.&lt;br /&gt;- Okie - I agreed - but ... why do you stop here? I see no public phone booth? - I was looking all around, trying to catch a glimpse of some public phone that may be hiding behind a tree or wat.&lt;br /&gt;- Use mine! - he said, took out from his pocket a mobile and gave me.&lt;br /&gt;Was so surprised I nearly laughed myself off. Never knew that they provided calling service together with "o^m"-ing service :p. HCM city drivers are quite civilized!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With some more efforts, we finally found the place which was just a few steps away in an alley. Fren was not home, so greeted by her aunts and uncles. It was a little bit difficult for me at first to remember all her relatives, coz' it was a HUGE family. But everyone was so nice and frenly that I immediately felt like home. You have such a great family sis!! :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was still a little bit tired so went to sleep. And I think I slept for around 2 to 3 hours *sweat*. In the evening, had dinner and helped fren to prepare for the next day. It was gonna be an important day of her life; and certainly, anxiety, excitement and happiness could be seen in her eyes :p. Tiredness too, but above all, who would complain on such minor things when they are in the midst of overwhelming happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sleepy feeling came to take over me quite soon again that day, so went to bed early. Nothing much of the first day, except the feeling in e morning b4 flying off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(to be continued..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113695309536739715?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113695309536739715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113695309536739715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113695309536739715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113695309536739715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-journey.html' title='My journey'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-113689139684599667</id><published>2006-01-10T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T19:09:56.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again</title><content type='html'>Super tired after a whole day travelling, been sitting on bus since 8am in the morning, reached Ho Chi Minh city by 11am, got on plane by 1pm, and din get back to EA until 6pm ... Feeling all exhausted, but got a good trip after 5 days. Met lots of ppl, got to know many traditions, lived in brand new lands, and changed my hair style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a bad headache now so will be updating about the trip later. Really hope to get permission to upload some pix, those are just too gorgeous to be forgotten!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113689139684599667?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113689139684599667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113689139684599667' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113689139684599667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113689139684599667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/back-again.html' title='Back again'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113628732747661825</id><published>2006-01-03T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T08:31:18.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upon new Student Service Center</title><content type='html'>Was forgotten by Ms.Has this morning, and had to stay alone at the Student Service Center until nearly 230 &gt;_&lt;. As not many students are approaching our counter for student's pass at this time of the year, I had an opportunity to keep yawning and looking at other students desperatedly waiting for their queue number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As observed, the new Student Service Center is not as effective as it's supposed to be. Despite the fact that there may be a modern queuing system, the number of officers serving students are too few to process all enquiries in minimum time. And the system also takes very long to process. Be prepared to wait for around half an hour to collect your Student Status Letter as one of my fren had to today .... Poor thing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather running up and down from OSA to the old Uni Hall than to wait like that !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113628732747661825?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113628732747661825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113628732747661825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113628732747661825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113628732747661825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2006/01/upon-new-student-service-center.html' title='Upon new Student Service Center'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-113593760109208473</id><published>2005-12-30T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T00:13:48.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/DSCF0007.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/DSCF0007.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been exactly 1 year since I started blogging. Today last year marked some event, a departure, a new beginning of an old story. Lots of things have happened during this time, most of those have never been told in my blog :p. Anyway feel a little bit regretted coz' deleted the last blog I've got, nothing to read about that sentimental time anymore, =phewz=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt have the feeling of the end of this year until today when I came to OSA. Everyone was saying Happy New Year to each other in the office. It really is the air of the last working day of a year.... Everyone seems to be happy and so .. Tiger and B3 too huh? Btw today is B3's 1 year bdae too :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty busy actually, got lots of stuff to finish before the office is closed for new year. Was the last ISA to leave the office. Hah but better got things to do than lazing around with nothing in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many things have changed? ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113593760109208473?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113593760109208473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113593760109208473' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113593760109208473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113593760109208473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/1-year.html' title='1 year!'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113562412552562554</id><published>2005-12-27T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T03:08:45.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3am ...</title><content type='html'>... and I'm still up at this hour. What am I doing? Not even too sure, just dont feel like sleeping at all ... Got too excited? or too bored? or whatever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rummie is sleeping soundly now, but still got two other piggies still awake to keep me busy chatting. Who else other than hippo and jubnov? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will have to be at OSA at 9am tomorrow, and I'm now sitting here feeling like my eyes are opening as wide as ever. Afraid if I jump to bed, rummie will complain again tomorrow that I shout in my dreams again :p ... But dear rummie, can you plz be prepared next time to hear clearly what I shouted about? V curious actually hmm, you know I can't remember what I dream about :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still don't feel like going to sleep ... actually a little bit uplifted about smt ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that tmr I wont be sleeping inside OSA ... zzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113562412552562554?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113562412552562554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113562412552562554' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113562412552562554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113562412552562554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/3am.html' title='3am ...'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113506451062743888</id><published>2005-12-20T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T15:43:05.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The food, the Big Gorilla, and the sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/IMG_6325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/IMG_6325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A dim sum buffet might be ideal for those of you who are as keen on prawns as I am. The place is quite big and very crowded even though it is Monday during lunch time. More than that, you can always go outside to have a look at the sea and the huge Merlion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place? Dragon Gate Restaurant, HarbourFront center :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/800x600_02.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/800x600_02.