<?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-13837746</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:54:10.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine Flavours and A Spoon!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-117675672885331091</id><published>2007-04-16T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T13:52:08.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Random Facts of a Random Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I don't blog enough... according to Isk. haha Haven't I done this before? Except it was five. Now I have to think of 10?? I'm not THAT weird...I think. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The rules are: Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird random things, facts, or habits about yourself. At the end, you choose 5 people to be tagged, list their names, and why you chose them. Don’t forget to leave a comment that says “you are tagged” on their profile and tell them to read your latest blog.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My first celebrity crush was Jason Priestly from Beverly Hills 90210. And that was when I was just 7!&lt;br /&gt;2. Geri Halliwell was my favourite Spice Girl.&lt;br /&gt;3. I tend to attach stories or snapshot pictures to songs/scenes that i hear/see. Like for the song Breathing by Lifehouse, I have a complete story, with dialogue and movie directions and scene cuts. (not the music video)&lt;br /&gt;4. I collect pictures: physically, digitally and mentally. Images or scenes or snapshots which are fascinating/has story/good composition...etc.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm a book and movie snob. I don't understand why people don't read classics or good contemporaries, preferring to read b-grade books and why people pay 8 bucks to watch Little Man over Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.&lt;br /&gt;6. I have a missing tooth. According to the dentist. Haha&lt;br /&gt;7. I don't really hate mats and minahs. I think they are an interesting social group.&lt;br /&gt;8. When I was 8, I named my stationery. I remember my compass pencil was Quinn, my glue-stick Roy and stapler Rebecca. I obviously do not do that anymore! haha&lt;br /&gt;9. Embarrassingly, when I was 12, I wrote a 5-page letter to MOE dissing the PSLE and calling it child-labour. I got a reply asking me to "tea" to hear more about my thoughts. My then-stupid-X-Files-paranoia filled mind destroyed the letter and never RSVPed. haha&lt;br /&gt;10. I think Paris Hilton is one intelligent mature and poised woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...gotcha! of course not! like real! *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real Number 10. hmm..ok. So far in my 21 years of life, I've had 2 could-die-near-death situations. One when I was 4 and another when I was 17? 18? Freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means...live life to the fullest people! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagging: Arly, Fatma, Parvin, Hafizah, Shikah and Nuda. Ok, that's six people. Why? Because I don't know how weird you all are....yet! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-117675672885331091?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/117675672885331091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=117675672885331091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/117675672885331091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/117675672885331091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2007/04/random-facts-of-random-girl-because-i.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-117588697554839032</id><published>2007-04-06T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T12:16:15.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Blogging&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done. Submission is over and that's that! That was quick! So I thought 5th April couldn't come any sooner, but it did! No more late nights, no more stressing over design, or drawing plans, sections, construction details...layouts, concepts, elevations, model-making! That is until we face crit on Monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we got FONG this semester!!! God! Can die already lah!!! Fong! Fong!!! He's the most brutal crit in year one! Even worse than Alan, from what i hear. At least Alan dishes out fair complimentary comments here and there. But not Fong...NoooOooo. He favours his studio though. And seeing that we are not in his studio, I think I can just about see myself being slaughtered on Monday!!! How? How?? Feeling pretty nervous actually. Will anxiety ever end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I shall not think about Monday just yet. Not till Sunday night that is. (What to wear??) For the first time in like 2 weeks did I actually managed to sleep on my bed! Wow! I've forgotten how good it feels! hahaha slept for a good 15 hrs last night? Man...that's a pretty long sleep! But it was goooood! And now will enjoy my weekend as much as I can before Monday, and exam period! Mug mug mug....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the past two weeks, I have been meaning to blog on a variety of things. Things that I hear, things that I see, feel, experience or thought. Things that happen and just random things that pass my way. And then one incident occured, and I thought, why the hell do we blog in the first place??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That incident refers to me being quoted from a poet on my thoughts on a performance of his, in his own personal blog. Okay, so in the beginning it seemed all cool and fun and "Hey! Look at me! I'm actually THAT important! My thoughts actually do matter!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is until I re-read my own post. And subsequently my previous entries in the archives. Right up to the very first post. And I kept feeling dissatisfied with each reading. Was this the person I wanted to portray of myself? It was so... blah! So messy, so random. Maybe that's it. The messy randomness of me! But there was no flow. If it was an essay, it would have failed completely because there was no one logical flow! How depressing! And when I read blogs of others...like WaiterRant and Jason Hahn's blogs, as well as few friend's blogs, travel blogs, review-blogs, stories-blogs, they're all pretty good! Some have a purpose. Like my friend Dina has a REALLY good blog about movies. And it's all professional with disclaimers etc. It's waaay cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wondered why I started a blog in the first place. Sure, in the first post, I wanted one to just because it was in, hip, and 'why not?' kind of reason. But I vaguely remember wanting the blog to at least be classy. Like one of those cool chic fascinating blogs you read about. And how it veered off from that course is lost on me. Then I wanted to have a photoblog instead. Which is a lot more interesting. Even I, who occasionally blog-surf rarely read lengthy entries, but scroll down for pictures. But then, I didn't have a camera. Now that I do, maybe I will. Then I thought about a series of life reflections...like in Tuesdays with Morrie. And then I just simply didn't have the time to &lt;em&gt;philosophise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point being point, what are blogs anyway? The most often answers you get would be somewhat an online diary, which is by far the furthest from truth. Are you seriously telling me that what you write in your blog are your deepest truest feelings? Get real. If they were, you wouldn't post them up in public for family and friends to read. And by ranting on about your insufferable colleague, family member, stranger on the street, with all the "Hate-you's", "hate life" and everything, you are writing them with the intention that someone will read and is reading them. Sympathise with you, or just to let that offensive person know in the first place, without direct confrontation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's another reason to blog, that is to let your friends know what's been up with you and your life. Ok, granted if you live thousands of miles away. Helpful, cos communication is scant from the other side of the world. But what about friends within reach? Don't we meet often enough. It happened to me before, when having dinner with a friend, and recounting a funny story, they would politely listen, and then let you know "Yah, you've mentioned in your blog." In which case then makes me feel very bimbotic. And then you find yourself scrambling for other stories you have not shared with the rest of the world &lt;em&gt;yet&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then when it's not writing blogs, it's reading blogs. We've read good ones, we've read poor ones. We've also read ones of the people we are intrigued/attracted/hated/liked/crushed/just-want-to-bang by clicking on links of friends' friends' neighbours' cat's ex-owners' sisters' collegue's blog. Oh come on! You'd only be lying to yourself if you say you didn't. Stalkerish tendencies. Haha But when we...ahem...resource, we expect to find more about that person. The true person. Bonus if it comes with pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fact is, the blog is never truly &lt;em&gt;truly &lt;/em&gt;the person. It's a persona that's being portrayed, most of the time. So who are we fooling really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if, a person chanced upon another person's blog. Religiously read his/her blog and felt instant attraction. Or connection. You loved the way he/she writes. No pictures were posted. Just words. Words that enthralled you. A personality that simply snared you from the beginning. And you feel you needed to meet him/her. But you don't know how. There's no tagboard, no contact information. Just that blog. Then what? And as a friend had once pondered on his blog, what if that blogger simply died and disappeared? And the reader just didn't know. How could he/she have known? And he/she just waited...and waited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely not against blogging. I like it, both writing and reading. But now, I'm thinking of the blog I'm having for myself. Maybe a bit of spring cleaning won't be too hard. You know, now that I'm ahem...famous *cough cough* and everything *checks reflection in the mirror...straightening the hair*, it wouldn't hurt to show a bit class. Nor too late as I see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not sure if it was appropriate to quote me even. I'm not a literary genius. I don't have *ahem* professional training. Just a spectator. There are others who will give more constructive advice and criticism. But one day I will like to. One day, I'd like to give some professional insight. If not professional, at least mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a better writer. Teach me, and I'll learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: The writer would like readers to note how she has painstakingly taken time to cap her words when needed, a feat she has never once cared for. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-117588697554839032?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/117588697554839032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=117588697554839032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/117588697554839032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/117588697554839032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2007/04/blogging-done.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-117475081404121227</id><published>2007-03-24T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T09:40:14.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Not-So-Random Post&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forensic science lecture yesterday, was again, sooo interesting and fun! they actually invited a high court judge to come and speak with us! i was pretty excited! and for the first time, WE get to ask the questions! wow! and i must say, the judge wasn't what i'd expect. instead of some old, stern don't-mess-with-me man, chief justice tay was in fact one DAMN cool dude(no other words to express it! haha) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's funny, calm, damn intelligent, compassionate...he deserves his own fan club!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what i learnt from him? a question asked by the module coordinator...with all seriousness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prof wong: "will a monkey be charged for murder had the monkey electrocuted the victim?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the answer is: no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prof wong is another quirky funny character. and i love my quirky characters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;building the mailbox has been absolutely draining. but but but, i realised that if i couldn't be an architect, i wanna be a carpenter! (no no...not the singing group you doofus!) but a real carpenter! what fun! cutting, slicing, shaping wood! knocking them together. i found a new toy. it's called a ben-saw. well, the mini ben-saw. and i love it i can control the machine. you know...*ahem* makes me all powerful and all *cough cough*. hehe who says only boys get to play with the big toys eh? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe i am not random! much to most people's disagreement with that statement. but i'm not! and here is where i will defend myself against the label of randomness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so during one of the many late night conversations we have in studio last night, my friends thought that i was very random in conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there we were, 3 of us, around a table. and i was eating my cup noodles. so the convo started... and let me draw the links...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me eating cup noodles ---&gt; me thought about cup noodles and the maker ---&gt; me told the other two that the inventor of cup noodles, mr. nissin recently passed away ---&gt; friend 1 accuses me of me making random statement, which i denied of course ---&gt; then i thought about death because of mr. nissin ---&gt; then, i thought back about the forensic science earlier, u know, death ---&gt; then thought about the monkey question and dna and stuff ---&gt; so asked friend 1 if animals have dna too (yes yes i know its a stupid question!) ---&gt; and friend 1 explained the whole chromosome thingy... ---&gt; then he explained about how we can't breed with primates or or ancestors (don't ask me how breeding got into the picture.) ---&gt; then i thought about cavemen. u know, ancestors and all ---&gt; then i thought what kind of lives cavemen must have led. ugh. what with no showers and all! ---&gt; then i said that i thought we live in a wonderful time---&gt; here where friend 2 accusses me of random statement "i know what you mean by randomness" she says to friend 1 and they laughed. ne-ver-mind ---&gt; then i argued, well yeah! cavemen time is horrible. how the men would clobber the girl they like and drag them by the hair ---&gt; friend 1 asked how i knew that ---&gt; i said, well duh! it's a well known story ---&gt; then friend 2 says i've been reading too much comics ---&gt; i say no, watching too much cartoons ---&gt; then i suddenly thought of mutant ninja turtles movie is coming out! ---&gt; so i told them ---&gt;again another accusation of randomness...which by now you all have realised that it is NOT random at all ---&gt; and friend 1 said how he'd rather watch the simpsons movie ---&gt; i said me too! ---&gt; and i thought about homer simpson. and nat's question on whether homer simpson was depicted after the famous character of The Odyssey ---&gt; and so i repeated that same question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then they laughed. saying it was too random and there was no link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There IS a link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which you all have seen. and i said i would draw up the chart of links! and so there!&lt;br /&gt;and they said they couldn't see the links prob cos they're all to sleepy and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...never try to have a logical conversation with tired architect students. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, was planning to go to studio today but had a random call from somebody (clue: she is small, cute, adorable and loves to eat nuts and climb trees) that pretty much delayed me going out to school. so thought will work at home anyway...WHICH I WILL!! *ok, this shoutout is for myself really...not to anyone else! dont get scared!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with that determination intact, i will scoot off now to make my model! ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-117475081404121227?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/117475081404121227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=117475081404121227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/117475081404121227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/117475081404121227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2007/03/not-so-random-post-and-so-i-repeated.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-117458929370245479</id><published>2007-03-22T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T12:48:13.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Poetic Licence to Bitch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back at home and completely shagged. it's been a pretty long day and i'm spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having survived on only 2 hrs of sleep last night, i am wondering if i should stay up and continue my work. frankly, i'm not sure if i can trust myself with a penknife at the moment. i happen to like my ten fingers by the way. gwarrght! so much to do, so little time to do it all! and i feel guilty whenever i feel like i wanna sleep. why cant my internal alarm clock be more efficient?? how how how? my brain feels like mush now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking of our little human body parts (like forensic science, like dat arh?), some of my studio mates were much amazed at the "smallness" of my feet. ok. honestly, how is size 5 small? like, isn't that almost the norm? and i'm not exactly tall. so it's NORMAL! or not. what do i know? but not the first time i get such a comment! haha i also happen to have small fingernails. pity. if they were bigger, i might scratch better! hehe well, maybe i found the reason behind my falling all over the place in the past! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and due to yoga yesterday and lack of stretching, my right arm is sore-ing. great. lucky the right arm sia. but it wont deter me from trying yoga again. it was actually pretty good!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually managed to catch tempestatous beasts at UCC today! like wow! my first ever attendance to one of these nus arts festival thingy they have every year. anyway, tempestatous beasts is a literary poetry reading, featuring 4 local poets. so, caught it because my one and only alfian saat was there as one of the poets. whippee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i must say, i was rather disappointed with the whole thing. it didnt exactly meet up to my expectations i guess!  in my mind, tempestatous beasts, judging from the title alone, would be a passionate angsty emotional angry sarcastic literary reading. but instead...haiz. i'm not sure how to describe it. let's just say the feelings wasn't there, lah. it was tame. or as cyril wong has rightfully observed, the evening seemed dedicated to "gay poetry". haha which is true. nothing wrong with that. but seriously,  not one who who appreciates "william-blakish"-like poetry with love and all (gawd no!) unless it's edgy.  though some imagery used were pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but dammit! i needed some angst! some sarcasm! some indifference. something negative. oh yeah. now you know my taste of poetry. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and alfian baby, as much as i like you, i didn't feel much today. the prose was wonderful! but sadly i read it before. :( but pooja nansi was good! short succint poems and read with great passion. nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that guy lee-sheng just annoyed me. what's up with the cape?? a little too much. my mood couldnt take it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but despite it all, had a great time today! thanks iskandar!! it was great fun hanging out with you and bitching about...well everything! haha... and i'm still laughing from ur classic ugly betty moment of walking into the door! fwahaha... wait must tell nurul! *evil grin* haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least before i end this post off, a rant on human behaviour. why do people behave the way they behave? and why do people respond to other people's behaviour the way they respond? and why is it bloody difficult to acknowledge someone else's presence even though you have seen, maybe even talked to him/her? why is it hard to say hi to another person? why is it hard to smile to another person? why is it hard to be a little bit friendly? what's with all the feigned amnesia and hostility??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and more importantly,  why do i, as i rant this out, do the same too? (duh. i'm not that blind) it's a common problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what goes around comes around. *shrugs* i'm too tired to care at the moment. if i'm a bit hissy or hostile towards you all in the next couple of weeks, understand its submission week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god. it's submission week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-117458929370245479?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/117458929370245479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=117458929370245479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/117458929370245479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/117458929370245479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2007/03/poetic-licence-to-bitch-back-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-117441387896112976</id><published>2007-03-20T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T12:04:38.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Pointless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid stupid thing to have done, really. a mistake that could have been avoided but didn't. cos usually i'm very careful about these things. very careful. i wonder what telah happened. twilight zone paid me a visit again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how i celebrate the return of my computer...by miscalculating and fixing myself into an embarrassing situation. bagus. oh wells. hopefully it didn't turn out bad! maybe nothing happened! maybe i'm overreacting! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaaays... its that time again when we're all pretty much swamped with work, work and nothing less than work. like freeaaak. ok, so at least this sem is slightly better, despite the heavier workload (6bloody panels + models!!! 2 perspectives! *die*) i'm getting used to it! what's worse..i'm actually having fun at it! :D but wait till i start drawing those perspectives sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know...talking to su today made me realise how much i miss debates. like a full-college debate. like when did i last did that?? gawd! ages ago man. ok, so don't tell me to watch the arena. cos i havent. it happens that tuition falls exactly at the time arena starts. ah well. i remember watching world debates when they came to singapore. i must have been what? 14? 15? and watching it in my sis's school. so fun! i think debates are fun! let's have a debate! pick an issue and argue! be all witty and sarcastic and entertaining! funness! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my cousins! like really! i havent seen them in ages! what with school and all. and one of them is in dubai. like far. and i realsied how much she's grown. sooo..i remember her when she was a kid no more that 6. and now she's a teenager, catching up with me! and i keep forgetting that! so i shouldn't be surprised. see, this is why i'm the youngest and not the oldest! growing young kids scare me! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post has absolutely no point whatsoever. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-117441387896112976?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/117441387896112976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=117441387896112976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/117441387896112976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/117441387896112976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2007/03/pointless-aaah.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-117300384764102843</id><published>2007-03-04T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T02:24:07.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;News and news!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the news...brought to you by Rowell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;britney spears got a new haircut. *shrugs* slightly shorter than her usual hairstyle. no biggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;carol vessey and ed stevens finally got together! like FINALLY!!! woohoo!! so, i'm not too fond of carol, but she's okay. and ed is completely sweet and adorable! favourite thing he did for carol? throwing waffles at her house. haha wacky funny and sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the departed won for best picture! like, really? wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and reese witherspoon wore a really nice gown for the oscars i thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went shopping! bought 3 new nice tops! yayness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i bought a new pair of sneakers too!!! wheee! so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aisyah can now sing hindi theme songs from zee tv! so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant go to the furniture fair tomorrow. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the numero uno news of the week.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;computer crashed. and just the day before my forensic essay submission date. bagus. freaking &lt;a href="mailto:#!@*&amp;%"&gt;#!@*&amp;amp;%&lt;/a&gt; uggghh!! so yes. basically internet-deprived and having to rely on the school computers till my comp is supped up again. thinking of getting a macbook if my laptop is unfixable. i'm damn bloody sick of windows as it is. bill can pack up his pc and shove off, hons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then now, when once i had many things to say, have now nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. too too many work and assignments and projects. *gulp* :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-117300384764102843?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/117300384764102843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=117300384764102843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/117300384764102843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/117300384764102843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2007/03/news-and-news-and-news.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-117200487773902021</id><published>2007-02-20T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T12:54:37.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Fashionable Holiday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man..it's been some time since i blogged. a pretty busy week it had been week, what with submission and crit (phew! glad that's done and done!) and that ended off nicely with the term break!!! woohoo! a whole nice long week to just take time and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catch up on my other modules. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. the other 3 mods that has been neglected the past half-sem! hehe..talk about spring break! where's the impromptu road trip? or that party on the yacht? or some whacked out jamming like our pals do up above in the world so high (namely u.s.a of course). gah. wait long long yar before singapore school system allows us that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i kinda told myself sometime last year that i'd do more backpacking travelling during my week breaks. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah wells! but i had a pretty good long weekend so far for cny! that mainly involves just staying at home at chilling...oooh! which reminds me..*breaks off for commercial break* ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!! GONG XI FA CAI!!! to all our lovely friends who celebrate this joyous occasion!!! =D ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and back to me. (well duh. it is a blog abt me! hehe) anywaaay...where was i? oh yes! my ultimate boring life...ah yes...just chilling at home..watching tv. and since my computer has once again been acting all huffy and prissy (by not wanting to switch on again!!! grrr) back to the basics of reading for entertainment! reading the fountainhead by ayn rand (thanks weiq!) and i must say, i've only done like a few pages but i'm already loving it!!! =D ok..so i'm biased. the story is about an architect. and architect i like! hehe and besides that...been sprucing up my room...a room i wont often see once school starts again. seriously, what's the point??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... got a lot of things to do on my holiday list...catch up on school work mainly, and do a lil reading. start on that forensic science essay (got to head down to the library soon! gah!), a bit of fieldtrips here and there (pretty excited about that!)  and do my presentation for studio. and and and and....guess who i'm doing on??? *jumps about excitedly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOM FORD!!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, honestly, when i was given him to do my presentation on, i had NO idea who the hell he was. and then when i learn about him, OMG! i'm sooo impressed by this guy! this guy! this one hell of a guy, practically transformed gucci and yves saint laurent, saved it from its wreck back in the early nineties, and made it what it is today!!! he's a genius! a real one at that! and this is what he looks like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/1600/66523/tom%20ford.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/320/414964/tom%20ford.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;smoking. tom baby, could you turn un-gay and marry me? and did i mention that he was a genius?