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Kong is a touching movie, though quite sad in the end. All kinds of wild animals, including apes like gorilla or king kong or monkey :p, should be left alone where they really belong ... However, it would have been perfect if they have focused a little bit more on the scene of the sunset at the end of the movie, as it best describes the feelings of King Kong at the time ... Anyway I'm not the director :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/IMG_6356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/IMG_6356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always the best to indulge yourself with the sound of the waves and water by the beach at the end of the day, watching the setting sun (that paints the tie died sky :D).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And so it has finally come to an end, better than I thought. Ready for a whole new period to come :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113506451062743888?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113506451062743888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113506451062743888' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113506451062743888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113506451062743888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/food-big-gorilla-and-sea.html' title='The food, the Big Gorilla, and the sea'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113492676350539903</id><published>2005-12-19T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T01:26:03.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scared ...</title><content type='html'>I am, very much, of tomorrow ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling lost ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113492676350539903?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113492676350539903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113492676350539903' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113492676350539903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113492676350539903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/scared.html' title='Scared ...'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113412358488324660</id><published>2005-12-09T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T18:19:44.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upon HYP and job</title><content type='html'>Today had the 1st HYP meeting after a long break for exams and stuff. Heh everything feels so brand new though been trying to catch up back with things. Guess I need to put  A LOT more effort on it. But got a clear pix of what's going to be done next, so hope I could concentrate during this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly sup asked all of us what are our plans next after this year, and everyone seemed to stop for a while ... Come to think about it, what's my next plan? I'm not even sure now ... very very blur actually!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come I feel like I'm letting it float to where it belongs ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to go somewhere else for further study, but have no time and money to prepare for that at this moment. Think I wont be able to make it right after next July ... Then want to stay in Spore wif all of you guys and start my work here, but then smt is getting so complicated I just dont think I shd stay back ... Somehow want to go back to VN too, as maybe that's really the place I should be back. Mum and dad have been waiting for long already, and though they are willing to wait longer, should I be away for more? Arghhh so confusing now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago when I was still back at home in VN, mum said during a dinner:&lt;br /&gt;-  The most ideal solution is you stay back in Spore to work for a few years, then get married there and come back here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes popping out, I was like:&lt;br /&gt;-  HUH!?!!!??? But mum, what if he's from HCM city or somewhere else? Din you say you wouldn't go anywhere else?!!?? And then get married THERE!??? It doesn't sound like mum is saying 8-}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  hmm ... no problem leh. As long as it's within VN, I'll go wherever you go ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  ... errrr ... dad what do ya think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  You decide yourself! - as always dad said 3:-o - as long as you choose the rite one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm actually mum's changing her mindset, previously mum said she would not go anywhere else except Hanoi. Waw thanks to globalisation, even mum's being affected haha. So hello! Now my choice has been opened up to anyone from any parts of VN, wahaha!! sadly enough, who'd take a troublesome girl in :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today sup also told us that there would be some RA positions available in our area, and if we would want to stay back in NUS after this year, we may seek help from him... Hmm hmmm sounds interesting ... but but ... stay back in Spore? more than that stay back in NUS? *grasp* ... *rolling eyes* ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a final note, today went to UHWC to have a checkup on skin, and man! i've lost another 1 kg T_T. How could it be!!! been eating so much still lose weight?!?? :'(. Grrr must start claiming weight back again x(!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113412358488324660?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113412358488324660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113412358488324660' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113412358488324660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113412358488324660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/upon-hyp-and-job.html' title='Upon HYP and job'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113388380351180764</id><published>2005-12-06T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T23:43:23.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pix pix pix!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/DSCF0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/DSCF0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OMG can you believe that this HUGE bear only costs 39.90S$!?!!!??? Freaking cheap!! Catch one if ya wanna impress your sweetheart and you want her to feel like holding you every night even when you're not there :p. Available at Carefour, Suntec city ^_^ (errr this is a blog entry, not an ad for your information!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ... hmmm .. for those who stay in hostel, I'm afraid ur gf will have to kick it out of bed if she wants to have a comfortable sleep at night as the bed is too small for 2. (heh ... come to think about it, for those as tiny as I am, it wont be such a big problem, see the advantage of being small now?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/DSCF0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/DSCF0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So cuteeee man!!! I want to hug this little cutie so much, but noone bought it for me T_T!! But it's really cute =p~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/DSCF0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/DSCF0028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hik I should have worn my high heel ughh ... But I must admit that all members in our group really have a taste for "art" when it comes to choosing a partner haha *wink at Ky*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113388380351180764?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113388380351180764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113388380351180764' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113388380351180764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113388380351180764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/pix-pix-pix.html' title='Pix pix pix!'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113387110572047530</id><published>2005-12-06T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T20:11:45.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good luck!</title><content type='html'>... for the interview tomorrow. Really wanna tell ya but have no way now ... But praying hard for it to go well ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113387110572047530?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113387110572047530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113387110572047530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113387110572047530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113387110572047530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/good-luck.html' title='Good luck!'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113376439309738486</id><published>2005-12-05T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T16:19:55.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain ..</title><content type='html'>It's raining outside, a heavy rain with thunders in the middle of the day. Feeling so serene ... Don't know since when I started to like the rain ... very long ago already ... maybe I was still a very small girl then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's so special about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I love rainbow. Though it's hard to see rainbow nowadays after the rain, the scene of one hanging in the air is so beautiful I couldn't help smiling to myself and watching it until it fades away .. During my childhood, I always believed that at the end of a rainbow, there must be some hidden treasure, or 2 loving ppl crying in happiness to find each other again after being apart for too long. The result of reading too many story books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I love the clouds after the rain. Esp. during summer time back there in VN, after a heavy shower, the clouds are always brightened up and they look exactly like cotton candy on the sky ... If you happen to be depressed one day, go outside after it rains and look up at the clouds so bright above, you'll know how much it lifts you up ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of gals are scared of thunders, and I don't deny I'm also startled everytime there's a loud sound :p. But still, I love rain the most when it goes with thunderstorms :"&gt;. Again what is good about thunder when you've got to find a place to hide from it? Just that the rain will be very heavy then ... The feeling of changing, and the wind will surely blow strong ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be so crazy that I took out my motorbike and drove out to the streets during a very heavy rain, just to feel the raindrops tapping to my face, just to feel that something is caressing and comforting me ... And the truth is everytime it rains, I do feel someone is coming beside and help me to wash away all the troubles. After the rain, the sun always shines ... after the rain, I always smile :"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was about long time ago back there when I was still in VN. Now, I still love rain, I think even more ... As time passes by, I've come to get so many more memories under the rain ... Walking to school in a rainy early morning, sitting by the window at the top floor of S16 in the middle of the night listening to the rain, running all the way across the stadium under the rain with the small hope of catching after a bus, standing on the ground outside honor lab feeling the rain pouring down ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is how Spore rain means to me =). And I know, my love for rain will only grow deeper, and deeper ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113376439309738486?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113376439309738486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113376439309738486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113376439309738486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113376439309738486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/rain.html' title='Rain ..'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-113362995226881375</id><published>2005-12-04T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T13:57:44.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You and me ..</title><content type='html'>Been wandering alone today when I passed by a cafe' and heard this song performed by 3 western men. I've heard this song for some times, but never have I felt it so much like today when I heard it live ... I stood outside the cafe', stared at the main singer, and it was like the whole world outside was gone ... Overwhelmed with lots of feelings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bad I never got to know who they are, they may be just some amateur singers, but they were really good ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the original version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You and me - Lifehouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="MediaPlayer1" pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/MediaPlayer/" src="http://boss.streamos.com/wmedia/geffen/life_house/audio/you_and_me/00_lo.asx?siteid=" width="200" height="50" type="application/x-mplayer2" autostart="0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;What day is it? And in what month?&lt;br /&gt;This clock never seemed so alive&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep up and I can't back down&lt;br /&gt;I've been losing so much time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the things that I want to say just aren't coming out right&lt;br /&gt;I'm tripping on words&lt;br /&gt;You've got my head spinning&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to prove&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something about you now&lt;br /&gt;I can't quite figure out&lt;br /&gt;Everything she does is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Everything she does is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to prove&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What day is it?&lt;br /&gt;And in what month?&lt;br /&gt;This clock never seemed so alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113362995226881375?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113362995226881375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113362995226881375' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113362995226881375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113362995226881375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/you-and-me.html' title='You and me ..'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113357891571690849</id><published>2005-12-03T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T11:22:13.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super crappy crazy gals :p</title><content type='html'>Welcome Thao to our super "me^ chai" group :"&gt;. Seriously, I think the syndrome is becoming infectious and getting worse to all the members! Though I'm the one who's most controllable of myself about the problem (*grin*), I'm still urged to *act upon request* like yesterday. Who could be brave enough (:-&amp;) to hold the hp running around and try to take pic in all poses of a stranger leh! *tsk tsk*, this is incurable already :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh but dun be misunderstanding, we're not that hopeless okie? Remember that our group is now opening up to even attached ppl *bleah*. It's just that ... beauty is the most important thing that needs to be praised and ... watched! So we're just trying to preserve a treasure of nature :"&gt; :"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing wrong about that yah? *evil grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the price for making effort to save back images of beauties is not cheap at all. Ended up getting wet thru' under the rain waiting for taxi coz' no more MRT at the time T_T. Taxi in Spore is super crappy also. How dare you run off our noses while you're so free with no customers in, when it's after midnight already and when you see the 3 lovely-lively-chubby ( :@) ) gals so desperated under the getting-heavier-rain!?!?!!!!!! *smack taxi*!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end got this driver who was so nice and who knew how beautiful girls look like :"&gt; :"&gt;. So we managed to escape before many other hopeless couples did (don't say poor them can? at least they have each other to hug so won't feel cold. 3 of us ... cannot hug lah! will look so unacceptable !!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I?n, when will the pix be out =p~. Don't let my effort come to a waste :((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113357891571690849?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113357891571690849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113357891571690849' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113357891571690849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113357891571690849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/12/super-crappy-crazy-gals-p.html' title='Super crappy crazy gals :p'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113329683517119341</id><published>2005-11-30T04:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T04:40:35.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A post on 3212 forum :"&gt;</title><content type='html'>From:&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;Date: 29/11/2005 01:28:00 AM&lt;br /&gt; Heading:&lt;br /&gt;Default Heading&lt;br /&gt;Topic:&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to Ms Bui&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna say thanks to Ms Bui on behalf of everyone from her tutorial classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being so kind and patient, always giving up your time to provide us with more consultation sessions to clear our doubts(despite some our silly questions :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really really appreciate all your help and your dedication in teaching the class for every single lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been an immensely wonderful learning experience being in your class, where we really get to clear our doubts on the topics. And I am sure many of those who are and had once been in your class would echo the same thoughts too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, thanks for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, good luck to all for tomorrow;s..i mean today's paper!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt so touch about it ... It has really brightened my day up :"&gt;.  Guess I know who's the one to write it, but still, felt so surprised about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3212 ... hmmm, really ... this module has sooooo many meanings to me. What I have found with 3212 is not only a normal module in which I can prove myself, but a fren, a someone, and I think I've found me in it :"&gt;. It's such an amazing experience ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to the one who has written it, and many thanks and love to the one who has given me a second chance to emerge myself in it. To me, 3212 is the best thing I've ever had in NUS ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMG ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113329683517119341?