&lt;br /&gt;and of course, my tutor suggested i get a sample of his latest parfum... the one that is limited edition...the one that is NOT sold in singapore!!! auggghh! and how am i supposed to do that??? when his company's contacts aint even listed!!! doomed i am. anyhow...his parfum is called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BLACK ORCHID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/1600/425221/tom_ford_black_orchid_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/320/519511/tom_ford_black_orchid_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and i already want it. even though i've yet to smell that damn thing. why? because of the brand. because it's tom ford's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd! now you know how branding is! me...one who is not a sucker for brands...is actually contemplating over it. mind you, it US$600 for a piece (rolls on the floor laughing) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, read up on this guy if you can..even if it's a page. he's damn impressive. the biggest star in the world of fashion i must say. and that vanity cover by ana lieboritz with scarlett johannsen and what's her name?- ah! ok, no. forgot it totally. damn. that's hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. you kinda get when they say the world of fashion is seductive. i say, it's the world of beauty. period. my studio had a discussion over fashion, style, branding... during dinner one time. and it made me both fascinated and conscious. and makes me wanna create a new look for me this year. what should i be? what style do you think i should adopt? maybe ought to put it on viewer voting. one day perhaps! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-117200487773902021?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/117200487773902021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=117200487773902021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/117200487773902021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/117200487773902021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2007/02/fashionable-holiday-man.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-117078521778090063</id><published>2007-02-06T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T10:06:57.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ammendment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry sorry. switch to 5pm k? thanks! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-117078521778090063?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/117078521778090063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=117078521778090063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/117078521778090063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/117078521778090063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2007/02/ammendment-sorry-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-117069170670999216</id><published>2007-02-05T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T08:08:26.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hear Ye Hear Ye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi hi! Ok....having a bit of work to do...and messaging takes time. haha so hope u peeps spread this message around yar? council peeps....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this wednesday, one last dinner before our dear Aisyah takes leave again to the land down under. :( so 7.30pm at vivo city for a bit of sit, eat, chill and talk! hope you guys can make it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only applicable to you know who! hahaha rsvp ur attendance if u can. and er...hope at least one of u read this and can spread it around! hees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that...take care you all and hope to see u on wednesday! sorry sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: aisyah.....can u like...oh i don't know....NOT go back to australia?? *hopeful look* :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-117069170670999216?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/117069170670999216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=117069170670999216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/117069170670999216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/117069170670999216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2007/02/hear-ye-hear-ye-hi-hi-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-117051366605858832</id><published>2007-02-03T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T06:41:06.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Bytes Bites&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow! i never knew how annoying my computer can be, till now. it's back to pms-ing alright...rebooting, shutting down...blah blah. and when i can finally get it to work more normally, i find i can't access some pages. like blogger. so this post is actually waaay overdue! (i still have no idea why my pages are filled with boxes even after i changed the languages! gwaaarght!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway....i actually wanted to post my thanks! to a bunch of crazy fun-loving people whom i call friends. it's been close to 4 yrs yo! and i always have fun with you guys! and yes, i was genuinely suprised! and it was great! great music, great chilling, great pals! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/320/467532/espbdaypals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past week has been craazy. it was filming day and night. planning editing drawing. it's great fun though! but it isn't easy. filming is not easy. being a director is not easy too. neither is editing! haha a slight change makes a difference. but it's fun. and it opens your eyes to many new perspectives. notice things you never did. beauty. i'm fascinated with beauty.&lt;br /&gt;the singapore river is actually damn fascinating! did i mention that i love my studio?? haha.... i consider myself lucky to have a cool tutor and cool studio mates too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now. bah. am sick with flu. i hate the flu. hope i recover soon. i was thinking though this year i ought to do something more meaningful. help. the world needs help and what am i doing? nothing. i think i'll participate in one of those community projects in the holidays. maybe an overseas expedition. you know...i think i will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-117051366605858832?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/117051366605858832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=117051366605858832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/117051366605858832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/117051366605858832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2007/02/bytes-bites-wow-i-never-knew-how.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-116958262876940205</id><published>2007-01-23T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T12:03:48.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Siblings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..so maybe i'm not ready to close this blog just yet. don't  get me wrong, i'm still not too happy with it. i just felt like it had no purpose...or a direction. and then i figured, hell, it is a sounding board for all my stupid rantings and thoughts and what nots. and the question is, why not? maybe cos i was feeling hissy at that time when i figured, "hey! let's plug this one off." eventually i will i guess, but prob not now... hate it, like it, not my problem hons. i'm just happy i get to write something at least! hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has been good so far. been pretty busy, as usual, but busy in a good way. my mom is off visiting my aunt in dubai at the moment, which means that it's just the bro and me in this house of ours. sure, it's fun to be master and commander of the ship now, but it also gets awfully quiet. well, half the time my bro is at work, and half the time i'm in school anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i realise keeping house between the two of us is a pretty comical affair. well, to me at least. so my mom left a note on the fridge stating a few ground rules... allow me to repeat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Washing machine --&gt; dial D (how to work the washing machine of course)&lt;br /&gt;2. Water  plants, don't let my plants mati (which means water the plants, don't let it die)&lt;br /&gt;3. Clean the house&lt;br /&gt;4. Check everything before going out&lt;br /&gt;5. NO visitors Fahmy - Girls, Naweera- Boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which i find extremely funny. especially rule 2 and 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..background info on rule 2. a few years ago, my mom went on a week long trip to KL. that was the first time she's been away the longest. Again it was just me and my bro.  and we forgot to water the plants! ok...not forget. we did water them, but not regularly. and as a result...well, they didn't look too healthy let's put it this way. ohmigod!!! my mom was sooo mad at us, it was terrible! see...my mom's plants are like her pride and joy. and yeah...till this day, we could not live it down! heck, when my mom went to dubai a couple of days ago, my uncle aptly jokingly reminded us to water the plants. that was how memorable we got!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now...now we water the plants. and i notice the funny way we go bout doing it. as we dont get to see each other often, me and my brother, we resort to technology. so what'll i get during the day in terms of sms would be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Plants watered. 12.45pm'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;likewise, i'd sms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'plants watered 7.45 am'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is how me and my bro communicate. our static report for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have nooooo idea why but it seems that the moment my mom is away, the plants turn against us! i swear! ok, i admit, i'm not into gardening. and my mom has a lot lot of plants (those who have been to my place would know that) and i mean...how hard can it be right? like point, water..voila! but noooo...i have no idea why, but as regularly we water the plants, the leaves will somehow still turn yellow and brown! wth?? why?? why?? freaking idiotic plants!!!! grrr.... it's a conspiracy i tell you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but enough about plants. rule 5. so, my mom is conservative. sometimes a little too conservative for my liking. i don't think she ever settled with the idea that i have both gal and guy friends. which is well, a little pissy. cos i get along great with my guy friends. cept she "frowns upon" me hanging out with them. haiz...it's not like anything scandalous goes on! heck! they're all like my homies! but of course, moms are moms....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same thing with my bro. which i totally sympathise with him more considering he's already 27? man... it's a lot weirder for him when a rule like that comes his way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that either me or my bro follows much of those rules. hehe...the other day my bro brought his friends over to watch soccer...and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one of them was a girl&lt;/span&gt;! gasp! *mock horror* haha heck, makes the road clear for me now! cept now no time to hang out much. work work work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise tho that i never really like any of my bro's gal pals. the guys are fine..but i feel very iffy abt the gals. i think it's the protective sisterish thing going on. somehow i have a feeling these girls will one way or another hurt my bro! i'd wish my bro would hang out with some nicer better gals who don't wear way too much make-up and eat prissily. in fact, wish he'd hang out with better people too! influence influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise that my bro and i are more alike than we think we are. i used to think that my sis and i are practically carbon copies. but lately no. bro and i cannot handle money, we are easily influenced, play way too much, ambitious but lazy...and has a strong liking to the arts.  well, for him music, and me drama and art.  ugh. and i complain abt my bro all the time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sibling bonding when the mama cat is away. i still call him a an annoying monkey tho! hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-116958262876940205?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/116958262876940205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=116958262876940205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116958262876940205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116958262876940205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2007/01/siblings-dial-d-how-to-work-washing.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-116877508118459860</id><published>2007-01-14T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T03:44:41.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Feeling Itchy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gwaaargh. in studio now and am quite bored. ok, was supposed to do work but am sooo procrastinating. but i need to do work. but i need a breath of fresh air. away from studio for a while. but there's only so far i can go. and i need to do work. ok...i'm getting no where with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been feeling both depressed and happy at the same time the past weekum, since sunday. feeling itchy too. like i'm waiting for something to happen but nothing is! but i'm still expecting it. maybe i'll get a windfall! woohoo! now wouldn't that be great? plus i realise how much i hate myself. don't you? cos i totally do! and i would totally understand it if you would too! hate my life...cos nothing goes right. (ps: this has nothing to do with schoolwork cos schoolwork has been alright so far) so there's something else. and it's worse. at least there's a cure for schoolwork. is there a cure for a malady i'm facing through right now? yeah...i'm sure there is. it's called time. but i dont have time. here i go talking to myself again...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow...got news. i'll be closing this blog soon. like after i post a final farewell bid or something. i never can find anything interesting to write anyhow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-116877508118459860?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/116877508118459860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=116877508118459860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116877508118459860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116877508118459860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2007/01/feeling-itchy-gwaaargh.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-116862899806547899</id><published>2007-01-12T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T11:09:58.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the week of scool has been pretty good so far. and it seems that things are starting to look up. hooray for the year 07! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forensic science is COOL! seriously...it's worth the 700 points we had to pay for that one module! it's a great interactive module. ok...despite the fact that the lecture hall is in some ulu part of science...it's a pretty fun module! did a mock-up of a court case...and it was funny...and deputy public prosecutor stella tan (yes yes...you have seen her name like all over the papers!) was NOT someone i'd expect for a dpp! she was tall, pretty, smart and has a good sense of humour! damn! these people should never exist! but she's cooool! i wanna be cool like her too! and we read some of real cases...and i'm quite convinced that there REALLY are sick people out there. seriously. *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was planning to stay overnight today to finish up my work...so that i can play tomorrow. but of course, there was NOBODY at all in studio!!!! NOBODY!!! not a single soul! damn i'm not going to work alone! how depressing it'll be. plus just after learning all these murders/abductions/rapes and all....*shudders again*. walau.....no, i'd rather not be chopped up and be made into asam pedas, thank you very much. guess will have to work tomorrow night then. :( next time, if there really is no one, i'll bring my laptop with internet connection. at least there'll be some form of company in msn! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being away from news is quite a chore. has not been reading the news...till i learnt sociologist professor ananda rajah passed away. may he rest in peace. quite a pity. wish i'd known him better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is so short. if i could, i would like to meet and know, even a little bit, of every single one on earth. but that's not possible, unfortunately. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-116862899806547899?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/116862899806547899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=116862899806547899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116862899806547899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116862899806547899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2007/01/no-idea-week-of-scool-has-been-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-116793324443579400</id><published>2007-01-04T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T09:54:04.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Cards Don't Lie, Do They?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what crazy fun today! was planning to spend the day with cassie,  nurul and iskandar today at town, but i couldn't come as i had some crazy bidding to do. was majorly worried i couldn't get my science gem...cos then there's nothing else i could do! or was remotely interested in doing...plus the possibility of my grandma coming over to collect something meant that I had to stay home even more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, thinking i'd be all home alone, bored out of my mind... the lovely peeps came over instead! whee!!! a nice surprise...(ok not really, seeing they called an hour before! hehe) but still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking laughing watching gilmore girls season 3 debating jess vs dean mosquito dai dee love fortunes loads of junk food pizza....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes i have crazzzy friends. &lt;br /&gt;even the pizza guy knows it. made mua ask the guy on the other line what they're 28 toppings were! which of course the pizza guy laughed...and of course relaying the toppings to my giggly friends in between was a hilarious affair! settled for a five cheeze pizza with mushrooms and chicken slices! yums!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course later, sending the peeps to the bus stop was another comical affair. nurul and cassie, seeing their bus approaching at a distance RAAAAAANNN after the bus like some maniacs...and this dude who walked passed us, turned around and muttered "siao char bor" in which iskandar and i just laughed out loud. see nurul, ur the one who always run after the 76 bus...not me! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing beats hanging around with a bunch of crazy people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-116793324443579400?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/116793324443579400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=116793324443579400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116793324443579400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116793324443579400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2007/01/cards-dont-lie-do-they-what-crazy-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-116775324063637984</id><published>2007-01-02T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T07:54:00.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Judgment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it, that even though you know what coming at you, and are already expecting the worst, could  you  still  feel as scared, and worried and anxious as could be? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm far too anxious to think straight. and mom is not making it any better.... sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-116775324063637984?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/116775324063637984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=116775324063637984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116775324063637984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116775324063637984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2007/01/judgment-how-is-it-that-even-though.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-116767259633231838</id><published>2007-01-01T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T09:29:56.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year one and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...at first...i wanted to put up a photoblog entry to recap the past yr, rather than  write em out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i got lazy. and then it got too late. and then  i realised i dont have all the photos i wanted to put up. and so i realised....ah well! forget it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brief recap: 2006 was a yr of many new things that i think defined me as a person. or made me realise about myself. and new experiences. half good, half bad, and half still undefined. and that's abt it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i expect of 2007? : no idea...got 3 resolutions (kept it small this time! haha) other than that, no idea! go with the flow! and see where it'll bring me. hope the world would be a better place tho. let's hope there's less deaths in the coming yr. we can hope, cant we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new yr to one and all! cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-116767259633231838?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/116767259633231838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=116767259633231838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116767259633231838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116767259633231838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year-happy-new-year-one-and-all-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-116749821006550139</id><published>2006-12-30T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T09:03:30.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Executed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saddam: Trialed....and hung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will it be milestone? will it emerge in our history books years to come?&lt;br /&gt; i don't know. it doesn't feel as such. it doesn't feel so groundbreaking. it doesn't have that impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess cos violence still continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least justice is done. i'm glad for that. despite how people argue it, he was a cruel dictator. and he was trialed by his own people. fair is fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why now? why today?&lt;br /&gt;timing is absolutely distasteful.&lt;br /&gt;and should his execution enter our history books, it would be an insult.&lt;br /&gt;utterly distasteful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-116749821006550139?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/116749821006550139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=116749821006550139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116749821006550139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116749821006550139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/12/executed-saddam-trialed.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-116722832239196414</id><published>2006-12-27T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T06:05:22.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thesaurus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bore&lt;/strong&gt; : &lt;em&gt;verb&lt;/em&gt; weary by dullness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bored&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;adjective&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thesaurus&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;dreary, dry, dull, flat, humdrum, interminable, monotonous, mundane, repetitive, soporific, stodgy, tedious, tiresome, unexciting, uninspiring, uninteresting, wearisome.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored.....BORED! i'm head-banging, tears-inducing, out-of-my-mind fucking BORED! and according to the every lovely and faithful Oxford Dictionary of mine since my early school days (which is in badly need of plenty of scotch-taping by the way), i'm also feeling dreary, dulled, flatted, humdrummed....blah blah blah. and you know how dictionaries are never wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh......whine....groan...moan. i'm just not a stay-at-home person. i just cant. ok, fairly speaking, i did go out once or twice or thrice in the past couple of weeks. but house arrest is a damn bore. i'm tired of staying at home, watching tv/dvds, and sleeping. it's just too dreary. i have absolutely nothing to do, and leaving me to my thoughts is like leaving a squirrel with a truckful of nuts! yes! i can go nuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thinking if 2 weeks of house arrest is enough to warrant me release. it is right?? right??? cos i'm hoping it is! and i'm hoping to get out of the house! and do something! like something fun! i think i've lost the ability to converse with people, now that i've lost touch with humans. ok...so i am exaggerating a little. ok, make that a lot. but it seems like it! i'm a social being! humans are social beings! we are meant to be one with society! and that means going out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think my mom will buy that if i sold this pitch to her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, plans as it, i've got a party tomorrow evening, a movie marathon with the gals on friday afternoon, saturday/sunday is hari raya haji so that means more staying at home, come monday i have nothing, tuesday is talk and lunch if i'm not wrong, but still leaves the evening pretty empty, and wed i start my watercolouring classes. which leaves me pretty vacantly vacant. i know it looks busy, but seriously, it's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i now know i can NEVER ever be a stay-at-home mom. Never!&lt;br /&gt;people! let's make plans to party!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i'm hating CORS by the every minute of it! damn bloody stupid fucking annoying thingy that is soooo freaking idiotically insanely crappy bugger-y shitty irritatingly pulling-my-hair-out exasperatingly plaquing system!!! gwaaarrrrggght! WHY WONT YOU LET ME BID FOR MY MODULES????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmph. as you can tell, i am in need of some pampering and soothing and much needed assurance that the world will not end just because i couldnt bid for my modules at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now if you will excuse me, i shall take my thesaurus and light some candles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-116722832239196414?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/116722832239196414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=116722832239196414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116722832239196414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116722832239196414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/12/thesaurus-bore-verb-weary-by-dullness.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-116699117061172646</id><published>2006-12-24T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T12:12:50.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Title&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Merry Festy Season everyone! hope you all have loads of fun these last few days of the year! remember children, if you've yet to use up your year's party days, you better do it now... what better time to have fun, and er...be jolly? hehz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; it was a festy merry movie/tv watching for me today tho! i'm not sure why, but i blasted the day today in front of the tube laughing my head off with two of my favouristest tv shows and a movie i completely ADORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/1600/967643/Sex_and_the_City.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/320/7267/Sex_and_the_City.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st off...a few episodes of the 6th season of sex and the city. i completely love the show! it's funny...but best of all is to check out the - as carrie bradshaw would say- "fabulous" fashions! gorgeous! i want to be in manhattan! i'm made for manhattan! i need to be manhattan! that's it! i've decided! i'm going to live in new york when i'm done studying! pack my bags there, begin as a starving designer, and then make it big somehow so i can look as fabulous as these leading ladies! ahh! the fashions are to die for! that and of course the city's exciting culture...blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/1600/412416/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/320/931466/friends.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and next off was the friends marathon they were showing on starworld! i LOVE friends! and i missed friends when it wasn't showing! i can watch it over and over again and still laugh at the same jokes, same characters, same everything lah.... and watching it suddenly makes things sooo much clearer for me! and makes me in a lighter mood of thought! phew! finally! trust friends to cheer up a chipper soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/1600/2823/love_actually_ver3-768864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/320/614993/love_actually_ver3-768864.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love actually...sigh where do i even begin?? i completely adore it!  and while i love all the characters in the movie...i'm shall go off on how cute jamie (colin firth) was!!!  love that bit!  colin firth seems to be like the perfect romantic comedy  leading actor to me! why not? he's absolutely dashing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh..perfect weather to just kind of chill and watch a bit of movies here and there. got a bunch here left to watch that i borrowed from the sis...let's see, i've got chicago..which i am dying to watch... the italian job ...recommended by a friend, i just remembered!... dirty dancing..the original with patrick swayze, not exactly my idea of a hottie but oh wells... more sex and the city and oh yeah! sin city! so yeah! if anyone who's you know, backtracked like me, and wanna watch any of these with me, drop me an sms! i'm on house arrest anyways! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chipper than ever week! i'm dying to go out! it's so weird to stay at home so much! much appreciation to going out on weds with isk, weiq and then studio mate marc and his pal alex.  had a blast of a time yesterday with two of my favouristest gals who just came back from their exciting holidays..ais and sumaya! i sooo need to go to nepal now hons! and THANK YOU sooo much for the lovely treat and company! laughing my head off the entire time with both u and andrew! you guys rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still cant believe i have a week left. bummer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-116699117061172646?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/116699117061172646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=116699117061172646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116699117061172646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116699117061172646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/12/title-happy-merry-festy-season.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-116672334312064826</id><published>2006-12-21T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T09:49:03.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a nice cool weather this night . not too wet, not too hot. just perfect. perfect time for comtemplation. perfect time to think. perfect time to share. and to drown in thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today...today i'll do something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of writing here, i will write in my journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what?? you think i write my intimate thoughts HERE? *snorts* yeah...right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-116672334312064826?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/116672334312064826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=116672334312064826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116672334312064826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116672334312064826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/12/journal-its-nice-cool-weather-this.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-116646499553526740</id><published>2006-12-18T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T10:03:15.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Damage Control&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. that was quick! damage control activation. mommy was not pleased that yours truly has been going out a lot these past couple of weeks (not my fault really! it's the hols!!) so here i am trying to control the damage impeded on me by staying at home. out less, in more! seems that some of my friends think the same thing! seriously...whose side are you guys on??? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charming my way back into mom's good books by spending the whole day at home today...made myself useful...aka helped jaga my niece aisyah. we went to the ocean....got bitten by sharks and crocodiles, and for some strange reason, cows too that was found in the ocean. went driving in a car, where we had to tap our ez-link cards...lay down on the beach and counted stars..so romantic right? and played with bears with names such as Cubit and Kangkang. and she laughs soooo hard whenever i sing Habibi. seriously, i'm sure my singing is not THAT bad. oh wait..it's storming right here....hmmm nah...can't be....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love Aisyah to bits!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow...this happens. mom's starting to cool down. but aiyah...she has a point. i shouldn't go out sooo much! still the daughter of the house! tsk tsk...don't know what's gotten into me this hols! anyhow's, party hasn't ended yet...just slowed down a little. figured that at this point, the only things that i MUST do before school starts again is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) meet up with friends i've yet to meet up with.&lt;br /&gt;2) watch scarface!!!! i've not watched that! and the godfathers!!! i wanna watch it again! (as you can tell, an al pacino fan! hehe) and the graduate!!! that means movie marathon! su! nads!&lt;br /&gt;3) swim! i wanna swim!!!! but less likely if this weather continues! bah!&lt;br /&gt;4) ride the bumper car!!!!! ok..ever since my neighbour mentioned it a couple of weeks ago, i've been DYING to ride the bumper car! gwargh! but where? i dont want to spend 16 bucks on escape cos all the other rides suck. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's bout it! that's all i wanna do! hehe sooo different from my holiday list previously. it's like resolutions...it just gets shorter...and shorter. i'm so proud of me! i've turned realistic! hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and speaking of movies, i LOVE V for Vendetta (yes yes...slow. i'm the backtracked movie watcher) it's soooo good! i cant believe i didnt want to watch it when it released in the cinema. silly stupid me! good movie! makes u think, no? and i luuurrrvvee the way they spoke! the clipped british accent. the clear pronunciation, the rounding of syllables. nice! then watched russian dolls, a french movie. preettty draggy...but check this out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lead actor Romain Duris...looks EXACTLY like Adam Brody from the O.C!!! i kid you not! just look!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/1600/705692/romain_duris2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/320/157729/romain_duris2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/1600/355223/seth2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/320/617024/seth2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/1600/705692/romain_duris2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/1600/664599/romain.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...so the one on the left/top (however this pics orientate themselves after i publish this post) is romain duris, french actor in russian dolls. the one one the right/bottom is my adam brody also known as seth cohen in the O.C! don't they look alike? ok...had to use side profile for both to compare. plus hard to get pics of romain duris! anyhow, he looked alot like my adam brody, who i think is absolutishly cute!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more seth cohen tribute...sortish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/1600/368954/adam_brody.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/320/40480/adam_brody.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/1600/849661/seth3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/320/57821/seth3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/1600/284706/seth4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/320/501608/seth4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/1600/928364/seth5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/320/73646/seth5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it when he smiles!!! so cute, funny and sweet! ok, the only i seriously i mean only reason why i watch the o.c. him and summer of course! perfect couple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is still raining! with bursts of showers here and there! wow! it looks like it's going to be one rainy night! nice to curl up in! which makes me wonder...why the hell am i in front of the computer???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao bella!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i realised how i hate this skin! bah...i wanna change it. soooo leceh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-116646499553526740?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/116646499553526740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=116646499553526740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116646499553526740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116646499553526740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/12/damage-control-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-116621265567435209</id><published>2006-12-15T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T11:57:35.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Spotless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Holiday! ok, watched it with arly and shikah to-day. a lovely holiday-ish kind of movie to remind you that yes, it is the holidays. that is, until results come out. which by the way did, in a twilightish sorta way as results are supposed to be out on the 26th. oddness. oh wells. anyhow don't ask about my results. i wont talk. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, shan't think abt it and concentrate on good happy things! like the movie! and the ever sexy jude law! i mean...come on! look at him! he's sooooo hot and charming and sexy! there's something about him that screams sexiness! swoons....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7016/1232/320/72205/jude-law.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, anyways, two weeks of holidays have passed. and two more to go! pretty fast if u ask me, and i'm not sure if i have done anything productive so far! other than catching up with friends of course! that is always fun and great! love my friends! and i guess i wanna spend the rest of my holidays with fun-ness and well, just feeling rested and happy. it didn't matter if i didn't get to travel this holidays...i'm pretty content at the moment....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the gift of forgetfulness is truly a great thing! to forget and carry on.  and pretend nothing happened and everything is back to normal! forget disasters, forget pain, forget failures, forget hurt, forget sadness.... it's a medicine we all need sometimes. it's prob not the most mature solution...but it is the most effective. yet sometimes, it is hard to forget. so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? cos part of us want to remember. remember that feeling, remember that detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to be good at forgetting. an expert even. so why is it so damn hard now? sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is why i support distractions. and distractions support me! we go hand in hand. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may this feeling of contentment last. till i get stronger at least. and then i can fight. but for now, let me be in my bubble....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-116621265567435209?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/116621265567435209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=116621265567435209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116621265567435209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116621265567435209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/12/spotless-holiday-ok-watched-it-with.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-116551548551645569</id><published>2006-12-07T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T10:18:05.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Change Would Do You Good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...sooo finally changed my blog skin. the old one was just...well...old. did a thing or two with it...but damn! cant get archives to where its supposed to me. it decided to run off and climb like a monkey. haiz.... perhaps another day day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh! and i've updated the links too. i know i know...been long time. and hey! if i havent linked u and want to be linked, let me know! feebz! dina! if you're reading this yeah? hees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight everyone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-116551548551645569?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/116551548551645569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=116551548551645569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116551548551645569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116551548551645569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/12/change-would-do-you-good.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-116508410367881813</id><published>2006-12-02T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T10:28:23.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vivovivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the following will upset many people and cause them to hate me more than they already do. why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i've finished my exams... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muahahahhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally. one of the few to end early and loving it. heck, we deserved it, considering the hell load of work we did during term time! so after polishing off a nasty nasty building structures exam, we shuttled off to vivo city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and damn! it was my first time there, and i LOVE it! it's soooo cool! it has some pretty cool stores, and the roof garden! i love the roof garden! overlooking the sea. and pacific coffee cafe. man...chilling on the deck was lovely! and its HUGE! like big, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like we were hopping from store to store. ok, so shopping with anusha and lewina will result in serious shopping. i.e. where there is a store, or anything that remotely looks like a store:  enter. hehe...we tried on gowns. i tried a chocolate one which anusha chose for me and i felt like a princess in it...wheeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised that there is this opinion about people, and clothes. we were checking out clothes and then friends will go "this is sooo you, naweera" or "this is sooo eudora" "this is so anusha!". fine so maybe its a friend thing or a studio thing. and then in GAP, gal turned to her girlfriend and went "that is sooo you!"&lt;br /&gt;so this "this/that is so you" thingy is new to me. a new kind of identity indicator? the type of clothes we'll go for? in-teresting. so apparently, i'm a gal who love browns and golds and bronzes etc...hehe. which is true. but i do like other things. depending on my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. i like vivocity! and most likely, i'll visit it qute often. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. i'm fighting off sleep so i could do more things than sleep. sleep is such a waste of time. watched the man u- mid match with my bro. and like there was a pt where the crowd cheered something that was similar to "you are my sunshine" song. sooo cute. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i'm sleeping now. on the basis that my eyes really cant open now. hehs. well, just typed enough to make everyone jealous that i finished my exams. mission accomplished. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-116508410367881813?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/116508410367881813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=116508410367881813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116508410367881813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116508410367881813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/12/vivovivo-following-will-upset-many.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-116456992263181740</id><published>2006-11-26T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T11:38:42.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mugging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..so there are a few things you need for a great mugging session. essential requirements that will ensure you concentrate and actually study for that all important exam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) a good airconditioned location. nice and cool and well, conducive! like the good ol' library! but then ah..sometimes it gets very hot, or very cold! haiz..&lt;br /&gt;2) comfy chairs. you dont want butticitis. nosiree...&lt;br /&gt;3) good kaki to study with. pals that wont let you daydream but still available for that occasional break you oh so need!&lt;br /&gt;4) post-it notes. life is much funner with post-it notes! always! like my friend, parvin, had a post-it note from a guy called tom hueges! (wink wink nudge nudge)&lt;br /&gt;5) snacks! to soothe that itchy mouth of yours so you wont feel the compulsion to chat with your neighbour every 5 minutes&lt;br /&gt;6)  coffee! supposed to keep you alert, but of course that doesnt work for me anymore, so probably just to make you look like you're working hard and pulling all nighters lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least...in fact, i feel it is the most important and essential thing to successful mugging... is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) a library crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, a cute guy (or girl) you notice in the library who, like you, is mugging for the exams. he should be there like as often as you do, and becomes the inspiration for your mugging session. suddenly, studying becomes fun! and motivates you to come to the library, open your book, act smart, and get down to studying! and an exchange of shy glances here and there...i notice you, you notice me kind of thing, it's practically flirting! yup, mugging-flirting! yup yup. a library crush is a definite must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which makes me suddenly remember! me, parvin, arly and fizah were at the national library today mugging, and there was actually a wedding at the open courtyard next to the study room! a couple got married! in a library! whoa! they must have met in the library or something! geek and geekier wed! how sweet! hahaha...damn, shant laugh! i'm a geek too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sem's mugging session is not so productive as the last couple of sems man. and i think that's cos i dont have a library crush. damn. i had one in year 1 sem one...and then another one at sem 2...this sem, like nobody like that. well, we discovered one recently, whom parvin has taken to stalking! hahaha.... i think its cos i switched location. i'm telling you man...southeast asian section is where all the cute guys are!  shall i switch again? hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made a discovery tho. a dumb one. realised my first paper is not on tuesday, as i have thought it was, but on wednesday! lucky i check man! so papers on weds, thurs, and saturday. wish me luck peeps! i need it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;back to mugging.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-116456992263181740?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/116456992263181740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=116456992263181740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116456992263181740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116456992263181740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/11/mugging-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-116431047240226569</id><published>2006-11-23T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T11:34:32.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Return of Thimbelina!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe it. i found my thumbdrive! i actually found thimbelina! what the ---?? ok, shouldn't be complaining but holy crap! i seriously thought i lost that son of a bitch. i searched everywhere! everywhere! and when i was emptying out my jacket pockets (which i did a gazilion times before, i'm telling you), there it was! nestled within! out into the palm of my hand and i was damn shocked! i literally ran out of my room, showed it to my mom, my mouth gaping in disbelief! how did that happen?? bloody hell. the trouble it gave me when i didn't have it! kept sending emails to myself to get the attachments. man! gwwwargh! still dont know how that happened by the way. then again, find one thing, lost the other. now i'm missing my ezlink card and matric card. bummer. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a much greater greater brighter note...WELCOME HOME AISYAH!!! hehe...glad to see u all in one piece! rest up hons, and we can hang out and catch up soon! glad to see u didnt bring that aussie slang back with u! hahaha and it was great to see the rest of the peeps whom i havent seen for soooooo long today! marcus, sam, chee wei, shafi, weiq! how bout the rest? soon soon i hope. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otherwise it was a wearisome week. been trying to mug for the finals but my mind is awandering. so restless. i feel restless. i feel like getting up and run as fast as i can. or scream. or jump or something. something totally physical and brainless. but nooo...mug i must. i read sooooo slowly. the library is so...well, unconducive. but that's like the only place i can study man. home and i might as well flunk my exams! gwarrgh! frustration number 2. better get started soon man. but studying with the peeps has been fun tho! playing more than i should. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, it's late at night, and i just submitted my last and final essay! yessss! finally. oh wait. crap. i havent turn it in. gwargh. ok, just turneditin, and submitted! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;you know, i was so sleepy just now, but now i'm so...awake. dead, but still awake. is that possible? gads...i might turn into a zombie! woooo! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell. what on earth am i writing today??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-116431047240226569?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/116431047240226569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=116431047240226569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116431047240226569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116431047240226569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/11/return-of-thimbelina-i-cant-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-116386682946148322</id><published>2006-11-18T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T08:20:29.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Step it Up!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/8LpwiWfzfaM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/8LpwiWfzfaM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;went to watch Step Up and it was Hot! like reeal hot! ok, so plot sucks, dialogue sucks, acting not great, all expected, but the moves! the dances! wow! gotta learn to dance like that man! haha anyhows, go catch it for the dances! wheee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glad design is over! left me 3 papers to go! wheee! feel greatly relieved! must go sleep now to catch up on losted sleep the past week man. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-116386682946148322?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/116386682946148322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=116386682946148322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116386682946148322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116386682946148322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/11/step-it-up-went-to-watch-step-up-and.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-116315360764121431</id><published>2006-11-10T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T02:13:27.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sweet November?? Hah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can't wait for 20th November...I can't wait for 20th November...I can't wait for 20th November...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's when my project is finished! phew! that will be a load off me burden. study for my written exams....and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can't wait for 3rd december...I can't wait for 3rd december...I can't wait for 3rd december...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's when i'm freeeeee! of projects and exams! hah! how i wish time would fly! i wonder if repeating these lines would quicken time. hah. if only it could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my room is a war zone now. cardboard, acrylic, knives, papers, tools everywhere! you gotta watch ur step... i reckon there might be a few landminds buried under there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as of such, these next few weeks are crucial. work work and more work. last lap of the race, and then can collapse. looking forward to a good holiday, i hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;important well wishing for the month of november...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Iskandar!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Jaren!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Chee Wei!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Joshua!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i hope i havent missed anyone! hope all of u guys are doing great!&lt;br /&gt;and many good wishes to those who too are in the warring zones of exams! good luck! study hard! and after which we can party hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is late. But happy Eid Mubarak to everyone too! hee Cheers! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-116315360764121431?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/116315360764121431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=116315360764121431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116315360764121431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116315360764121431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/11/sweet-november-hah-i-cant-wait-for.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-116145772677851585</id><published>2006-10-21T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T12:08:46.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Accideleted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gwwwwaaaaaarrggh! the worst thing that could possibly happen to anyone, happened to ME!!!  me! poor me! ! even i wouldn't wish this upon my greatest enemy!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my thumb drive. (sobs) i have searched everywhere and it's gone! and i have this feeling that it's not at home and that i have truly lost my thumb drive. usually if i cant find my things, i dont get all panicky. but this is different. i think it's intuition telling me i'm screwed!! my personal briefcase! my pocket notebook! all my notes! all my essays! all my pictures...GONE! i'm trying to remember if i have ongoing projects/essays in there currently. the super-long story i wrote for bkk on jim thompson...GONE! all gone! i spent hours on that stupid story! my fiction! i had just updated it. GONE! and that was an entire book! i was finishing it! down to the last chapter! GONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gwwwwaaaaaarrgghhh! i'm so depressed i couldn't continue with work. well, how was i to continue if i don't have my work with me??? sobs. i reckoned i dropped it at the kfc when i bought food back home. why??? why?? it's not like if anyone has found it can return it to me. i have no name or address to it. and what if someone DID find it! like i have personal files in there too!!! i think....sobs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. am very very depressed now. just when i was all happy and well, happy! need to get a new thumb drive. this time i'll surgically attach it to my elbow so i won't lose it ever again. great. just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a slighter brighter note, my house is in a mess. all in prep for raya! mood to raya makes me forget that i actually have a tonne of school work to do! doesnt fail to happen, does it? Ramadhan had passed by sooooo fast! where did it go?? well, at least now i've made plans to go to geylang bazaar monday night. my first time for this year happens to be on the last day! hehe...bet everyone will be there! so must gear up anti-crowd devices. what fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. thinking about raya did not help. am still depressed. where art thou, oh thumbdrive! (i should have named it like i named my laptop) i think i will give it a name...hmmm *thinks* i'm thinking Thimbelina! yeah! Thimbelina! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh where art thou Thimbelina!&lt;br /&gt;Come back to meeeee!&lt;br /&gt;The happy times we had saving documents!&lt;br /&gt;And travelling around!&lt;br /&gt;Come backkkkk oh Thimbelina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disclaimer: grief can cause insanity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-116145772677851585?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/116145772677851585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=116145772677851585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116145772677851585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116145772677851585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/10/accideleted-gwwwwaaaaaarrggh-worst.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-116058550378632547</id><published>2006-10-11T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T09:51:43.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's called...silent rejection. you know when ur not wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-116058550378632547?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/116058550378632547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=116058550378632547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116058550378632547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116058550378632547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-called.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-116034347762549634</id><published>2006-10-08T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T14:37:57.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Au Revoir&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well there you have it! today was my last day working at the airport. and frankly, though i'm relieved to have my sundays back, i'm gonna miss working there! it was fun working with some of the craziest bunch of people! i'm going to miss people-watching with sooffiyah, bitching with luqman, and mark's sudden bursts of "long live China!" (he's singaporean by the way). and of course the passengers! some fascinating, some not so fascinating! our battles with Indian nationals who ask A TONNE of questions ("What's this? how do you play this? what prizes are there? it didn't say single receipt!") yes, they were the most annoying people. can actually fight you know. mind you, i'm part indian too! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the countless times sooffiyah and me have been married playing 1-2-3. err..some of my grooms were definitely not my type! and i kinda figured what kind of guy i'm generally attracted to. while many of me friends fancy suits on guys (as do i), i actually like the shirt, jacket (nice cool blazery jacket mind u. ) , jeans and sneakers kinda men. yup sneakers. a little artsy-edgy.  haha i love people watching. i think the human is the most fascinating creature!  i could just sit on a bench all day long and see people walk by. well, make that half a day. working at the airport has been pretty good. i dont mind working there again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at least i'm now a little freer. thank goodness! tuition is rounding up as well. perfect timing...just nice for exams and raya! haha... and i have yet to go to geylang bazaar! gaah! must go soon. see if i can squeeze it on...next week? damn. ah wells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am trying to begin an essay that is just not coming through at the moment. sighs...thus the blogging. i wanted to say a lot of things. but now they've slipped my mind. ah wells. another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah! and sooffiyah reckoned she saw sean penn yesterday! SEAN PENN!!!! like he's one of my fav actors! wow! SEAN PENN!!!! talented talented guy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-116034347762549634?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/116034347762549634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=116034347762549634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116034347762549634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/116034347762549634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/10/au-revoir-well-there-you-have-it-today.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-115972829197995543</id><published>2006-10-01T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T11:44:51.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;StarStruck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what?? guess! i saw HRITIK ROSHAN today!!! see, i was working at the airport, and there he was! and damn he looked good! better live than on screen i tell you! me and soofiyah were like so excited cos hello?? it was HRITIK ROSHAN!!! haha his friend collected the prize, we verified with him, and asked if we cld take a pic with hritik (wah, first name basis already! haha). the friend said "sure no problem" he'll ask hritik. so we were like whoa! so excited! and when we saw hritik coming to the booth, we were sure he was coming to take the photo with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but noooo. he wanted to ask where the first class lounge was. he asked soofiyah (i was attending to a customer then. damn!) and soofiyah asked if we cld take a pic. guess what he said? NO! well, more like he was busy at the moment (not too busy to visit the first class lounge eh?). we were crushed. (why am i describing this event like some primary school composition? haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah wells. anyhow, besides being a prig at that moment (celebrities! hmph!) , he was HOT! really. his eyes were gorgeous. swoons.... and guess what again?? yesterday, SHAH RUKH KHAN was at the airport! and vj utt! and my colleague saw them both!! life is unfair i say!  star struck, we were. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weirdness. i dont get starstruck that much. but with the right people, you can act like a teenager once again. proves that i'll ever grow up...not that much anyways. haha  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-115972829197995543?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/115972829197995543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=115972829197995543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115972829197995543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115972829197995543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/10/starstruck-guess-what-guess-i-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-115946586595805806</id><published>2006-09-28T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T10:51:06.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Title&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm back! yay! it's good to be back home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bangkok had been fun. well, it has been alright. like i said, i didn't get to miss it before i returned. worse part was that we practically went to the same places as the last time.  and no adventure. wasnt once chased by an assasin or something! sigh. hardly any soldiers either! i didnt do much (or any in fact!) of shopping cos suddenly i just felt bored of it. shopping comes to me in moods. darn darn darn. best part of the trip?  experiencing it with a bunch of new friends to joke and laugh and learn about. wink wink nudge nudge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of course there is a stark difference between the last trip and this trip. innocence is relative.  i told you so. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, am beat now. will write more when i have more to write! till then, take care! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i think one has sadly forgotten me entirely. =( while another has sparked my curiousity like no other person has!-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-115946586595805806?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/115946586595805806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=115946586595805806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115946586595805806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115946586595805806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/09/title-so-im-back-yay-its-good-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-115907248640691715</id><published>2006-09-23T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T21:34:48.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;edge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that was one miserable week. seriously, this semester, everything seems to be going wrong. everything. i'm glad the week's over. and i'm glad i ended it well. met up on friday with the ever lovely nadia, su, bex and charlene for lunch and the iap ladies for a bit of munch and talk too! it was what i needed to cheer myself up! and i hope the following weeks get better! i'm not expecting much lift-up, but i hope i get enough strength to pull through. till december at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so much i wanted to discuss here. courage, love, confidence, change, money, time, pride, strength, character, loneliness, freedom of expression, disappointment, hurt, violence, men, women, justice, ambition, opinions, religion, honour, work, and fear. and one day i will when i have the time. one by one. hey! like tuesdays with morrie. except i'm no morrie. hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'm flying off to bangkok tomorrow. i didn't want to go there again without having a chance to miss it first.  but oh wells. this time i hope will be different. there's that coup thing there and that calls for a bit of adventure! *in a novel, this comes the part where there is a twinkle in me eye. haha*  well, i hope i get an adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i've mentioned before that i love bulan Ramadhan. i'm looking forward to it. although this year will be a little different for me. why why why are my lectures from 7-9? it sux at a time when u want to spend a little time you have left with your family. ah wells. love all of u guys and hope to see u soon! Selamat Berpuasa! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-115907248640691715?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/115907248640691715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=115907248640691715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115907248640691715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115907248640691715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/09/edge-well-that-was-one-miserable-week.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-115825692088016281</id><published>2006-09-14T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T11:02:00.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dance Again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could steal&lt;br /&gt;One final glance&lt;br /&gt;One final step&lt;br /&gt;One final dance with him&lt;br /&gt;I'd play a song that would never ever end&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'd love love love to dance with my father again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who have lost their fathers recently, i'm truly sorry. it gets easier though. hope you'll heal in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's something about September. it's odd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-115825692088016281?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/115825692088016281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=115825692088016281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115825692088016281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115825692088016281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/09/dance-again-if-i-could-ste_115825692088016281.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-115825683187012760</id><published>2006-09-14T10:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T11:00:31.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dance Again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could steal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One final glance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One final step&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One final dance with him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd play a song that would never ever end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I'd love love love to dance with my father again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who have lost their fathers recently, i'm truly sorry. it gets easier though. hope you'll heal in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's something about September. it's odd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-115825683187012760?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/115825683187012760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=115825683187012760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115825683187012760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115825683187012760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/09/dance-again-if-i-could-steal-one-final_14.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-115825681176597360</id><published>2006-09-14T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T11:00:11.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dance Again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I could steal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One final glance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One final step&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One final dance with him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd play a song that would never ever end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I'd love love love to dance with my father again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who have lost their fathers recently, i'm truly sorry. it gets easier though. hope you'll heal in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's something about September. it's odd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-115825681176597360?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/115825681176597360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=115825681176597360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115825681176597360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115825681176597360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/09/dance-again-if-i-could-steal-one-final.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-115626420827717267</id><published>2006-08-22T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T09:30:08.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Update &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i realised i haven't written quite a bit lately in this tumbleweed-rolling blog of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to let you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i am still alive.  only extremely busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still breathing. only more heavily now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still broke. only surving on handouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still here. only not really. hee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dealing with a course with too many assignments and too little guidance, a weekly job where time crawls really slow, the PSLE (God! and i thought THAT was over!),  a shrinking wardrobe (my sneakers were stolen!!! augh!!!), one messy unorganised room, a crisis over time and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. this is so different from last term. can i help it if i'm looking for a bit of familiarity? and not just one hour either. but a nice couple of hours of doing what was done before. la la la la la....  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-115626420827717267?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/115626420827717267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=115626420827717267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115626420827717267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115626420827717267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/08/update-so-i-realised-i-havent-written.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-115496859284066977</id><published>2006-08-07T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T09:36:32.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Manic Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's just another manic Monday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish it was Sunday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause that's my fun day &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My I-don't-have-to-run day &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's just another manic Monday&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only...it WASN'T a manic Monday for me!!! oh no siree! it was by far, my most time-wasting day i have ever had in my entire life! it even beats that time when i was watching Days of Our Lives after school in tk. (don't ask...just...dont.) right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, i was supposed to have an aki briefing at 10am in nus. it was made clear in the letter that is was compulsory. right, so i willingly dragged my feet off, took an hour and half long bus ride and arrived in school, at the lecture hall (though slightly late). juuust as i had taken my seat, the lecturer bounds up, declared that as there were too few of us because of the inauguration ceremony, there was no point in having the briefing. they will reschedule it...and inform us through email. great! just great! basically i had come alll the way to school...for absolutely nothing!!! nothing at all! the speech was done in three minutes, and i saw myself having wasted my precious morning. i could have slept! i could have eaten breakfast! i could have watched tv! i could have done all three! seriously, they could just have the briefing for those present so that we dont have to make a second trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing i met a couple of friends to kill 2 hours with before i had to go to the airport. had lunch..and made a new friend too! so that was good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until the airport. right, supposed to go to the airport to work. reached there at half past one, meet the guy and get my pass. only....didn't get my pass! the police did not have my records! and my boss like issued it a week ago already! so basically, i couldnt get in. boss told me to wait while he settled the pass. so i waited at macs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And waited....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did more waiting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And waited some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till it was basically close to five pm. hmph. no, not all that pleased. i waited long enough to even finish off a book! yes that long! ok, so it was a thin book, but still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the worse thing was that i rescheduled tuition so i could go for my first day at work. brilliant! i felt so guilty for doing that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thing is, i dont mind shuttling to the east west north south...as long as i'm doing something or have accomplished something. in fact, i kinda like packing up my days and moving about! end of the day, i feel like i've done a lot! so today, i felt my day was completely gone cos i did nothing. nope nadaa nyet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may sound pissed off now (oh believe me i am) but i never did blow my cool at the moment ("Oh it's okay...no problem")  sometimes i just want to scream!!! and then i cant. go figure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-115496859284066977?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/115496859284066977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=115496859284066977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115496859284066977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115496859284066977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/08/manic-monday-its-just-another-manic.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-115454136761213577</id><published>2006-08-02T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T10:56:07.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Aki Aki&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is to come...this in the orientation guide....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know you're an Architecture Student when....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your concept of time is not forward, but a countdown from the time a project is due ("What time is it?" "4 hours till")&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You slice your finger, and the first thing you think of is if you'll be able to finish your model&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You say "It's only midnight - I have plenty of time to finish"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You confuse today and tomorrow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You carry a toothbrush in your backpack&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You confuse sunrise with sunset&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The alarm clock tells you when to go to sleep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You strangle your roommate because he said he stayed up late studying&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're not ashamed of drooling in class anymore, especially in the Structures lesson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You know what UHU tastes like &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Breakfast is your 5th meal of the day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The idea that you have a room to live in outside the studio is a myth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You hear "Didn't you wear that yesterday?" followed by "and the day before that?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your roommate files a 'Missing Person Report'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Someone asks you for your phone number and you give them the studio's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You draw perspectives of your friend's room on your Japanese homework just for the fun of it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whenever you finish a project and don't have any studio work to do, you are constantly wondering why you aren't in the studio working.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You buy tracing paper in mass quantities&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You understand what 4B, 2B, b, HB, H, 2H and 4H means and have lots of each type&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your idea of splurging on yourself is buying another circle template (or any other template)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;YOU ALWAYS WRITE IN CAPITAL LETTERS&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You put a scale under everything you draw so that people know how big it is&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The biggest decision you have to make near the end of the term is "autocad, viz, pencil or ink?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You start replacing pictures of your friends and family with pictures of buildings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching the sun rise means you haven't gotten to bed yet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You never have enough wall space to pin things up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You no longer leave studio to sleep, you just crash on the couch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You always have a supply of portable and non perishable food&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can go days without sunlight (You go to class in the dark, you come home in the dark)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Midnight is considered early evening&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Push pins becomes a valuable commodity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On Halloween, you trick-or-treat in studio to get arch supplies or 'red Bull'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;i found it quite hilarious. of course, when i'm doing it, it wont be as funny after all! hehe...ah wells. big picture! it'll be worth it! i hope... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm going to miss arts like crazy! seriously, 2005 was when i was freshman, when i made friends, when i experienced stuff. damn...u sometimes wonder if you made the right decision.... well, i'll be over arts often i guess! hahaha...and if i cant come over, you guys damn better well pop over to aki to say hi! another chapter begins. so dejavu....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-115454136761213577?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/115454136761213577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=115454136761213577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115454136761213577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115454136761213577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/08/aki-aki-what-is-to-come.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-115410761581700396</id><published>2006-07-28T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T11:54:24.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Summer Album&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...i've yet to blog about summer! or post pictures in fact! it had been some crazy summer! i love summer school! i love the programme! i love the people! i love the stuff we did! it was awesome and great. minus the heavy workload tho. even so, i would recommend it to anyone seriously! it was worth the trip....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and speaking of trips, been to a few! kl, melaka and thailand (bangkok and ayutthaya)! let pictures speak for themselves....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/1600/kl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/kl1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i begin with KL! so it was a 7-men-and-women trip: tarana, claire, ahley, christian, safraz, audrey and me! this is in front of the royal palace! i think. hee...oh and the horse was sooo handsome and adorable! it licked me! and bit christian! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/1600/kl3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/kl3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batu Caves...was just awesome! gorgeous gorgeous....also very steep steps....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/1600/kl8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/kl8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and claire. in front of this awesome awesome architectural beauty! and guess what? it's a railroad station. if only singapore puts that much effort in its stations....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/1600/kl5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/kl5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/1600/kl6.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/kl6.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and chilling out the last night in kl! after checking out the national monument of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there was melaka....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/1600/melaka4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/melaka4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/1600/melaka1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/melaka1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/1600/melaka5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/melaka5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/1600/melaka3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/melaka3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after melaka...was the ever lovely thailand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/1600/thai1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/thai1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/1600/thai2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/thai2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some random stuff to go along....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/1600/ss1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/ss1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/1600/ss2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/ss2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/1600/ss7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/ss7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/1600/ss6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/ss6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we leave you with a delightful fanfare of dance. also am tired of putting up pics! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/ss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wobbling out. goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-115410761581700396?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/115410761581700396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=115410761581700396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115410761581700396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115410761581700396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/07/summer-album-well.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-115377780865208382</id><published>2006-07-24T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T14:50:08.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Buttercup&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. it was over fast. and stillll i have essays to write! aaauuuuggghhh!!! damn it! late nights, no sleep, stress, panic. i'm churning out complete nonsense by the way! i'm so sick of writing essays now. damn damn damn it! ah well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. or more like yesterday. the little indescribable feeling of...hurt. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on... now a bit of a song Tarana and i sang at bangkok. one of the few songs my limited memory space can actually remember. hee. remember something about mary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Build me Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you build me up (Build me up)&lt;br /&gt;Buttercup baby just to let me down (Let me down)&lt;br /&gt;And mess me around&lt;br /&gt;And then worst of all (Worst of all)&lt;br /&gt;You never call baby&lt;br /&gt;When you say you will (Say you will)&lt;br /&gt;But I love you still&lt;br /&gt;I need you (I need you)&lt;br /&gt;More than anyone darlin'&lt;br /&gt;You know that I have from the start &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So build me up (Build me up)&lt;br /&gt;Buttercup Don't break my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute song. back to essay now. busy day ahead! auuuggh! did i mention that hula boy is a friggin 2-faced bastard?? auuuughh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-115377780865208382?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/115377780865208382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=115377780865208382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115377780865208382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115377780865208382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/07/buttercup-sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-115307452159134362</id><published>2006-07-16T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T11:28:41.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Innocent Little Being&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm baacck! with many thoughts a-pondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of which is innocence. what is innocence? how do you define someone as innocent? someone who knows absolutely nothing? someone who has no experience whatsover? both? someone with doe-eyes, china-doll hair and a basket of posies for grandma in her hands? the definition for innocence is a curious thing. and i believe it is relative to the people surrounding you. you choose the definition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i know is that i dont want to be innocent. or labelled as such. what's so good abt it anyway? is it not the same as ignorant? and the labelling only invites others to see you one-dimensionally. &lt;em&gt;you could never ever possibly do anything bad, or anything at all! heaven forbid! it's unthinkable! good god golly gosh!&lt;/em&gt; shedding the image is, however, harder than it seems..as hard as i try. you kinda understand why britney did what she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been too idealistic all this freaking time. i gotta shed it all. else i may get hurt real bad some day. it all becomes too overrated. gotta shake up my world and tune it to reality. it's time to grow up a little. again, to lose innocence is not equivalent to losing morals and values. i know my limits and i know them well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to be seen as a woman. not a child.