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113329683517119341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113329683517119341' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113329683517119341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113329683517119341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/11/post-on-3212-forum.html' title='A post on 3212 forum :&quot;&gt;'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113276723301731768</id><published>2005-11-24T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T01:59:51.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last paper to go</title><content type='html'>Feeling so irritated!!!! Been writting a longggg entry then suddenly deleted it by accident, and can't recover it at all T_T.. Arghhh grrr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm gonna have my last paper at 9am later, ughh, and havnt' covered 50% of it :-s. Gonna be dead! But still got 7 hours more wat :D, be positive, and see what I can do :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things have been happening ard me, really lots of things! Din have time to blog about it though, and couldn't access blogspot back there in VN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most significant event happened is my bday (:"&gt;). It's like I've been celebrating it since 9/11 b4 going back to VN. Then yesterday nite when I went out of Changi airport at 5 mins to 12am of 23/11, I was sooooo shocked to find someone waiting for me outside with a cake and candles. Really din expect anyone picking me up at all, esp. with a cake to sing me happy bday....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I must have looked like I'd just seen UFO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a little bit embarassed when everyone around kept staring at us, haha got these 2 gals who looked at us for sooo long that even when we looked back at them, they din turn away. To tell e truth, been wondering if I do know them ... the distance plus my bad eye sight prevents me from telling it tiao ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall, it was the feeling of overwhelming happiness. No words could ever describe ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dear, ya know ... that is the moment I will always remember. And I will remember you too for the rest of my life, whatever may come ahead =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113276723301731768?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113276723301731768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113276723301731768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113276723301731768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113276723301731768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/11/last-paper-to-go.html' title='Last paper to go'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113128807796886089</id><published>2005-11-06T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T22:41:17.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy ^o^</title><content type='html'>Nothing ... just happy, very much ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iz it bcoz' next Thurs is coming very soon and proj's gonna be over? Hee uhmmm maybe ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113128807796886089?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113128807796886089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113128807796886089' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113128807796886089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113128807796886089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-o.html' title='Happy ^o^'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113081779475579391</id><published>2005-11-01T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T12:03:14.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...........................</title><content type='html'>I want to fall for you already Shu haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3412/735/320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much ... you know actually I cried out seeing that. It was exactly when I'm wishing god can send someone to pat my back, and whisper into my ears "Let's go on ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks God for sending you to me :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113081779475579391?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113081779475579391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113081779475579391' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113081779475579391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113081779475579391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title='...........................'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-113064320667570494</id><published>2005-10-30T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T11:36:16.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring time</title><content type='html'>Sick, then projects, 3212 stuff, then mental break-down, heh it's time for the stressful period of any NUS students during a semester :D. And it has been my cycle since the very first semester here in NUS, NEVER ever has there been an exception :p. Anyway since it's the ... 7th time? I've been getting too used to it ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To talk about what has been going on, nothing much, my days are passing by with routine activities of going to school for classes, then go back and work at home. It amazes me somehow I've got used to working in my room, which I've never been able to in the past. The only place that I feel comfortable and concentrated now is my room :D, feel so glad about it :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last ... Weds!?, don't really remember, while I was walking ard central lib in a slowly manner coz' not too much energy then, a guy suddenly approached me. Heh kinda that type of cute guy with hair a little bit long but neat. He's holding a bunch of paper on his hands, and ... a pen. So you know, given the fact that I'm not a celebrity whom some stranger may just come up for a signature, it's clear enough that I'm being a prey. For what? Survey certainly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So being the kind soul I've always been :p, I agreed to fill in his survey. While thinking to myself that this is rather detailed and lots of private info is being asked for, I turned to him and asked back: "What is this survey for!?". He smiled at me, and in a very confident tone, he answered "I don't know what the heck it is about either, I just know that I'm being paid to do it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?!?!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I found myself doing, is quickly finishing up the survey as I was halfway through already, then gave him back a smile and made my way out, trying to keep my eyeballs from popping out looking at him. Haha so nowadays that's how they do a survey, just find a cute guy/gal, then pay and tell him/her to find anyone who could fill whatever in the paper up. Kinda interesting :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sleeping habit is being mixed up totally, everyday going to bed at around 4 or 5 or even 6am, then wake up at around 8 or 9am. Shhss, I don't want to strain myself that much either, but how to finish this pile of work!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, there would be times like yesterday, I slept for the WHOLE day, and did not do a single bit of work. Sigh, need to really re-adjust everything after next Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about sleeping, someone said my sleeping posture is like a fetal, which corresponds to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eee5de;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Sleeping Position Says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#fff5ee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are secretly sensitive, but you often put up a front.&lt;br /&gt;Shy and private, you yearn for security.&lt;br /&gt;You take relationships slowly.&lt;br /&gt;You need lots of reassurances before you can trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyoursleepingpositionsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Sleeping Position Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm do I!? I thought I always sleep on my back?!?, which on the other hand, corresponds to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eee5de;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Sleeping Position Says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#fff5ee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident and ready to tackle life.&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty vain and happy with your physical appearance.&lt;br /&gt;You are born to be the center of attention, and you're unhappy on the sidelines.&lt;br /&gt;You're always up for trying something new - in and out of bed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyoursleepingpositionsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Sleeping Position Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In and out of bed" .... gosh wahahaha!!! Which type of person am I? :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-113064320667570494?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/113064320667570494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=113064320667570494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113064320667570494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/113064320667570494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/10/tiring-time.html' title='Tiring time'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-112957437436569603</id><published>2005-10-18T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T02:39:34.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hee surprise!</title><content type='html'>How many of you have come across the same lecturer for more than 1 module in your entire 4 years in NUS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ... none, until now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was walking into ST lecture today to find myself so surprised seeing my ST2334 now taking over the other lecturer's position to teach us ST2132 till the end of this sem.  Was like "Waww!!! My most favorite lecturer again!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found it quite interesting to have a chance to attend her lecture again, but also find the idea of taking her final a little bit threatening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of e lecture, I stepped out of the LT hearing other frens in class admiring "Oh I like her so much!", "Yes I like her too!".... Smiling to myself, hee I'm the luckiest among you lah, got chances to take her module twice ( .... okie not e same module ya?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately think I've been working more than hard. Really din have time to sleep or to listen to music, sometimes don't have time to eat too. Aiiz that 2261 module is really time-consuming, and bcoz' u're never too stuck, which means u can always go around to kill a bug in ur program, it means it's gonna shack you out until .. never, coz' u'd never run out of ideas how to debug it. And if you happen to go for lunch or for a bath, surely u'll regret as u'll have forgotten where the bug is later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my grpmates are really powerful and devoted, I've never enjoyed working in grp so much like in this group. Everyone's working from dust till dawn without even complaining a little bit. The spirit is really admirable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie gonna submit it very soon, then will have time to devote for the most-frightening killer, game dev ... !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-112957437436569603?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/112957437436569603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=112957437436569603' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112957437436569603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112957437436569603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/10/hee-surprise.html' title='Hee surprise!'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-112935666902782301</id><published>2005-10-15T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T17:10:48.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do u know u're still living?</title><content type='html'>When during your hardest time, your groupmate still look at you and ask: "You look so happy!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It means you can manage to fight like hell to make sure u're still alive. Because you are ... and the pain you feel, it's life ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The confusion and fear, that's there to remind you that somewhere out there, is smt better .... and that smt is worth fight for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back; so live for today as tomorrow may never come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you answer with a smile: "I always look happy what ^_^!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-112935666902782301?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/112935666902782301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=112935666902782301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112935666902782301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112935666902782301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/10/how-do-u-know-ure-still-living.html' title='How do u know u&apos;re still living?'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-112903965578190214</id><published>2005-10-11T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T22:07:35.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ughh! Busy day</title><content type='html'>I'm glad! I'm busy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday jumped to bed at 10pm, intended to wake up at 1030 as was going to have a meeting with proj mates; and then found myself at awwww when i woke up and looked at the clock: 4am!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe I did not hear any alarm or sms or calling, it's not normal for me to be that dead asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, decided to go back to bed until 7am :D. Late for meeting already no need to wake up too early, so who cares :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CS3212 tutorial today is kinda okie, although the concepts are difficult now when it comes to virtual machines, still managed to go through all without much confusion. I've got used to talking for 4 hours consecutively without feeling a pain in my throat, which was impossible for me last year when i was taking it as a student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only difficulty is to remember all names of the students in my class. There seems to be more strange faces each week, so can't really recall their names -_-, sometimes mix all up ughh!! But certainly, there are some names which I can't forget *hiak hiak*!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tutorial classes, rushed to A*, yayy now I've got a cubical in IHPC, cool huh? Haha yeah I've been extending my "working env" to so many labs that I don't even know the exact number of accessible labs to me now ^_^. My new sup is very cute, very gentle girl; will try to "make use of" her as much as possible. Okie okie "making use" in the sense of trying to learn as much as possible from her alright? Not any evil ideas here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My projects are nowhere to finish, yet I know if I'm gonna give them my best, I'll get smt out of it. So just do that, give it my best, and get going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-112903965578190214?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/112903965578190214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=112903965578190214' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112903965578190214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112903965578190214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/10/ughh-busy-day.html' title='Ughh! Busy day'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-112887108088724283</id><published>2005-10-09T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T12:13:21.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survival</title><content type='html'>This is gonna be a long post, so follow up if you have time and are willing to. Many points may not be relevant, but just to remind myself and others if you are in need. And this is taken from somewhere else, not my copyright -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Survival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is one of the most demanding and challenging issues that we face as humans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Survival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; challenges us through many different issues such as: child abuse, sexual abuse, birth, death, job loss, health problems, low self-esteem, relationship ups and downs, parenting, deceptions, breakdowns, poverty, natural disasters, education, addictions and even our own desires to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Survival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; comes in little packages and it comes in enormous boxes. It appears when we least expect it, never let us prepare for the battle. It hides around corners, wating to pounce on us. It is constantly testing our inner powers and strengths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live is to survive and without survival you have no life. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Survival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is a choice. If you choose to survive, you must&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; fight hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. If you choose to not survive, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;you die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Simple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Survival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will change who you are many times. How you deal with your challenge and how drastic the challenge is will determine how much of yourself you manage to keep safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of common phrases that we run into many times in our day is&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"Only the strong survive"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"What does not kill us will only make us tronger".