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-115307452159134362?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/115307452159134362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=115307452159134362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115307452159134362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115307452159134362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/07/innocent-little-being-im-baacck-with.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-115190382134199928</id><published>2006-07-02T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T22:17:07.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Weekend Getaway&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmigod! KL was so freaking fun! my first trip away from singapore in years (and i mean YEARS) and it was great! damn it was too short. but i like the whole impulsive get-and-go thing. why be hesistant? a lot of times i believe i'm very hesistant. and i think it's good to make a decision quick, stick to it and seize the day! i'm learning a lot from this summer programme. there might be a whole brand new me! i'll try to post pictures when i can. i hate not having the internet. got to do something about my laptop. and i dont blog in the school library, which is why i'm looking over my shoulder every 5 minutes in paranoia. it would be very loserish to be caught blogging erm in public! hahaha but i've been itching to write for some reason. meantime, can't wait for the trip next week to melaka and thailand! yipee! now that will be freaking fun! and will definitely post pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be serious about my schoolwork. but damn it. i cant help thinking about next sem. another whole new adventure. ah well, till then, paaarrttaay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-115190382134199928?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/115190382134199928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=115190382134199928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115190382134199928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115190382134199928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/07/weekend-getaway-ohmigod-kl-was-so.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-115125166558581231</id><published>2006-06-25T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T09:07:45.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Sick Child&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwaaaarrghhh! i hate it when i'm sick! it's so fucking annoying! just as i was getting settled in to my dorm and having a great time for a summer school, my immune system decides to fail me and grant me cough, flu and fever! bloody brilliant! i hate it when i'm sick! i'm like an invalid when i'm sick, and i can't do nuts when i'm ill. sucks right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer school has been great so far! intimidating at first, but the pple are really nice. and such an eccletic mix! brilliant! i love people! .... i also realise that living in a dorm makes you less inhibited. hmmm... danger danger, but i'm a good girl! *wink* but right now, i don't feel a total 100% of me. and i have a paper due tuesday 2pm and i have NO idea what to write about! i'm dead! but try thinking when u have to blow your nose every 5 minutes. aaah. it's no excuse, but it sure bugs me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but laughter really is the best medicine! great time at the beach today to celebrate the april/may/june babies! hope u guys enjoyed it! i feel oodles better now! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's it for now. back to essay. i'm so so screwed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-115125166558581231?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/115125166558581231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=115125166558581231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115125166558581231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115125166558581231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/06/sick-child-gwaaaarrghhh-i-hate-it-when.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-115022239560655289</id><published>2006-06-13T10:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T11:13:15.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;TV Addict&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally finished it! i finally finished watching all 20hours of winter sonata! and i love it!!! ok, it's a love drama, i know...i'm not usually big on sap. but surprisingly, i find it pretty good! it wasnt cheesy, and when i thought the parts could be cheesy, it doesnt become cheesy! it's cheese-free! i'm pleasantly surprised! and why it's not a typical soap show is, i dunno, the parts where there's a lot of honesty from the characters. aaah! love! makes me believe in love again! and i like the ending. i like the last airport scene. now that's what's called true love! love? love? well, i haven't been in love! but i'd like to be! love fate fate love. ahhh..i bet it must be the most wonderful feeling in the world! my heart is still beating just remembering the show! and that jiang jun xiang is soo cool! and a perfect hero! cool, moody, sweet..yum! and of course the beautiful scenery!!! I WANT TO SEE SNOW!!!! *wails* see snow! touch snow! feel snow! be amongst the snow! ayu! i'm taking up ur offer to go korea!!! let's go k? let's go during winter-time too! hee.... i'm in love with the show! and the show has made me be in love with love too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by night, i'm catching the world cup! i love the world cup! its the only football series i watch cos i cant bother with the rest. epl, champions, uefa, seria A, B, C.... seriously, who has time to catch em all?? but yes! worldcup! sad it comes only once in 4 yrs! just caught the france vs switzerland game. aiyoh! so frustrating! pretty exciting, but like no goals were made lah! and there were like some pretty easy opportunities! %$^&amp;*@!! that's the frustrating part! 8 yellow cards but not a single goal. haiz. well, hope the brazil vs croatia wld be much better! i cant believe i still feel so awake! hehz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girly gushy gal by day. cussin' guy by night. what can i say? i'm adrogynous! according to those silly tests online that bring you 'What's your Birthdate means?' and all, i'm 66% female and 33% male. just nice if u ask me! and how do you know i'm still all pure gal? i'm still harping on winter sonata (heee...) annnd....i'm about to comment how hot Totti has become! since when was he hot?? really, chopping off his hair was the smartest thing he did man! yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. bravil vs croatia! cant miss this. where's my kopi?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-115022239560655289?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/115022239560655289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=115022239560655289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115022239560655289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115022239560655289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/06/tv-addict-i-finally-finished-it-i.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-115022239047336605</id><published>2006-06-13T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T11:13:10.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;TV Addict&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally finished it! i finally finished watching all 20hours of winter sonata! and i love it!!! ok, it's a love drama, i know...i'm not usually big on sap. but surprisingly, i find it pretty good! it wasnt cheesy, and when i thought the parts could be cheesy, it doesnt become cheesy! it's cheese-free! i'm pleasantly surprised! and why it's not a typical soap show is, i dunno, the parts where there's a lot of honesty from the characters. aaah! love! makes me believe in love again! and i like the ending. i like the last airport scene. now that's what's called true love! love? love? well, i haven't been in love! but i'd like to be! love fate fate love. ahhh..i bet it must be the most wonderful feeling in the world! my heart is still beating just remembering the show! and that jiang jun xiang is soo cool! and a perfect hero! cool, moody, sweet..yum! and of course the beautiful scenery!!! I WANT TO SEE SNOW!!!! *wails* see snow! touch snow! feel snow! be amongst the snow! ayu! i'm taking up ur offer to go korea!!! let's go k? let's go during winter-time too! hee.... i'm in love with the show! and the show has made me be in love with love too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by night, i'm catching the world cup! i love the world cup! its the only football series i watch cos i cant bother with the rest. epl, champions, uefa, seria A, B, C.... seriously, who has time to catch em all?? but yes! worldcup! sad it comes only once in 4 yrs! just caught the france vs switzerland game. aiyoh! so frustrating! pretty exciting, but like no goals were made lah! and there were like some pretty easy opportunities! %$^&amp;*@!! that's the frustrating part! 8 yellow cards but not a single goal. haiz. well, hope the brazil vs croatia wld be much better! i cant believe i still feel so awake! hehz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girly gushy gal by day. cussin' guy by night. what can i say? i'm adrogynous! according to those silly tests online that bring you 'What's your Birthdate means?' and all, i'm 66% female and 33% male. just nice if u ask me! and how do you know i'm still all pure gal? i'm still harping on winter sonata (heee...) annnd....i'm about to comment how hot Totti has become! since when was he hot?? really, chopping off his hair was the smartest thing he did man! yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. bravil vs croatia! cant miss this. where's my kopi?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-115022239047336605?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/115022239047336605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=115022239047336605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115022239047336605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/115022239047336605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/06/tv-addict-i-finally-finished-it-i_13.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-114977393001423918</id><published>2006-06-08T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T06:38:50.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wintery Dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i made my decision. just popped the letter in the box. it was a hard one, longest week i've ever had!  but in the end, i knew it's what i wanted. and i hope i get the support i need. my bubble is intact. but i gotta work hard to make the shell hard and strong and unburstable and worthwhile. thank you thank you thank you so much to all who helped me make the choice. ur advice really counted. and most of all i thank God for EVERYTHING! absolutely everything! and i feel like i did the right thing. i think. hee... but yessss, now that its done, all i've got to do is wait. and yes, i'll have a normal life now thank you very much. in fact, watching Winter Sonata made me happier abt it all (coincidence? I think not!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of Winter Sonata, which i've been watching marathonily,it is not bad, if u ask me. alright alright, all anti-korean drama pple , you must be yelling "but it's all sap!" ok, i admit there's loads of sap in it, and sure, i'm not keen on all the doe-eyes they make and the flashbacks (heck! it's almost like LOST!) and slow-mo hair flips *rolls eyes*, but damn it! i dont understand why i'm hooked on it! maybe its the tragedy! maybe i'm feeling all sappy myself! awwww..... ayu! i only have you to blame! hahaha.... but yesh...i have erm 13 more discs to go. how to finish?? aiyoh. and please ah. dont call me aunty just cos i watch winter sonata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a busy week this week and will have a busy week next week too! i think! project popcorn is well in the way! muahahaha..... hmm. i feel like baking. in fact. i feel like sleeping. honestly, i have no idea what to blog abt anymore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-114977393001423918?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/114977393001423918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=114977393001423918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114977393001423918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114977393001423918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/06/wintery-dreams-well-i-made-my-decision.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-114901077666432273</id><published>2006-05-30T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T10:39:36.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Choice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUBBLES!!! BUBBLES BUBBLES BUBBLES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bubbles everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POP! POP! POP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a handful of needles appeared and burst my euphoria.&lt;br /&gt;it was supposed to be the happiest moment! it was supposed to be the easiest decision i had to make. it was supposed to be the most natural thing to do. and now it isn't. it's now the most difficult and the most confusing moment for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it. &lt;em&gt;it was supposed to be easy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-114901077666432273?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/114901077666432273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=114901077666432273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114901077666432273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114901077666432273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/05/choice-bubbles-bubbles-bubbles-bubbles.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-114875681877747229</id><published>2006-05-27T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T12:06:58.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Ties the Bind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend wrote a discussion on her blog on friendship which i'd like to follow up. i dont think i've written on the subject thus far, so let's take it for a whirl, and see where it brings us, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question posed: what makes a good friend? i honestly think there is no single answer to that question. why? cos everyone looks for different things in their friends. some look for companionship, some for fun, some for a person to share their souls with and some as a life-support system. it varies. i mean, dont tell me you dont share some parts of you with some friends, and other parts of you with some other friends? i like to share my ambitions with Friend A because she wont think they're silly, and family stuff with Friend B cos she's been through them too. Friend C to be bitchy with, Friend D to feel contemplative, and pretty much all friends to talk abt guys! hahaha....and i'm not saying anybody has concrete roles. most of the time they overlap. well, too much of naweera can be a dangerous thing for one person to handle! as such, i dont have just one best friend, but i kinda have a few. the thing is, i'm sure i'm not the only one. and i'm damn sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and does good friendship depend solely on frequency? my take is no. if it was, baby, you'd have lost a lot of friends. when we get older (damn i hate to say this, but it is true), we tend to have less time than we can help it. but it doesnt neccessarily mean relationships change. friendships can still last even u meet just once a yr. believe me. and conversations and feelings still remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing with friendship is pretty simple. i've come to believe it boils to a simple method. its pretty much &lt;em&gt;'don't think abt it'&lt;/em&gt;. the more you think abt how a friendship is, or where its taking you, the less likely you'll enjoy it. i say, go with the flow. you'd be surprised. if you find yourself drifting apart from a friend to a point of no return, well, remember that no friendship has losses. you've learnt a lot from that person, and it'll carry you through life. have fun along the way. and if u need to get serious, get serious. and making friends is really fun! mix and match, sometimes you dont choose, sometimes its fate. i didnt think i'd make real friends in uni cos they always say its hard, but i did. and i'm glad i did. ups and downs, roughs and smooths. all part of life, even friends arent exempt from it. yes, friends are entitled to their prickiness too! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if we do become friends forever and ever, till we're old and fat and balding, i'd like a pre-frup (alternative to a pre-nup). because there are some things our children should not know...like..er....old nicknames and stuff....right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's my take on friendship. pretty interesting. but shldnt ponder too much over. in fact, just one editorial will do. it isn't highschool friendship anymore is it? it seems that today everyone had a bit of mind of friendship. ah well, but what do i know? i'm going through it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm feeling pretty iffy now, now that i've checked my results. and no, i'm not happy. i'm not sad either. disappointed, yeah,  for sea. and no i'm not feeling good. i'm scared, i feel undeserving, and a bloody leech! and i dont think i can go through that summer school! oh God! i'm sure i cant go through with it!!! not with this brain, no. i need to hide! hide far far way! well, that leaves with just one thing...i need to go to ALASKA...NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mansi, can i borrow your jet please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-114875681877747229?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/114875681877747229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=114875681877747229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114875681877747229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114875681877747229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/05/ties-bind-friend-wrote-discussion-on.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-114789073837505447</id><published>2006-05-17T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T11:32:18.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Clubbed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little confession to be made here. last week...i went clubbing! yessiree...my actual first real-time clubbing where i didn't have to be cinderella and scoot back at 11. but yeah...it was an experience. i didn't know why i went when i knew i shouldnt and wouldnt. or told myself i wouldnt cos i convinced myself i wouldn't like it. but i think...it was to get it out of my system. to try it and know what it's like. and where better else to be than MOS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the club, for one thing, is huge! and very pretty! and what a club should be like, in my mind. tons and tons and tons of pple, though it was a weekday. and sure its a pretty cool place with some pretty cool people here and there. i did some dancing. but mainly, i found the whole thing pretty boring. and yes! it was crowded, and cramped. and no, i didn't like moving through it. so i pretty much figured i'm not very into clubbing. the crowd, and somehow perhaps the people. sure the guys were cute. (a lot of cute guys! haha)but some girls and guys can get really....um...you know, scandalous. heee...i'm really just a geek at heart. damn my geeky upbringing! hahaha i love to lounge, go to a jazz club, listen to music, chilling, that's fine by me. my kinda thing. or maybe i've been watching too many oprah shows. feminism on the rise within. who knows? but i dont think i'll be there for some time now. nahhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what i did like was the music! and  the retro room! which was cool man! haha and while i thot some guys were sleazy (mainly the mats and ah bengs *rolls eyes*), there were nice pple too. a guy actually asked me to dance which was surprising. but he didnt spoil it for me. he was very polite. and that was nice. i refused him of course. i'm that jakun. hahaha.... i sound like lee fiora, describing. but yeah, if he wasnt in a club, i would have liked to know him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, another transgression made. but i felt less guilty this time. comes with age? maybe. i seem to have a partner in crime though. seems to be always there when i'm at the scene of the crime. i dont think he saw, recognised or remembered me. it was a long time ago. but yeah. clubbing. hmmm...i went. i saw. i experienced. dont say i didnt try! hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-114789073837505447?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/114789073837505447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=114789073837505447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114789073837505447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114789073837505447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/05/clubbed-little-confession-to-be-made.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-114710457301345976</id><published>2006-05-08T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T09:09:33.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Long Over Due...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is long over due but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope your 20th was exciting and great and wonderful and delightful and crazy and fun and yummilicious and excellent and awesome and cool and.... and supercalifragelisticasphialidocious! and remember, with great age, comes greater responsibility for fun! hehe.... now i would have posted this birthday scream earlier but my computer has been nuts! *see previous post* and basically i have no internet access. i had to wrestle my bro to borrow his school lappy. sorry babe! :( but hope it was great! we shall celebrate in style soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;incidentally of course, it was the day i had officially ended my exams too! yeessss! omigoodness! you have no idea how long i've waited man. the exams was soooo long! but yes its over! i'm doing my happy dance now! freedom! woohoo! one-half more months before i have to hit the books again! meantime, am planning to work to replenish the emptiness of my wallet. hmm..sad. i was quite accustomed to it. anyhow, plan to have fun as well, read read read...my "hitch" project *wink wink nudge nudge* and most importantly hang out with friends, both old and new. first up hidayah and dina whom i havent seen for AGES! yes...my darlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's all i have for now! without an internet access, most likely wont be posting much. yes yes, u can stop doing the happy dance now. must be a nice break from my mindless rattling! hehehe....alrighty! signing out now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-114710457301345976?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/114710457301345976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=114710457301345976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114710457301345976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114710457301345976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/05/long-over-due.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-114641506530178486</id><published>2006-04-30T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T09:37:45.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Owl Bytes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;do i have the passion? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes i do i do! believe me, i do!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;more than ever! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do i have the guts?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You bet. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it was over quick as a wink.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, my computer is driving me NUTS! i think, with all honesty, that my computer is this amazing wiseguy! see, it happily reboots itself, hangs, also goes to power saving mode that leaves the monitor switched off, has its colours gone askew and what else? oh yeah, i also honestly believe that it laughs at me. why else is it making that wheezing noise?? my brother is in denial. he does not believe that it is spoiled. i've never sweared so much as i do at my computer. can somebody please pleeeaassee tell me what is wrong with my computer?? or better yet, (i'm pulling a useless girly blonde moment here. hair twirl and everything. i'll so have to kick myself for this.) help me fix it? =D i cant pay much, but i'll guarantee there'll be yummy food! and airconditioning! and nice cold drinks! i'm crying for help!!! it might secretly want to kill me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a different note:  a few days ago....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SAW AN OWL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a real owl! i was walking towards the central library at night when i heard some strange sound. I turned towards the source of the sound, and saw an OWL perched on a tree, hooting very loudly! i stared at it. it stared back at me. and then it flew off! i was so so so amazed! i've never seen an owl live like live among us! it was brown. and was very pretty! i was sooo amazed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first the collapsed washroom, then an owl. and today the flooded girls bathroom. notice the pattern here? i've always suspected, never could confirm it. if i see a dark-haired boy with a lightning bolt scar on his forehead, i'm tapping every brick on campus to find diagon alley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. two more papers to go. i'm feeling drained. but no! must push forward! jia yo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-114641506530178486?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/114641506530178486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=114641506530178486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114641506530178486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114641506530178486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/04/owl-bytes-do-i-have-passion-yes-i-do-i.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-114538537477832036</id><published>2006-04-18T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T11:46:02.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fleshy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens when you are in a roomful of muggers, trying to mug yourself, and the stuff you're reading is oh-so-dry? Why, you digress of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what was the topic of discussion? Simply, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you develop thick skin?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you all may be thinking...WHA-? I mean, isn't thick skin like natural? Like didn't it just sprout out since birth, and then just stays there till the baby just grows up and turns into that nauseating kid and later, an even more nauseating adult? Seriously, how can you develop thick skin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple...if you follow these steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fall a lot. Be it on the bus, the train, down the stairs, slipping on a banana...anything man! Just fall. Cos when you do that regularly (and oh-boy you do, trust me) you get used to it. Doesn't matter if you made a fool of yourself, cos you realise it doesn't really matter! Nobody will remember in the end! It's just a day passing by! Unless of course you have a group of friends who *ahem* sit in a circle and HAVE to remind them for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Bring the egomaniac out of you. Seriously. If you think you're great, everything is just beneath you. No matter what you say or do, heck, you're always right, eh stud muffin? *wink wink* And if you have to, go do the whole Travolta sha-ding in front of the mirror! Or simpler still, repeat this to yourself "I'm Hot! I'm Hot!..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Throw yourself in the deep end of the pool. Figuratively of course. As in, you know that thing you never ever did or thought you'll do cos you were afraid to do it, or cos you were afraid you won't succeed? Yeah, you know which one. Just do it! You'll never know if you don't try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Key ingredient? Laugh it all off. Whatever silly thing you do, or you get knotted in some absurd awkward situation, just laugh it off. It helps develop your sense of humour too! And remember, if you think you had done some really embarrassing stuff, joey/chandler/seinfeld/Frasier/doug has done it ten times worse! Which is why watching comedies is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Developing thick skin isn't an easy task. But it ain't that hard either. It's certainly necessary though. Cos when you've developed it, and have learnt to be carefree and happy with yourself, life IS much more fun. But you won't have it all the time either! You'll have your moments of doubts, and you're back to 'oh-no-I'm-so-embarrased!-Kill-me-now!' modes, but that's natural. Heck, I have them too. But considering what I was like when I was little, all shy and quiet, I think I've come a long way. I'm entitled to my moments of doubts. That is why I have Alaska! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, people tend to have negative perceptions of thick-skinness. But really, it's pretty positive. You will certainly know that with thick skin, the world is open to you, and there's nothing as silly as insecurity to hold you back. That my friends, is confidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So look what a session of mugging in a roomful of muggers, with a load of rubbish to read, can do to you. An interesting discussion though. But heavens! Do I need to study! Exams are on the way! Augh!!!! And right now, I don't feel all that confident! (hahaha) on a brighter note, i got a new pair of trainers! *yay!* now i can finally get to exercise! cos...you know...the reason why i havent, er exercised.. was cos i didn't have *cough cough* shoes. er, yeah! ahem....anyhow, with brilliant thanks to my bro fahmy! thankyouthankyouthankyou! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows, I have been FREEZING myself in the library. and then with the rain and all, and later in the cold cold cold bus. I need to warm myself up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? I know just the thing that can keep me warm all night! So soothing and comforting...wrapping my hands around it...lips grazing...tongue plunging. Sweet very very sweet. Melting...The warmth of the first intake will rush through the body swiftly...further intakes will only make you perspire. Glowing. Of course, doing it with another is even better. Sharing the moment together..... Three, four…more the merrier.... Care to join me? You know what I'm talking about. Cos I know you want it too. So tempting so tantalizing....Oooohhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.... A nice cup of hot sweet cocoa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-114538537477832036?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/114538537477832036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=114538537477832036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114538537477832036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114538537477832036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/04/fleshy-what-happens-when-you-are-in.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-114451299790212994</id><published>2006-04-08T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T09:22:42.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;There's the Sun Again!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a bad week. a real bad week. "had a bad day?" sang that dude? hah! more like 7 bad days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you know what? i had fun today! among friends, fun, laughter and food! joy of ice-skating... worth the aching legs, tub of yummy b&amp;j's chubby hubby...worth the calories (thanks weiq!), chilling with the peeps ...worth the journey, and the look of nurul with neon orange hair? priceless man! *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope u had fun nurul! we love you! and HAPPY BIRTHDAY! *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, i now know that my future unborn son will learn to play ice hockey! &lt;em&gt;Quack!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-114451299790212994?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/114451299790212994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=114451299790212994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114451299790212994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114451299790212994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/04/theres-sun-again-it-was-bad-week.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-114408063951999622</id><published>2006-04-03T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T09:10:39.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Christopher Columbus Made a Discovery...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've made two very important discoveries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first one: i cannot, under any circumstance, handle more than 3 young kids at a time. nosiree! one kid, no problem. two, no biggie. three, can manage. but more than that....ohmigosh! i am completely lost! imagine about 10 kids, in one flat, at a birthday party.... recipe for a headache, straight-up? you got that right! they are cute and all, but whoa! together they are noisy and wldn't listen to you! and boy are they vicious! little vicious kids! can you believe one kid calling the other kid a 'loser' straight to her face cos she was too shy to dance as a forfeit of passing the parcel?? catty! and then there's the whole "don't friend him/her" blah blah blah. seriously, if you want to see some real life politics, dont head down to ur MPs. heck, crash a kids party and viola! instant drama! and some of them are really spoiled! even when mun,hanis and me were reminiscing of our lost childhood, we didnt quite remember being complete brats. hmmm...  remind never EVER to work in a kindergarten or primary school. i will be a damn bad politician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second discovery: i have....unfortunately...been rendered immune to coffee! *WAILS* i suspect that i have been drinking so much that the caffeine effect doesn't work on me anymore! damn it! and this week is my busiest busiest week! it never fails, when u need ur support system the most, they run out the back door for greener pastures leaving you stranded on a deserted isle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep is a waste of time. i truly believe it now. too many things to do, to little time. but strangely, i feel very sleepy today. very very. and i have no idea what i'm feeling now. its between anxiety and happiness and wackiness and fear and stress and so much more. i'm practically jumping about. i cant sit still! i need comfort. sleep is supposed to be it. but i think what i really need now is a good hug and someone to tell me everything is gonna be okay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end. columbus is going to sail of to bed now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-114408063951999622?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/114408063951999622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=114408063951999622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114408063951999622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114408063951999622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/04/christopher-columbus-made-discovery.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-114348098546080764</id><published>2006-03-27T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T09:36:27.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Knock Knock&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor Hitch is in the house!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh my deliciously devious mind is at work! so i've found a perfect guy for this perfect girl! and i'm itching to match them up! but really! u see them, and u would go whoa! what a pair! what each has been looking for in the other! what wit! what energy! perfect! *rubs hands*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of course this needs careful careful planning and a dash of manipulation. gotta play the cards right right? and there are a bit of technicalities here and there. nothing i cant do. well, this is certainly a second speech i have to make at a wedding! wonderful! Hartfield here we come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sigh. where's my Mr. Knightly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, hobbies aside, i have problems of my own. just when i thought i will major in sociology, which i do adore, i realise that it is not exactly what i expected. i'm interested in anthropology, but its very different from sociology in its approach. but nus just don't offer anthropology. and then, the door of southeast asia is open. which is practical, holds more prospects, more opportunities and deals with more anthropology than soci does in nus. so what now?? how can an hr session with my tutor make it all so difficult again! damn! but what he said is all right. heck, i can tell propaganda, but i can also tell facts and figures. and i wanted to discuss abt it just now, but of course chris wld only scoff. what i need is more info. i don't need to rush now. but at least i'm aware. see, these kinda teachers i like! at least they help! and heaven knows how much help i need!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-114348098546080764?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/114348098546080764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=114348098546080764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114348098546080764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114348098546080764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/03/knock-knock-doctor-hitch-is-in-house.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-114338982410446500</id><published>2006-03-26T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T08:17:04.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Start You Engines...If You Can...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was back in the library for me yesterday...again...to do research. i must say, i've found another favourite place to be! but research research, read, write, read... it was coming to evening, and as i gazed out of the window, the sight of the esplanade was like wow! by the water, it was sparkling, so tempting! augh! it was hard to ignore! i mean, on a saturday evening, it must be nice to like be there! there might even be some performance outdoors! and i was in the mood to chill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so like half-an-hr before the library sends us packing, i gathered my stuff, and wondered if i should take a walk there. what if it was far? and it was getting late to boot. but hey, a lil detour wouldn't hurt. it was actually near, and along the way at raffles city, i got myself a nice tall hot mocha to take me on my walk. it was lovely! especially when i have been freezing in the library! and when i got there, i was right! there was a performance! an indie group, and my they were good! who said we don't have local talent?? it's staring there right in our faces! and it was all nice and soothing. too bad i only caught its last two songs. but it was a nice break after all. they're called lilac something or other, hadn't played for like 8yrs so they claim(tho i found the lead extremely familiar!) and in fact they were playing tonight! but i cldn't go. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i lingered a while longer listening to some nice music, albeit recorded, before i caught the bus home. i had a straight bus home! and i didn't know it till yesterday! it was nice...just chilling by myself. school has been really stressful. and i know i have a million and one things to do! but i feel like i'm slipping away! my mind isn't churning like its supposed to! i'm feeling stupider by the minute and i was stupid to begin with! i want to things i shouldn't be doing now! like going for concerts, reading (haha) watching movies, discovering bands and what-not, create a whole new personality for me bla bla bla.... which is all fine. but not now. i'm so slacking and its scaring me. cos it kinda happens where the second half of my pit-stop in education is all messed up and that's like the important part of the time! like psle, like the o's like the a's. damn it man. i was on a roll! now...i might as well be on a conveyor belt to sushi-dom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think home and the outside world is very dangerous for me now. school shall be my lock-up haven now! and work shall be my priority! if i wanna get what i want, that's the only way man. i just wished my engine would just start soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-114338982410446500?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/114338982410446500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=114338982410446500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114338982410446500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114338982410446500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/03/start-you-engines.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-114321480821566738</id><published>2006-03-24T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T07:40:08.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Miracle Worker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have just handed in, the most EXPENSIVE essay i have ever done! allow me to break down the price tag of this wonderful essay of mine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*think mastercard advert song...you know which one*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cab fare :              $13.00&lt;br /&gt;Colour Printing :  $ 9.00&lt;br /&gt;Puncher:               $6.00&lt;br /&gt;File:                       $0.90&lt;br /&gt;                            ----------&lt;br /&gt;Total:                    $28.90&lt;br /&gt;                           -----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh but it doesn't end there......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lectures:    2 (missed)&lt;br /&gt;Sleep:         1 sleepless night&lt;br /&gt;Heartache: 1&lt;br /&gt;Headache:  1&lt;br /&gt;Coffee:        half the world's supply?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aya caramba! now you know why i'm going broke, financially and energily! hope the result is priceless! priceless and GOOD! haha at least that's two battles down, two more to go! woohoo! now i can concentrate fully on my sea essay! which should be fun! gender relations! and i can finally prove to chris that women are the better sex! hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does it mean my week is going to get any easier? hell no! need to drag myself back to the library! but first......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*crawls to bed. and just sleeeeeeeppppzzzz zzzzzzzz*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-114321480821566738?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/114321480821566738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=114321480821566738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114321480821566738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114321480821566738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/03/miracle-worker-i-have-just-handed-in.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-114296221115791092</id><published>2006-03-21T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T09:30:11.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Collide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have two particles. or atoms. or electrons. anything. they're free radicals, and they're moving around a certain space freely. floating about, visiting other particles and such, but separately. one would visit a nucleus at one point, while the other floats. and when the first radical ends its visit, the other would have just started its visit with another nucleus. or maybe both will be visiting nuclei at the same time. but in their visiting moving orbits, they never actually do collide. they never got the chance to! but it appears...well, guessingly, that each wants to collide with the other because each feels that they might be able to contribute something in the cosmic metaphysical world of science! aha! well, of course, all this is just wooly guesswork. i'm no rocket scientist! i sooo need to brush up on my chem and physics anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, point is...why do they not collide? an absence of a collision would well, mean an absence of one more possible amazing scientific discovery! sometimes the collaboration between 2 great ideas would make a great one idea leading to a great dicussion! and a good friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they never collided. and a friendship was not realised. because they didn't damn collide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-114296221115791092?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/114296221115791092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=114296221115791092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114296221115791092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114296221115791092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/03/collide-you-have-two-particles.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-114261378173119817</id><published>2006-03-17T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T09:03:43.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My Pending Last Will and Testament&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was in the bus, right? on my way home. And the next stop was my stop, right? I slung on my bag, and prepared to get off my seat when all of a sudden…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus jerked and I had lurched forward. my right shoulder rammed into the seat in front. Like &lt;em&gt;Ouch!&lt;/em&gt; What the hell was that about! nursing my hurting shoulder, I turned and saw this idiot of a person trying to make an illegal turn that could have collided with the bus! Dude! How can you miss a foot-long bus?!?! What sense does it make? Idiots running the roads! Brilliant. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But what freaked me out more was that if the car had collided with the bus, it would have hit directly the side of the bus where I was sitting! &lt;em&gt;Pfft!&lt;/em&gt; I could have been gone! Dead! in a second I should think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not that I'll be surprised. I've always thought that I would die of unnatural causes. as in, I probably won't be facing death warm and cuddly on a bed. Nosiree… I predict that my death would be quite horrid! maybe in an accident…or in a flood/hurricane/fire/earthquake or perhaps strangled, shot, stabbed, hacked by a psycho! I'm also suspecting that I have some weird disease probably eating through my system right now! and speaking of eating…I was almost devoured by ants in school a moment ago! Yes, ladies and gentlemen. this is one person who will die eaten by ants. I think there is this known phobia or paranoia where a person is constantly thinking that there are people out there to kill him/her. Hey! Maybe I have that phobia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death is scary. really scary. but when it happens, it happens right? I'm not so naive to think that I will definitely live a long live…that I still have so many years to go! Nonsense I say! my term on earth may end in so many years, so many months, so many weeks, so many days, or so many minutes! you'll never know. Well, at least I know I'll never know! It keeps u on the edge at least. and makes sure you live your day purposely and honourably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, in that case then, I guess I should make some sort of will, shouldn't I? Not a will will cos I have no idea how to do that! but I guess I have some stuff I'd like to give away to family and friends! so like beth and amy in little women eh? well, except I don't have much stuff! I have no treasures! Damn! I knew I should have collected something or other! I have few treasured stuff that will prob represent me of some sort. I’d like to bequest all my journals and my stupid stories to baby aisyah adnan! Who knows she may learn something from them! Inspire to be a writer! I don't know if she'll want to be a writer! if not, it can be passed down! Maybe publish them like a good descendent should! Haha…my silly sketches/doodles/designs I'd give to najwa! Cos she loves to draw and design too! she's the only person I know who professed to love art! my books, my favourite pen (the fountain pen), my box of classroom notes, my CDs, my archie book collection…. hey I have an idea! If any of u guys see something that you like or want after I'm dead, do tell me! Maybe a book you liked, or a necklace or a top or something! Anything! It’s yours! I'll just put it in my will. my will looks a tad messy now. I think I shall tidy things up first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thennn…i realised I can't die yet! Haven't had sex, cannot die first! No no no no! I believe me friend said this too! sex and the last installment of harry potter! Hmmm..i paralleled sex with HP. What is the world coming to?? guess i have to defer death till i get these 2! Well, it still doesn't mean I still don’t have that paranoia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*switches of the lights, crawls into bed. Pulls up comforter up to eyes. And &lt;strong&gt;waits……&lt;/strong&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-114261378173119817?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/114261378173119817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=114261378173119817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114261378173119817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114261378173119817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-pending-last-will-and-testament-so.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-114201282276197076</id><published>2006-03-10T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T09:47:02.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;High Lofty Dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm ambitious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is that good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many times i think it is. cos it motivates change. challenges. you're not static, and you know you're achieving something, whatever that thing is. it's a goal. but i think i have high ambitions too. and they are hard to achieve, believe me. and sometimes, i'm not sure if that's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heck. i'm no bright spark. i'm just an ordinary gal who sleeps in her ordinary room in an ordinary flat who eats ordinary food and dresses ordinarily. i look ordinary, i speak ordinarily and i have ordinary tastes. i need to work for what i want. things don't come easy to me. i'm pretty much an ordinary middle-class gal in the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes i wonder if i'm reaching too high. reaching at something that's way above my head, beyond my capabilities. cos the fall isn't pretty. and while trying is good, when do u just stop trying and say "hey, this is it! i can't get it!" i have no idea what i expect from myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;multi-billionaire! world leading entrepreneur! famous artist! nobel-prize winner! economic genius! active humanitarian! stopper of poverty! revolutionist! justice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish i could stop kidding myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 hopes. 3 possible disappointments. &lt;em&gt;*crosses fingers*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-114201282276197076?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/114201282276197076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=114201282276197076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114201282276197076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114201282276197076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/03/high-lofty-dreams-i-think-im-ambitious.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-114123648460835349</id><published>2006-03-01T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T10:08:04.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm too Sexy For my Body, Too Sexy....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have once written about what makes a woman a woman. and what makes a man a man. but i don't think i've written about what makes a SEXY man a SEXY man. chalk it up to cleo's 50 bachelors list! which, if u've read it, wasn't thaaat good this year! maybe my criterion list will help them next year! oooh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright alright. back to the lesson students. now remember, this all constitutes to a sexy man. not a good, nice man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Make a SEXY man...a SEXYman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a nice even tan. seriously, who wants a dude who's all pale and pasty? you need to look reeaall healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. dark hair. range: from black to at most...dirty blond. nothing lighter! i mean, anything lighter would seem too boyish! too goody-goody! just not too sexy, you know? ooh, and tousled hair is a must of course. short, NOT floppy (ugh!), and slightly messy. but dont go looking like a shag-dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. arrow-shaped eyebrows. think joshua jackson. or jude law. they're not terribly good looking but with these eyebrows, seems bad-boy is all the rage! with that devillish look? sexy, yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. a cheeky smile. not the leering kind, but a nice, preferably dimpled, smile. but dimpled smile can only come if it has number 3. or else u fall back to mr. goody-goody. again to smile: must have personality. warm-come-hither-but-not-chikopek-kinda-smile. a lopsided smile according to nads! and i concur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. wrists. a pair of nice strong wrists. blame ms. lam for putting the idea in ma head. but yes, wrists are preeetty sexy if u think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. lips: nice kissable lips. not sure of the description, but you know wat it can do. *wink wink nudge nudge*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. nice long neck. despite wat our panel says aka nadia again, longer necks are more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. big strong hands. long fingers. cant be stick-thin though. even. but long. like a pianist! with short trimmed nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. torso. lean and tall, washboard. arms good and strong. a surfer's bod! not too skinny. nice and average. its abt the shape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. a slight slight aftershave, if its manageable. nothing heavy. but it does emit the oh-i-just-woke-up-but-i-still-look-this-sexy look. but only if u have a strong jaw. which should also be on the list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Aaah. the eyes. smouldering, intense, piercing sexy eyes a must. any colour is fine. it'll melt any ice-queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. MOST importantly, but never-ever taken seriously by guys, is the CLOTHES on your back! dress well, u are already 3/4 of the way sexy even if u dont have numbers 1-11. the panel has thought so. and so has the entire girlhood population! and jeans...yep, they make all the difference! a good, low-slung, dark jeans is a good investment! coupled with a crisp white shirt, even better, though optional. wink wink. and they say, u can tell a man by his shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty, i think i've blabbered enough for this class. do take note that this is SEXY in its purest PHYSICAL sense. heck, the character/personality/spiritual/mannerism list is twice, even thrice as long! but we shan't get into that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but remember, boys and girls, that you can never be sexy, unless you are smart, witty and oh-so-well-behaved. superficiality has its limits. personally, i find that a man who reads, and reads good novels, and can talk abt them intelligently, is just oh-so-sexy. a literary man is much more sexier that a scientific man. unless ur a doctor, that is. but still. oh. and no poets. i just find that corny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i think we had a good lesson today. homework: An essay (500words) on what makes a sexy man/woman for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rrrrriiiinnnnnnnnngggggg!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-114123648460835349?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/114123648460835349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=114123648460835349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114123648460835349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114123648460835349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-too-sexy-for-my-body-too-sexy.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-114096897046805952</id><published>2006-02-26T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T07:53:51.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Cracked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;spent an entire day today shopping! and damn proud of it! got some good stuff too! man...i think that being deprived of shopping actually increases the urge to shop even more! i wanted to buy everything! and everything looks oh so nice! i need to get myself in some rehabilitation centre before i'm declared bankrupt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course the day was filled with mindless chatter tho extremely fun! i believe i have achieved the goal of annoying nurul...but completely! hahaha (luuuvv you darling!) but seriously! that girl is OBSESSED over boob size! *rolls eyes* i believe she would have took out a measuring tape and measured our boob size if she had one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look what a box set of gilmore girls can do to a couple of nutheads like us! make that &lt;em&gt;cracked&lt;/em&gt; nutheads! ooh! does that mean we dont need a nutcracker? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy day today! u know why? cos i got a letter! psychic psychic! i was abt to send one too! second happy thing today? fried mars bars! yums! third happy thing? fried mars bars! double yums&lt;strong&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-114096897046805952?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/114096897046805952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=114096897046805952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114096897046805952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114096897046805952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/02/cracked-spent-entire-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-114080431446807939</id><published>2006-02-24T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T10:13:15.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Va-va-vroom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaah. the term break has ended once again. and again, i did absolutely nothing! it's ok. i feel great about it! short term rewards but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of short term, is it AlwaYS better to think about the long term? cos the second adult decision i made involved me not going to what possible could be the BEST concert of like the year! i mean, being matured and "adultish" is to think, prioritise and make the right the decision, right? thus not splurging a hundred bucks odd on a 3hr concert that could pay for my school books and notes and the like for the whole of next semester. but now i feel like i've missed out something! man, do adult decisions often suck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i was in the bus...gazing out, as usual (it's a long ride!) and i saw all these cars, with their fancy brands and fancy names. and i was thinking...i'm sure these guys who designed the cars need to justify to some board of directors of the names they've chosen right? like what we did for council and projects and all. so i wondered what their justifications might be like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nissan Sunny:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well, it certainly wasn't raining when i thought of this! * jaunty wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Odyssey:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; See, it was Sunday night, and I was watching the Simpsons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Toyoto Cedric:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; *giggle* I was at the bar...