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; These are very good survival attitudes to practice. We need to be strong to survive. It takes pure &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GUTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to survive and move forward in any situation. It takes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;having total control of your thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, which is one of your best weapons in the battle of survival. It demands consistent &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;striving to reach your goals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, stopping at nothing to meet your destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I emphasize the importance of&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, when battling the war of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;survival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To be strong is: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to be able to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;stand your ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hold onto your inner beliefs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, which will be your best strategy to win the game.&lt;br /&gt;- to be born into the survival game without knowledge or understanding of the rules, and still &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;overcome all the obstacles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- to be able to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;clean the skeletons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; out of your closet that have been haunting you from your past.&lt;br /&gt;- to take control of your life and deal with monsters, whether it be through telling a story or confronting the monster face to face.&lt;br /&gt;- to be able to look back at the reasons for your pain and suffering and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;wave at it as if it were just a car going by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- to be able to say NO to drugs and misuse of alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;- to be able to&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;forgive, forget, and let the waters flow under the bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- to feel physical pain every minute you are awake, yet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;be able to smile and ease that pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with positive thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;- to look in the mirror and know you are the best, and to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;believe who you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- to&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; let go of hate and resentment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, when your heart has been deceived or broken.&lt;br /&gt;- to push forward when all the negative forces feel like they are pushing you backwards.&lt;br /&gt;- to continue tearing down walls of negative thinking, and replace them with positive openness.&lt;br /&gt;- to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;open your heart to another after it was forced to close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;keep searching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for answers to a better you,&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; even when all you want to do is quit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- to look to tomorrow for the sunshine, when the rain refuses to stop.&lt;br /&gt;- to give birth to a child, and raise him/her with love and respect&lt;br /&gt;- to embrace growing old and never regretting it.&lt;br /&gt;- to&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;study hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and achieve all the knowledge that the world has to offer you.&lt;br /&gt;- to not allow the material world to confuse you as to what is really important in life.&lt;br /&gt;- to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;be a hugger, not a judger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;smile when you want to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Live&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-112887108088724283?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/112887108088724283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=112887108088724283' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112887108088724283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112887108088724283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/10/survival.html' title='Survival'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-112873441875965574</id><published>2005-10-08T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T09:20:18.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone admirable!</title><content type='html'>There is this guy in SOC whom I've known about not too long ago, around 1 year hmm. Although I'm very clear about what is going on around his life, I believe he doesn't have any vague ideas of my existence until lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I guess some of you can easily understand why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the more I read about all the things going around him, the more I admire how he organizes his life. And esp. the way he looks at each and every smallest things around him. Like ... birds (wahaha), toilets (sweat), his assignments, his shoes ... Die! I should not expose more haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I want to say is I really look up to how such a person can make almost everything appear to be so meaningful in life, and live life to the fullest. He pays attention to even the things we normally just throw a glance and dun give a heck about them, or we do but just to laugh off for fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh is it the effect of participating in many activities, esp. sports? Hmmm recently Bob's asked me if I want to go rock-climbing ..... *sweat from head to toes*. Errr ... it's not that I dun want to do sport okie? sometimes I'm very active too, like kicking someone (which is very sporty right right? need lots of energy). But rock-climbing ... hmmmm ... it sounds so ... alien to a person like me! Thanks for the recommendation Bob, but I need to think about it *rolling eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About *him*, I guess some of u know who i'm talking about already *grin*. Please dun misunderstand! It's not only me who's thinking of going after him *wahaha*. Someone more evil asked me if she should "cu*a" him too haiiizzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-112873441875965574?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/112873441875965574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=112873441875965574' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112873441875965574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112873441875965574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/10/someone-admirable.html' title='Someone admirable!'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-112843675792053586</id><published>2005-10-04T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T23:10:48.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxing!</title><content type='html'>Hee although assignments and projects are up to my neck, no... hmmm up to my top, I still managed to enjoy myself with frens these few days. It always feels great to laugh and play play, throwing aside all worries and be as free as birds &gt;:D&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sun dropped by Shu's place, coz' din see her for quite a long time. (Shu see me so sweet? had not met you for only 1 week but missed u already :P). Dragged along my 2 other dearest piggies, and even though it was quite late in the evening, it was really a great time for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy together ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href = "http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~buithuhu/pix/Shu/IMG_2338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~buithuhu/pix/Shu/IMG_2338.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I?n looks so sweet in this pix =p~ (actually all 3 of us do hi' hi')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~buithuhu/pix/Shu/IMG_2339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~buithuhu/pix/Shu/IMG_2339.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time ever, Shu you've won the seesaw game against Pig Ha and I?n :-&amp;. The art of photo-taking *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~buithuhu/pix/Shu/IMG_2342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~buithuhu/pix/Shu/IMG_2342.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the difference btwn this one and the one above? Shu u wanna participate in world athletics competition? I help you register ;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~buithuhu/pix/Shu/IMG_2344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~buithuhu/pix/Shu/IMG_2344.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi' hi' this is the real me, the childish cum kiddie one ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~buithuhu/pix/Shu/IMG_2345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~buithuhu/pix/Shu/IMG_2345.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this pix man, wahahahaha ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~buithuhu/pix/Shu/IMG_2347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~buithuhu/pix/Shu/IMG_2347.