*giggle* and I met this really really cute guy! *giggle* with this cute cute name!! *giggle giggle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Toyoto Camry, Corolla, Cefiro:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; *shrugs* I wanted to name my kids Camry, Corolla and Cefiro. But my wife didnt let me. Their names are now Charlie, Charlotte and Caleb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merc E200&lt;/strong&gt;, :&lt;/span&gt; We were supposed to come up with names???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Honda Civic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; *puffed up chest* It is our duty! As citizens of this country! to uphold a civic society! And....yadda yadda yadda....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hyundai Matrix:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Because...it is the ...ONE!! haha geddit geddit? erm, boss. why are you giving me that stare? *gulp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Toyota Wish:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; How I WISH i could get out of this *bleep bleep* job, you *bleep bleep* idiots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's wicked it those were true! hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, it has been an eminently satisfying week. well, except for the nest that's growing on my "garden" stone-bench. ugh! and also the howling winds outside my window. freaks me out. well, it's still february. i'm still waiting for the axe to fall. well, of course most dramas happen when u least expect it! like today! sheesh. and just after i watched the bangles!!! (how i wish i could see them live!) but i'm surrounded with good stuff. finally got to try Old Gold Dark Chocolate Macadamia! been wanting to try that for AGES! love my neighbour who is psychic of my chocolate wish-list. and have u tried pepperidge farm's mini brussels?? hello?? brilliant! i cant stop popping them in my mouth! and power 98 is playing some of my favourite music. surround-system of good stuff. it's a necessity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note.... yugi? bath? curtain? identify yourself subjects! you get extra points if those are ur real names! haha ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-114080431446807939?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/114080431446807939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=114080431446807939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114080431446807939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114080431446807939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/02/va-va-vroom-aaah.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-114058034769230952</id><published>2006-02-21T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T19:52:27.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Updates?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew! ok long week! reeeaallly long week! that began from late last last week! yup, long long week! many things that happened, but oh so little time to write them all! let's see.... had an absolutishly wonderful wonderful surprise birthday on saturday (Thank you soooo much guys!! luv u to bits!) which adds on to a week-long build-up of how i miss council!!! also made me realise that if anyone puts a blindfold on you, *RUN!* or else you may have a headful of the most neon-est pink hair ever! those who asked...YES it did take a long time to wash it off!!! hardly got any sleep trying to let me hair dry off lah! pictures? yup...just arrived hot off the press. and as a detective can detect....CASSIE!  u were the main culprit! *evil glare*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/1600/cass%20pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" height="222" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/cass%20pink.jpg" width="344" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/1600/blindfold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/blindfold.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/1600/pinkpple.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/pinkpple.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/1600/party%20pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/party%20pink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and then sunday, got stuck on causeway....in a car....with NO AIR-CONDITIONING!!! got stuck 2 hour plus, roasting myself in the hot weather. as a result was too late to go airport and got mighty cranky!*mimics bro* "quick lah! we can be back by two. it's just lunch!" right.....last time i'm gonna believe that! and then the week wearies on....meetings meetings, CS3 preparation, earrlyy essay due! a couple of late nights + one sleepless night....coffee (my lifesaver!)...yadda yadda yadda....then CS3, sleepy but high...yadda yadda ...&lt;em&gt;belengas&lt;/em&gt; from ice-cream....hott-day! oooh! speaking of CS3, came up with a funny joke!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;see, it was the end of the event, then packing up, and i was holding the 2 metallic ice-cream scoopers right? u know the kind that make the "shik-shik" sound? yeah, playing with it, one in each end..and then suddenly it came upon me....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Look! I'm Edward Scoop-hands!!!" hahahahaha.......wasn't that funny?? of course, everyone had a look of stupor. all but Sarah! *puffs out chest* see? you can always trust a councillor to have a lame sense of humour! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The week trudges on. this time with more essays! and added stress on how to raise 1.4k in 2 days?? any ideas of fund-raising?? last time i'm going to do that! sheesh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, a quickie update. because as u can guess it, i'm back to school doing research for essays! ciao bella! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-114058034769230952?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/114058034769230952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=114058034769230952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114058034769230952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114058034769230952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/02/updates-phew-ok-long-week-reeeaallly.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-114036482981857402</id><published>2006-02-19T06:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T08:00:29.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A Wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat...if i could sing, i would sing the loveliest birthday song for you. but since i cant....ah well....prepare to suffer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem...clears throat....taps on mic....ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU....&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOOOUUUU...&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooh! hope u like it! =D enjoy it babes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-114036482981857402?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/114036482981857402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=114036482981857402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114036482981857402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114036482981857402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/02/wish-nat_19.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-114036481997937561</id><published>2006-02-19T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T08:00:20.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat...if i could sing, i would sing the loveliest birthday song for you. but since i cant....ah well....prepare to suffer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem...clears throat....taps on mic....ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU....&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOOOUUUU...&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooh! hope u like it! =D enjoy it babes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-114036481997937561?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/114036481997937561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=114036481997937561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114036481997937561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/114036481997937561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/02/wish-nat.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113950422774677959</id><published>2006-02-09T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T08:57:07.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1986&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much to everyone who sent their wishes! of course, every single one had to remind me that i have reached the "big 2-0!" what happened to good ol' "happy birthday to you...you were born in the zoo"? haha...but really greatful for all the wishes! thank you for remembering! u know a girl cant have a birthday without her mates! :) and mucho gracias to both nadia and su! you guys are so the coolest and sweetest people! how do you manage to be both?? haha thank you! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meantime, i'm not sure what being 20 means at the moment (if i choose to accept that i'm no longer 19! hehe). but even in deliberation, i know that one part of me can't carry forth in the journey any longer. so......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye ol' denim skirt. it has been fun wearing you. today was the last day we could be one. you helped me be a little rebellious by being somewhat short (though i dont really think so!). hope that you reside peacefully at the back of the wardrobe. i'll make it comfortable for you. who knows if we'll ever meet again? perhaps when i get some boots! but for now, i know our time has passed. i'll miss ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was my decision.  one adult decision. life goes back to normal. still so weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113950422774677959?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113950422774677959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113950422774677959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113950422774677959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113950422774677959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/02/1986-thank-you-so-much-to-everyone-who.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113898470957466093</id><published>2006-02-03T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T08:38:29.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/love%20me%20if%20u%20dare%20pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*gasp!* i have waited sooOooo long and finally i got to watch this movie! ok, so i'm slow! but what matters most is i watched it...and i LOVE it! it is..in my humble opinion...one of the best love stories, love movies.. made! it is so refreshing! it didn't make me cry out, but it did make my heart race a little faster! and i love the cinematography! i love the actors! and most of all i love the story!!! and damn it! i wish i could write on and on and on...but i have another movie to watch! see...my bro and i rented this whole bunch of movies and they are due tomorrow and if i dont watch them then that's a waste! i wanted to write this down first, before i watch movie number 2, cos me being me, i hate watching good movies one after another cos i like to think abt a movie, and watching another one right after that one leaves me no time to think ( and yes daydream a bit! haha) abt the first movie and i may even get my feelings about the movies mixed up! and then it loses its speciality! but i have NO CHOICE now!!! damn it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright alright. i got to go. movie 2: coffee and cigarettes. looks good!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113898470957466093?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113898470957466093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113898470957466093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113898470957466093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113898470957466093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/02/dare.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113829291909742232</id><published>2006-01-26T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T08:28:39.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sarong, Cheese and a Foosball Table??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week, my southeast asian professor commented in lecture that although majority of us are southeast asian, we wear western clothing and not say...sarongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today i wore a sarong! more like a sarong skirt that is. what fun! my friend and i pakat-ed to wear them. just for the heck of it! it felt weird though. got a few 2nd looks. but otherwise, it was fun! kooky but fun! and i wore many bangles of different colours! maybe i should go for a themed outfit a month! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, i got the sudden desire to cook. no idea why! maybe it's stress, or boredom, or just wanting to do something, i thought of cooking! making food from scratch! going grocery shopping, looking at all the pretty vegetables, and then cooking something absolutely exotic! and perhaps it helped that i saw the story of cheese on central today! it was fascinating! and i love the old advert from kraft cheese! it also made me feel like having macaroni and cheese! yum! and also regular cheese and crackers! hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't make out what i'm writing about today. i'm too sleepy. all i know is i want cheese and i want a foosball table. blame joey and chandler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113829291909742232?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113829291909742232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113829291909742232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113829291909742232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113829291909742232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/01/sarong-cheese-and-foosball-table-last.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113810411074351548</id><published>2006-01-24T03:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T04:01:50.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I Wanna Take Me Away and Hide...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say 23rd jan is formulated to be a bad day? i say it's the 24th! somehow, i'm not as excited abt school as i was in semester 1. uni is hard. the modules i'm taking are hard! and i felt sooo much like a bimbo for tutorials today. i completely forgot how to speak. and that's bad. way bad. i have a stiff neck from a rough night yesterday. plus i've yet to meet up with some friends! somehow our timetables just clash! i havent met nad, su, denise, cindy and so many others for lunch yet! where's all the fun and excitement and motivation of yesteryear??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113810411074351548?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113810411074351548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113810411074351548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113810411074351548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113810411074351548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-wanna-take-me-away-and-hide.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113776980522719168</id><published>2006-01-20T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T07:10:05.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Honey...Pass the Papers Will you?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/love_america_pc.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;is it me or is the newspaper reporting a whole lot more of stuff that just make you go absolutely speechless?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top of the list: US bombing Pakistan on...again...false information.  just drop a bomb from the air. why not? nice targetting dont u think? never mind that they killed innocents. what's a few women and children? they own the damn sky anyway. if u ask me, they are ones with wmd. why why why nobody banned carpet bombing??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then there's... that dude who think single-sexed schools are just &lt;em&gt;baaaaddd&lt;/em&gt;. apparently, we're just brought up to isolated, frigid little beings with no social training. er....right. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How bout US not wanting to give its 4 marines to philipines? for charges of alleged rape. if it was the other way round, who wants to guess who'll be the first charging and storming claiming for the accused to stand trial in their country? let's make a bet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last but not least... that journalist who ridicules every proposition by the opposition in a very mocking and snide manner. i'm sorry, but being pro-PAP does not entitle you to shoot down the opposition WITHOUT reason or CLASS in the one widely read paper we have. its ur view. i get that. but look at the context darling! politics is dirty, we all know that, but please be a bit more discreet about it. i prefer to see politicians who is witty and yes, artistic in their battle, rather that high-school-name-calling-drama. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so i'm not exactly speechless. but when i first read them, it does make me go "what the --". i do like america. they have really brought a lot of good things in this world. and the people are nice. i just dont get the administration aka bush and the military aka bush. do they even realise what they are doing??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and do the other 2 realise what they are writing?? i say writing and not saying becos we all say stupid stuff we dont mean. but this is published!!! surely they felt it was a worthy read. riiighht...&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/13837746-113776980522719168?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113776980522719168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113776980522719168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113776980522719168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113776980522719168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/01/honey.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113648071872256735</id><published>2006-01-05T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T09:05:19.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Almost like a Bell Jar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;! 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Auuurrrghhhuttthhhhttthgggrrrrhhhtttt ! ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*runs amok round and round till slammed into a door (which by the way really happened)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously think i may have an asthma attack. not that i have asthma. but the realisation that school is about to start and i haven't cleared by books cupboard and reading the module descriptions and requirements and so many quizes and the pressure of doing well so i can go to freaking canada or states or uk so i can see snow and i'm not really in school-mode yet and now with project iap to boot and my hols is closing in and i still have a lot of typing to do and my room is in a mess and i still havent gotten a 2006 planner because i cant find it and for some reason i'm tired when i shouldn't cos there's a lot to do but i can't take a nap either and i still have one and a half more books to read and the library due date is nearing but i cant read cos i have no time to read cos i have to clean my room and i have all these meetings and i'm perpetually broke and people are already gathering notes in the library now but i haven't done anything and now i really don't think i can breathe!!! *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...i need to  breathe. *breathe* somehow my feet are cold and i'm wearing these stripey socks with my jammies. i look like a geek! maybe not having a pajamas day is a good thing after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nineflavours... out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113648071872256735?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113648071872256735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113648071872256735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113648071872256735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113648071872256735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/01/almost-like-bell-jar.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113612644516072012</id><published>2006-01-01T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T06:40:45.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Out with the Old, In with the Late...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/hapnewyr.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Auld Lang Sing forgot....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WAITAMINUTE!! Hold the celebrations there a second! No! Don't pop that party popper just yet! Wait i said! *WAIT!!!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. Much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now how is it that I'm celebrating an event that marks a spanking new year when I don't even feel it's the new year! It's bloody too early, don't you think? You mean 2005 just sneaked out of the back door?? Ran away? Packed its little belongings in a red polka-dot hankerchief knotted to a branch and went hitch-hiking? Come on! I think, like a good detective, I shall investigate how this happened before I usher in the new year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careful now. Watch your STeeEeeEePpPPP....Aaaaaahhhhh! (sound of me falling...through a supposed long tunnel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jan 2005:&lt;/strong&gt; Whoa! Where am I? Man! I'm at Raffles Place Mrt Station! Oh! But I'm walking...walking...hey! Macs! Wait! This looks familiar! I'm in circular road! This place...this office...so familiar! Holy crap! its nbyn! my first job! those lights! that cute ang-moh guy! the stairs! my boss! a very good 1st boss! oh look! my desk! ugh! the phone! bleagh! the leads! *puke* the customers!!! and familiar faces! oh yeah! i worked here! and me taste of independence when mom went to month-long haj! fighting with the washing machine. cooking...er...sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feb :&lt;/strong&gt; My surprise birthday party!!! Wow! thanks to all me lovely friends! And it was CNY to boot! yummy cake! jenna saying something really hilarious but i cant remember what! and the job hunting! was bored with telemarketing! tuition coordinator...worse investment i ever made! a screwed up interview! and ended with a sad goodbye to old bosses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March:&lt;/strong&gt; Training at Starbucks! Yup, i was a starbucks girl! made friends! had a great time! learnt a lot! Fun fun fun! Then the A level results...sigh sigh sigh! then applications...double sighs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apr-July:&lt;/strong&gt; Working working working! love-hate relationship with job! hate SLAMS!!! got harrassed by an American evangelist. then Aisyah, one of me best friends left for australia! *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July:&lt;/strong&gt; Left starbucks. sad. but also quite relieved. settled uni stuff. and  Worked out! at amore! first time! fun fun fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August:&lt;/strong&gt; one of me other best friends zara left for america! *sobs* also become a full-fledged Undergraduate!!! excitement all around!! what to wear? love my modules! hour&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt; long bus rides! *groan* funny lectures! made great friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oct - Nov:&lt;/strong&gt; Major hibernating at library! had a blast with some of the craziest pple i know! i did a bit of studying too! then...EXAMS!!! my return to the stage as an actor after yrs! *gulp* cramped halls, cramped hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dec :&lt;/strong&gt; nothing but going OUT OUT OUT!!! i wont say i was a slacker...cos i did do some exercise...mainly walking.... and then project iap! sigh.... last 2 weeks burnt quite unglamourasly! but hope that'll be fun too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOA! ok..so now i don't feel 2006 came too fast...&lt;strong&gt;IT WAS BLOODY LATE!!!&lt;/strong&gt; it should have arrived in...AUGUST at most! i didnt even realise i did that many things in one year. usually..i dont! wow! i guess it was a pretty fulfilling year! i had a wonderful family and great friends to share it with! some minor setbacks, but i was generally happy. it was a good year. but even so, it would have been better if those hurricanes, tsunamis, floods, bombings, terrorism, diseases kept out of the way. was it a good year for the world? sure economy grew, but the human condition? i hope 2006 will be much much better! and make it in our resolution to make the world a better place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope everyone will be blessed with a good year! yes...i'm ready to welcome 2006 to this crazy world of ours...of course not without some good luck..and maybe a protective helmet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;welcome.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113612644516072012?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113612644516072012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113612644516072012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113612644516072012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113612644516072012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2006/01/out-with-old-in-with-late.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113587497808214110</id><published>2005-12-29T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T08:49:38.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Quick City Dweller Jumped Over The Lazy Country Bumpkin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Bugis...to Orchard...and finally to Simei. Yup, i've been around singapore! well..okay. not exactly. prob the east side! but hey! it was still tiring! and still burnt a hole in my ezlink card! burh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've learnt, that the best way to maximise your time and be able to do the many things you want to do...is to segmantate your day into 3. Morning, afternoon, evening. yes yes...it wasn't a rocket scientist who discovered this. but i realise that i could have a meeting in the morning, have coffee with a secondary school friend...and then have dinner with a jc friend! or or or.... breakfast with an old friend, catch a movie with another friend and spend the evening with my family! i used to think that an entire day is used up on one particular task! hah! how naive i was! i found the power of breaking my days. and its better too! it at least seems more manageable! yup...i'm learning to be a quick city dweller! i just have to remember to put in a slot for smelling the roses though....maybe next tuesday? 10 to 1pm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but even so, a quick city dweller cant find a decent place to have dinner in town. which is why we went to simei.  and had kebabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i also realised how hard it is for a quick city dweller to keep on budget. thus the move to simei. and had kebabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting how frustrating it is for a quick city dweller to have walked all around bugis, all around town, and then looking forward to the fact that i can happily buy my mango top and have milkshake, was easily thwarted with the store's timely closure for some silly reason (it was still 6pm for goodness' sakes!) as well as the cafe suddenly not having milkshakes at that time! AT ALL!!!  thus the move to pasir ris, from simei. and had 50¢ ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quick city dweller. ritzy. affluent. powerful. that's me alright!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113587497808214110?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113587497808214110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113587497808214110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113587497808214110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113587497808214110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/12/quick-city-dweller-jumped-over-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113576456230077999</id><published>2005-12-28T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T02:09:22.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; Be Brave, Young Warrior, and Fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/chroniclesofnarniapube.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the museum yesterday! met with me old friend whom i havent seen in ages! went to see narnia! yup! great day yesterday! worth the two blisters i got for wearing my barmy heels! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;watching movies like this always makes me wanna train up. not for some willy silly reasons like being healthy or looking good. but for reasonable practical situations like being chased by a wicked witch on a sleigh or going into battle against the evil-doers. i may need to run. i may need to fight. therefore i need to be fit! you never know when you'll step into another world. excuse while i practise some martial arts. :)&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/13837746-113576456230077999?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113576456230077999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113576456230077999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113576456230077999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113576456230077999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/12/be-brave-young-warrior-and-fight-went.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113536028768244827</id><published>2005-12-23T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T09:51:30.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Relax....