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To come all over the way at the expense of not having dinner, this is what Shu treated us, nice u ah huh!! hmph. Hee but surely it tasted good :"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~buithuhu/pix/Shu/IMG_2355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~buithuhu/pix/Shu/IMG_2355.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shu's place, not bad at all :D. Actually it looks quite warm the house is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~buithuhu/pix/Shu/IMG_2360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~buithuhu/pix/Shu/IMG_2360.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final words, I love ur smiles so much I could die &gt;:D&lt;. Love ya and hug ya all ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~buithuhu/pix/Shu/IMG_2350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="500" src="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~buithuhu/pix/Shu/IMG_2350.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-112843675792053586?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/112843675792053586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=112843675792053586' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112843675792053586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112843675792053586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/10/relaxing.html' title='Relaxing!'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-112814982668212249</id><published>2005-10-01T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T10:30:47.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>As promised, everything has been settled :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is dedicated to you all, intended to record it with my own voice, but afraid I'd spoil the whole thing, so ... enjoy the original :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week ahead my frens ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object&gt;&lt;EMBED pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/Downloads/Contents/Products/MediaPlayer/" src="http://online.thegioinhac.com/karen/Cuppycake.mp3" type="application/x-mplayer2" ShowStatusBar="1" AutoStart="0" ShowControls="1" width=300 height=68&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuppy cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my Honeybunch, Sugarplum&lt;br /&gt;Pumpy-umpy-umpkin, You're my Sweetie Pie&lt;br /&gt;You're my Cuppycake, Gumdrop&lt;br /&gt;Snoogums-Boogums, You're the Apple of my Eye&lt;br /&gt;And I love you so and I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;That I'll always be right here&lt;br /&gt;And I love to sing sweet songs to you&lt;br /&gt;Because you are so dear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-112814982668212249?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/112814982668212249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=112814982668212249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112814982668212249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112814982668212249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-112800508396548818</id><published>2005-09-29T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T23:26:28.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apology</title><content type='html'>My apologies to you all for letting you worried. Sorry for not answering any sms or calls or msg during the last few days. It's not that I'm ignoring you all, be assured I'm still concerned. But this time I need to spend more time for someone who has been in my ignorance for so long, someone who needs me to look back carefully on how I treated her through all this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I may not be able to keep in touch with you guys for a while longer, don't worry ya? I'll be back after everything has settled down :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, sorry and thank you all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Special thanks to the one who kept knocking on my door so long and loud that I felt like it was going to be broken in already :P, thanks for the bread and all. Anyway, I'll claim for compensation for nearly spoiling my door :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-112800508396548818?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/112800508396548818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=112800508396548818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112800508396548818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112800508396548818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/09/apology.html' title='Apology'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-112764646548038041</id><published>2005-09-25T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T19:07:45.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>After many sentimental and crappy blog entries, let me come back to the traditional yet most important topic of all time: friendship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many ppl who claim that they are the happiest in the world because they have frens-who-can-not-be-better. I don't dare to compete with them, coz' I know they will never accept to be losers :P, but ... I claim to be one among them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is only 1 thing left in the world that I would never ever exchange anything I have for, that would be frenship. To all of you who have always been beside me, talking crap with me when we're going nuts, laughing with me when I'm happy, supporting me when I need a shoulder to lean on; I am very much thankful to life for having brought you to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never ever express all my love for you guys, coz' no words fit in :P. But believe me, you've made my day each and every moment ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-112764646548038041?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/112764646548038041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=112764646548038041' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112764646548038041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112764646548038041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/09/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-112683382991976333</id><published>2005-09-16T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T17:27:31.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home - michael buble</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href = "mms://a28.v91398.c9139.g.vm.akamaistream.net/7/28/9139/v0001/stream.wmg.com/wmi/uk/michaelbuble/Home_Hi.asf "&gt; link &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another summer day&lt;br /&gt;Is come and gone away&lt;br /&gt;In Paris and Rome&lt;br /&gt;But I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe surrounded by&lt;br /&gt;A million people I&lt;br /&gt;Still feel all alone&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I miss you, you know&lt;br /&gt;And I've been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you&lt;br /&gt;Each one a line or two&lt;br /&gt;“I'm fine baby, how are you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I would send them but I know that it's just not enough&lt;br /&gt;My words were cold and flat&lt;br /&gt;And you deserve more than that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another aerorplane&lt;br /&gt;Another sunny place&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I know&lt;br /&gt;But I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm, I've got to go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too far from where you are&lt;br /&gt;I wanna come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel just like I'm living someone else's life&lt;br /&gt;It's like I just stepped outside&lt;br /&gt;When everything was going right&lt;br /&gt;And I know just why you could not&lt;br /&gt;Come along with me&lt;br /&gt;But this was not your dream&lt;br /&gt;But you always believe in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another winter day has come&lt;br /&gt;And gone away&lt;br /&gt;And even Paris and Rome&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm surrounded by&lt;br /&gt;A million people I&lt;br /&gt;Still feel alone&lt;br /&gt;Oh, let go home&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I miss you, you know&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had my run&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'm done&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go home&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;It will all right&lt;br /&gt;I'll be home tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-112683382991976333?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/112683382991976333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=112683382991976333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112683382991976333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112683382991976333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/09/home-michael-buble.html' title='Home - michael buble'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9846435.post-112667824723434846</id><published>2005-09-14T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T18:55:08.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New frens new stories</title><content type='html'>Hu: Hey, what are u doing here?&lt;br /&gt;CY: oh hiiiiiiiiiiiii, i've got a class later.&lt;br /&gt;Hu: Class here, what class?&lt;br /&gt;CY: Understanding of medicals ...&lt;br /&gt;Hu: oh i see, the GEM one right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hu *go go go*, CY *follow follow follow*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;CY: yeah that's e one. hmmm are u having lunch with ur fren?&lt;br /&gt;Hu: Yeah (sadly yes :(, can't eat with u ... 8-)&lt;br /&gt;CY: ohh okie then, you go with ur fren first, talk to you later yah?&lt;br /&gt;Hu: uhm, cya :D&lt;br /&gt;CY: Bui, you are really funny ... bye&lt;br /&gt;Hu: huh!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why suddenly he says I'm funny :@), dun get a clue :@)!!! Hee but CY is an interesting guy, and he kinds of attract my attention, meawhahaha!! It's a pity that can't have many chances to meet up with him, *evil Hu* hi' hi' ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-112667824723434846?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/112667824723434846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=112667824723434846' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112667824723434846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112667824723434846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-frens-new-stories.html' title='New frens new stories'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-112446478521495332</id><published>2005-08-19T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T19:35:12.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny clip</title><content type='html'>I nearly twisted my intestine and laughed till death watching this clip. So so so damn funny. Enjoy yourself after a hard-working day :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed align="bottom" src="http://www.comp.nus.edu.sg/~buithuhu/temp/ladies.wmv" width="399" height="320" type="text/html; charset=iso-8859-1" autostart="false" loop="5"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-112446478521495332?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/112446478521495332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=112446478521495332' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112446478521495332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112446478521495332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/08/funny-clip.html' title='Funny clip'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-112438997317125942</id><published>2005-08-19T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T02:38:02.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CS1101C forum</title><content type='html'>Heard about the lousiness of the questions on this forum. So I made some browsing thru' it, and here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Topic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cannot compile ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;When i open the command prompt and type the path"cd\Desktop\cs1101c"(where i stored the file ch1_1.c),the computer always replys that "the system cannot find the path specified".&lt;br /&gt;what could i do?thanks for help...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Topic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;How to save a file as a .c file&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Hi all, I have been trying to modify the ch1_1.c file and try to save as another file but it turn out to be an unknown file. I have selected the "save as type" to be "C Source' but still it is save as an unknown file.I would appreciate if anyone can help me . thanks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Topic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;How to Create .C file?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;Just wondering how to create a file with the .C extentsion. I want to create a new file with the .c extentsion just like the ch1_1.c file so that a new program may be written? The only way that I know of now is to copy the ch1_1.c file, change the content and save as another different .c file. I don't think this is the correct way.&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone enlighten me? Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din have time to read all the posts, just glance thru' some and that's ... *sweat*. God bless those who are allocated to be CS1101C lab TAs this sem, be prepared to give some sessions dedicated to "how to manipulate Windows XP in a nutshell"!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there are some posts which are kind of "Sporean stylish"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Topic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Poor's CORS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;blah blah blah *complain complain complain*.... always like that one CORS...hate CORS!&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah ... *complain complain complain*.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;why everytime sign in CORS need to check all the things--Personal Details, address lah, wat lah...at moment of emergency alrd still check that....a very very messy things......huh.....-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everytm jus can login during office hour, hai.... evolution plz...&lt;br /&gt;and server down is probably cause of programming matters! haha....Where our expert programmer went????&lt;br /&gt;?_? @_@ 6_6 O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is how Raymond Tan replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Maybe the CORS programmers did not take CS1101C. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Or maybe they did. :P"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the 2nd assumption has higher probability :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: For those of you who are wondering, CS1101C is the module about "programming methodology with C" offered by School of Computing, NUS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-112438997317125942?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/112438997317125942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=112438997317125942' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112438997317125942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112438997317125942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/08/cs1101c-forum.html' title='CS1101C forum'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9846435.post-112420417220659100</id><published>2005-08-16T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T22:56:12.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic evening.</title><content type='html'>The 1st thing I want to do now ... is to go for a run, to have a moment of self-reflection, and to ponder all about the 3-hour talk I've attended this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I need to record it down first, in case my brain's gonna erase some in the short time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not expect much from the seminar, coz' I've attended quite a few talks on building your goals and beliefs in life, and I kind of find them okie lah, quite motivated but easy to forget. However, this 3-hour talk about NLP (neuro linguistic program) did not have even 1 minute for you to get bored. I've NEVER EVER gone for any other better talk in my whole life, and I must say: "ADAM KHOO AND STUART TAN ARE DAMNNN COOL!!!" I tell u this, those 2  are fantastic speakers. They have all the abilities and qualities necessary to attract each and any one of the listeners to be motivated by their words, their tones, and their body languages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The talk actually is supposed to be a marketing talk about the NLP course, but I'm sure all of the attendants get a lot lot lot more from the talk other than just the info about course itself. Gorilla after that told me he has a clear goal in his head now, which I do believe he has the personality to achieve it. And I myself, haha okie now I tell u what, I'm confident to declare my goal in 10-year time: I will have the best animation company in Vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly nothing is for granted. But once you set the goal, you will have all the determination and the actions to go for it. Whether to get to the final goal or not, it depends on your own strategies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to conclude: i've had a fantastic and very fun evening, I've got to know these ppl who can have such a great influence on ppl they meet for the first time, and I've got the belief to write down my goal!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I should really have persuaded all of you guys to go for the talk. It is not a bit less then very much benefitial and enriching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My short-term goal: earn 2000$ to go for the NLP (it's super expensive, but I'm sure it's worth it)&lt;br /&gt;My goal for now: 6 rounds around the stadium, wahaha!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9846435-112420417220659100?l=snowvn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/feeds/112420417220659100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9846435&amp;postID=112420417220659100' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112420417220659100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9846435/posts/default/112420417220659100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snowvn.blogspot.com/2005/08/fantastic-evening.html' title='Fantastic evening.'/><author><name>Snow</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>13</thr:total></entry></feed>