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went for my very first massage! all professionally done...with a discount too! it was an interesting experience. i didn't really need it, but hey! you gotta try everything once right? but it certainly wasnt what i was expecting. firstly, i don't think it was like what the 'heroine' of movies actually feel. (a) my mind do not go blank and feel all relaxy. in fact, it was so quiet, my mind was thinking a whole lot of nonsense just to make sure it was noisy! and (b) there is no moaning and sounds of pleasure. what the heck with that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there i entered, dressed in a &lt;em&gt;sarong&lt;/em&gt;, when i was told to lie on the bed thing with the head rest where there was the hole in the middle? yeah! my first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whoa! my face is going to look very funny if someone was to look up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was weird just lying there. i was so conscious of my body. i tried to relax. i think my arms was in an awkward position, but i felt relaxed. there was music, the lights were dim. i could feel the corners of my eyes being stretched as i lay there, with the masseuse in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hey! i can see her feet! this is like in friends! when phoebe feet-flirted with her client! yeah... too bad. i'm a girl. not interested in girls. her feet are rather broad though...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the masseuse, she started to massage my back with aromatherapy oils. and holy crap! it was so ticklish! every massage brought in a new feeling of tickleness! and i couldn't get used to it! it was a ticklish massage! i wanted to burst out laughing, but i couldnt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hey! i can write this in my blog! hmm..let me think what i shall include...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then she did this &lt;em&gt;koochie&lt;/em&gt;-like thingy. i seriously felt as if i was being tickled! even when she did this acupuncture thingy. i realised my back is very ticklish! and then she did the weirdest thing...she massaged my ears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what the --- ?!?!?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, super ticklish, super weird. cant remember what came next. it could be the legs. and even that i was ticklish! my feet of course got the worst bit. felt like jerking them whenever she runs a knuckle through the sole. but the acupuncture was rather painful. when that was done, i was told to turn around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmm...the ceiling is pretty interesting. there are 1..2...7 wooden beams. oh look! and a blotch! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she massaged the top part of my legs. she said my feet were cold. i have cold feet!!! haha...geddit? geddit?? :D  she said i need to get the blood circulating there. "oh really?" i said. well, what else can u say? and then she asked me if i felt like sleeping. cos all of her clients said they felt like sleeping when she massage them AND my eyes are so big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh, well, sorry! i didn't know i was to have my eyes closed!&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she told me some other stuff abt her massages, which frankly, i didnt want to hear. my ears cooperated. they kinda zonked out those stuff. and then hastiliy, with a polite laugh, i said "ok ok...i try to sleep now" and i closed my eyes. she went on to my head. which was &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's ok. breathe. women have higher tresholds for pain...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and next was me arms. which ended the whole thing. she told me that next time, i should get the foot package which actually costs cheaper than the body massage! only $33! she said, especially students who sit all day and walk long distances with heavy school bags tend to have back and leg pain. this package consists of 30min of leg massage + 15min body massage AND a herbal bath for my feet! not bad i say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but next time, i figured, i need someone with stronger hands. the massage was nice, but i kinda expected to be kneaded and feel light at the end. something like that. only, the lady gave me her number. what a way to trap me! she's nice. now i feel obliged! all because she gave me an extra 5-10min! oh dear! but i did enjoy myself! at least i wasn't alone on this! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i splurged a lot this holiday. which is bad. what happen to the plan of being scrooge and save and scrimp for a good holiday away from singapore?? now most of my raya money is gone. sigh.... i think i need a financer. she can help me with my money! now need to budget-budget! so guys, if you wanna go out, let's opt for economy-friendly activities! like picnic! or watching dvds! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, i did pretty ok for my exams! Alhamdullilah! my econs pulled me down though. but at least i've got a chance for sep! alright! plan Y and A are out of the window. and i don't think i should continue with econs. play with strengths rite? but what the heck am i gonna do with me future??? decisions decisions.... i wish my life was an interactive programme where i can see what happens to the character (me) if i click on one option. if i don't like it, restart the game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i better log out now! have many interesting books to read! and i can't wait to start! goodnight loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: on a side-note..damn! he's not dumb! he's actually witty! auuugh! and i was hoping he would be a bit dull! well, there's still the no-gentlemanly quality! yeah! i'll keep thinking that! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113536028768244827?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113536028768244827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113536028768244827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113536028768244827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113536028768244827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/12/relax.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113524112991944506</id><published>2005-12-22T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T00:45:29.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Girl With the Guitar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;does a rockchick hairdo make a rockchick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister felt that having me have a "younger, spunkier" hairdo will change the way i walk, think and my entire attitude and personality. she told this to the hairdresser. and the result was a rockchickish hairdo. so, according to her theory, will it make me a rockchick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to try it on the masses. i went out in public! (gasp!) some liked it, some didn't. those who liked it were of my sis's age grp. and those who didn't were people from my own age group! gawd! i think i may have gone back to the nineties!!! horrors aside, i observed myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i talked the same. i behaved the same. i laughed the same. and i think of the same crazy things. sure i look at the mirror a lot more now (to check on the new hair) but that's about it. my taste in music, movies or literature didn't change. i havent traded my jamie cullum cd for the white stripes. nope.... her theory surely failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i looked a tad closer. my hair may have changed, but my clothes didn't. and being rather er...i hate to admit this... a little feminine in my wardrobe, my hair was an obvious mismatch. maybe, if i changed my clothes too, then i would be a different person as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could try. i could get clothes that would match my hair. and that would make me look more rockchickish. sure. why not? 2006...my new look. and maybe the whole rockchick attitude will rub off on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but last night, i found out that it takes way more than the way you look to be a rockchick. it takes a whole new attitude, a higher level of daring and a greater sense of determination. right spunkrock? ;)  and she doesn't even have a rock hairdo or a leather studded choker!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113524112991944506?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113524112991944506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113524112991944506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113524112991944506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113524112991944506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/12/girl-with-guitar-does-rockchick-hairdo.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113485492987202772</id><published>2005-12-17T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T13:28:49.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Waiting For Dawn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it didn't make sense for me to sleep now and KNOW that i wont wake up at dawn. instead... i think i shall pen down my flurry thoughts which i didnt think i had till, i had a bad gnawing feeling somewhere...somewhere i cant put a finger on. could be my buzzing head...could be my chest...my flipping tummy ... or my beating heart. i don't really know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first encounter of this weird feeling was only a couple of days ago. i looked at my options and realised...that really, i could not have what i wanted. that the one thing that i see myself happy in the future, is simply not going to be within my reach. and i realised i missed the boat. i screwed up. and whatever plans i had to remedy it was not going to work. i wanna say it's fate but i can't. i feel i need to exercise all other options but right now i can't see any. what is it?? what is it i'm just not seeing? or am i being a freakin dreamer and should give up. when do you know that you've been beat? when do you know that you should throw in the towel? and will i regret it if i do? and if i dont give up, will i lose more on a dream that is so hard to achieve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second encounter of weird feeling was well...earlier today really. all was going okay till a little chat made me realise what a muddled head i had. i had so many opinions, so many feelings, so many things running through my head. so many things that i needed to sort out on the matter...and then, suddenly, i just told myself to stop. and i ceased to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i reached that point? have i been so jaded that really...whatever happens...it doesn't matter to me anymore. and while its simpler, is it any better? what has caused me to feel this jaded? what? what?? i'm interested to know. it's simplier... but....sigh. i'm calmer, my words come out more naturally. is it that nothing shocks me now? or have i been too comfortable and complacent? does this call for soul searching? and if i do, will it leave me in more of a mess than ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swore today. many times. in a row actually. and i didn't even realise it! it came out! there, then, when i panicked. i only realised when two of my friends were shocked to hear me say it. it has never happened before. so yes it was weird. but it came out so naturally. another friend said that there should be no excuse for anyone to swear. but what are swear words anyway? words are arbitrary, rite? what's taboo now may not be taboo in the future. but then, we're not living in the future. we're living in the present. and in the present, it's taboo, it hurts people feelings (not that i swore at anyone..) . and i'm sorry i said it. i am. huh. i never thought i had to curb swearing. again, when did this happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel as if i slept through a portion of 2005 where sudden changes took place in me. believe me, i realise it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113485492987202772?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113485492987202772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113485492987202772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113485492987202772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113485492987202772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/12/waiting-for-dawn-it-didnt-make-sense.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113463093954321886</id><published>2005-12-14T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T23:15:39.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;We're all Katies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that the days just whizzed by! before i know it, two weeks have gone by. and i can't remember half the things i did. i know i went out...a lot...nearly everyday. which i'm not complaining. but it leaves me little to breathe, have some "me" time (which to every girl, is utmost important!) and do "me" stuff! so by hook or by crook, today, i'm not gonna step out of the house, gonna do a bit of writing and finally try finish reading that bloody goddamn book i've been trying to finish since sec school!!! auggh!  i love the story... i know. but reading the unabridged version of great expectations is so... wordy!  also, intend to have some laughs in front of the tv!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which i did yesterday night! stayed up whole night watching sex and the city! that show is so refreshing, so scandalous!  but oh so hilarious! in my jammies, in front of the tube, with ben and jerry for company (sorry nads! haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and unexpectedly,there,  i found the mystery of men and women! now, girlfriends, why we are oh so single is because, like carrie bradshaw, we are Katie! i mean, come on! we have wildish hair! we are exuberant and intelligent! we have personalities and opinions! and so we are so complicated! and men...they are just lazy! yes! they are all robert redfords who are to lazy to make the effort to chase these women! they take the easy way out! they go for poker-straight hair lasses (isn't it oh so true here? *wink*) who are well...sorry... just easier? easy-going, agreeable, practically soulless. sad but true. so when we see stage beauty, down with love and the notebook, we go head over heels for kynaston (billy crudup), noah (ryan gosling) and catcher block (ewan mcgregor) because they made the effort to find their match! aha! so u see, if not for all this lazyness, we would not be expecting people to hang from the ferris wheel with one hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yessiree. i'm gonna have to watch that 'the way we were' and going to learn more. and don't judge me that i get my education from the movies. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113463093954321886?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113463093954321886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113463093954321886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113463093954321886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113463093954321886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/12/were-all-katies-i-cant-believe-that.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113440678890378186</id><published>2005-12-12T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T08:59:48.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You're IT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got tagged! *gasp!* why why why didn't i see it coming?? oh the agony! for those unfamiliar with the game of tag..proceed to enlighten urself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules of the game:&lt;br /&gt;1. post 5 weird/random stuff abt yourself.&lt;br /&gt;2. at the end, list the names of 5 ppl who you want next to do this and leave a comment "YOU ARE TAGGED" in their blogs and tell them to read your blog for rules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...i suppose i must....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i read very slowly.&lt;br /&gt;2. i'm the only one in my family who eats fried rice in a bowl with chopsticks when my mom makes em&lt;br /&gt;3. i bought a biker-black "leather" jacket i never used...since i was 15?&lt;br /&gt;4. i had a bright banana-yellow overalls when i was 11...and i wore them! in public!&lt;br /&gt;5. i never had chicken pox....yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's me all right! haha...now its YOUR turn! grins..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113440678890378186?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113440678890378186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113440678890378186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113440678890378186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113440678890378186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/12/youre-it-i-got-tagged-gasp-why-why-why.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113430529633602754</id><published>2005-12-11T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T04:48:16.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I    Am &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought you wanted something before...something real bad and you become miserable because you couldn't have it? And then you realised, that it didn't matter anymore. you didn't need it. you are happy as you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week had forced me to look into my own life. it made me questioned who i am, my roots, what i wanted, and most importantly, what kind of woman i wanted to be. i've always questioned my identity, never really feeling that i belonged. i've always thought that the things i wanted were for the right reasons, but really, it wasn't. i've always thought i was mature (haha) but really, i've yet to learn life's greatest lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a push-pull "module" i learnt this week. push, from what i observe of people surrounding me.  pull, because of the words and experiences from a friend whose respectability, kindness and wisdom is beyond any woman i know..whom i wished i had gotten to know better. the reason i bothered with all the other junk was her. was it worth it? yep, i think it certainly was. i've learnt a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rethinking your life isn't easy. but necessary. never to be dwelt upon, but always to be reviewed time and time again. make most of the time God gives you. be grateful for what you have because, really, it is what suits you the best. you won't be any more happier in another's shoe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113430529633602754?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113430529633602754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113430529633602754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113430529633602754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113430529633602754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-have-you-ever-thought-you-wanted.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113371718008335624</id><published>2005-12-04T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T09:26:23.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Kal Ho Na Ho?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"In this lifetime, you get Naina. But in the next life, the next birth and every one after that, Naina belongs to me. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..nehi. nehi nehi nehi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i've just begun to get all critical and dissy again on the subject of "love", i had to go watch a movie that brings me to tears! and wonder. wonder if that is how love really feels... real love that is. so strong and powerful and well, beautiful. and sad. yes sad. is that how love really is like? or am i just disillusioned by the creative minds of writers? have i been sucked in? but even so... i cant help wanting to fall in love. to really &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; fall in love. to give my heart to someone who would give his heart to me. i keep waiting for a fairy tale romance..well, not really fairy tale per se! i mean you know... something more than sms, msn and emails. ever wondered why movies dont spawn from romancing technology? helllloooo? ...ok You've Got Mail does not count! it wasnt email. it was books, so there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it. i've got to stop watching bollywood movies. i've been crying and now i'm in too much of a daze to do anything. damn shah rukh khan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113371718008335624?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113371718008335624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113371718008335624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113371718008335624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113371718008335624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/12/kal-ho-na-ho-in-this-lifetime-you-get.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113346341284539268</id><published>2005-12-01T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T10:56:54.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Soak Up the Sun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm able to put up my legs and smell the roses! yesiree...just polished off 5 nasty exams and now having the greatest pleasure of emptying my mind and being dumb again! *yay!* there's of course so many things that i (1) gotta do and (2) wanna do. and what better time to start the festivities than the night of the finished exam?? yep, 7.30pm wednesday we cheered our way out of the hall and into a cab to have dinner at the famous manhattans. of course, that treat wasnt easy to come by. nope. spent a looong time trying to catch a cab. and of course the usual near-death situation while jay-walking. it was too funny! imagine a screaming (blind) lass, and her friend stuck in the middle of the road, waiting for the bloody car to move faster and two others laughing their heads off. but dinner was great! company was great! conversation was great! and post-dinner was great too! got to see all the christmas lights and they were lovely! i almost shivered when i entered the mall. it's been that long! that was fun! and when i got home, all shagged, my family wanted to go jb. didnt want to be left out, so off i went as well! my family are owls...seriously. we love our midnight haunts! came back at 3 am... we were tired...but we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today! yeses! what fun! i finally caught the goblet of fire! *hurrah!* and i must say it was fab! i think the best out of the four! effects was as usual pretty grand, but more importantly, the characters got their due reel-time! finally they show how funny fred and george are! and dumbledore not having that wheezing voice like in movie two was a relief! definitely lively, but a tad more violent  than what i remembered him to be in the book! haha yes yes.... i liked it! and maybe it helped that i didnt read the book just before watching the show! haha and then, again, jalan jalan around amongst the brilliant lights! i had these two camera-wielding nuts with me *ahems* who snapped everything from lido down to dhoby gaut where we settled for our coffees and mindless banter! such fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm gonna like my holidays now! haha and i've got a rough idea of what i want to do..&lt;br /&gt;1. catch up with friends! very very important!&lt;br /&gt;2. paint my room! i realised it is far too pink! i'm no pink girl! and i've got an idea! shall do a lovely silhoutte on one side! shall i have the manhattan skyline? or the london bridge? &lt;br /&gt;3. bowling! yes yes..each episode of Ed brings each desiree to bowl&lt;br /&gt;4. shopping!!!&lt;br /&gt;5. hit the gym. i really must! the effects of hari raya is...gulp...gaining on me!!!&lt;br /&gt;6. ice-skating! wow! the last time i did that was....wow! the last time i did that was....wow!&lt;br /&gt;7. DVD renting and watching! a whole buncha movies i've bloody missed!!!&lt;br /&gt;8. finally finally start my album! augh! (no no not music. think picture book)&lt;br /&gt;9. Read!&lt;br /&gt;10. go to a carnival, eat candy floss and ride topsy-turvy rides!&lt;br /&gt;11. a picnic! in botanical gardens! with a basket!&lt;br /&gt;12. be in another country! and seriously too! now the opportunity of aceh now denied of me, i wonder where shall i go? i'd like to go a place that offers para-sailing or jet-skiing or scuba-diving or snorkeling! that will be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if anyone who also has the same interest to do any of these, let's meet up! i'm determined to make well of my hols. yesiree i will!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113346341284539268?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113346341284539268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113346341284539268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113346341284539268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113346341284539268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/12/soak-up-sun-now-im-able-to-put-up-my.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113315112120550309</id><published>2005-11-27T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T20:12:28.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A Twisted Fate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/twist1205_p.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to watch it last night with two lovely friends and I must say, we all thought it was bloody fantastic! 3...ahem..intelligent AND critical ladies, saying that is well, saying something! It is downright laugh-out-loud hilarious! sure, the plot was predictable, i mean, there's only so many ways a whodunit can go right? but the characters, the set, costumes, acting, and of course the music was simly fab! am i surprised it won 1997's musical award? naaahh.... it was worth watching it, i thought! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the English rose, emma west, played by Laura Michelle Kelly...i think she blowed us over with her lovely singing! and she's incredibly pretty! floored by her lovely voice and accent, that, if u talk to me and spot an accent...yeah, well, this is me &lt;em&gt;action-action&lt;/em&gt; want to be english too! haha (it always happens..whenever i watch/read/hear anything, i tend to get into character! bah!) of course she isnt the only one. the wife, she was most impressive! and absolutely hilarious! heck...i can go on and on with the entire cast! yes yes...it was a splendid show!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm..after reading what i just wrote, i realised that my review isn't all that professional, no? what on earth have i been learning in ts?? ah well, this aint a review, it's just how i felt thru the performance? so if u get the chance, go watch it! you'll love it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ps: laura michelle kelly waved to us at the end of the show! *whee!* and apparently so did the lawyer! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113315112120550309?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113315112120550309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113315112120550309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113315112120550309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113315112120550309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/11/twisted-fate-i-went-to-watch-it-last.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113293823801714823</id><published>2005-11-25T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T09:05:27.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/Baby_Blues.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113293823801714823?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113293823801714823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113293823801714823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113293823801714823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113293823801714823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/11/these-vagabond-shoes-are-longing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113265933977084856</id><published>2005-11-22T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T03:35:39.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;One Grande Holiday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...it's a bloody wasted day. did not do any studying at all. could have gone to school...but didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of school. i'm sick of studying. i'm sick of the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll have my holidays now please. make it a triple grande and to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't saturday come any sooner?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113265933977084856?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113265933977084856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113265933977084856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113265933977084856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113265933977084856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/11/one-grande-holiday-sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113231987525905066</id><published>2005-11-18T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T05:17:55.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Losted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed Lost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISSED Lost??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISSED LOST?!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISSED LOST!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*aaarrgghhaauuuwaaaghhtthrrrgghhtt!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...it was my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot yesterday was Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Jaren!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Chee Wei!&lt;br /&gt;And hello Cassie! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113231987525905066?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113231987525905066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113231987525905066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113231987525905066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113231987525905066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/11/losted-i-missed-lost-i-missed-lost-i.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113215694679347062</id><published>2005-11-16T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T08:02:26.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Where are the Bed Planks?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa i'm shagged! it's been such a looonnggg day! exam...well, it went ok. weird but ok. the sound was a lil messed up...i fumbled my lines once... and yes, it was a weird experience. but i'm surprised that my heart wasnt racing as much...i think i was much more frightened in the A-B-A-B session! aaah! but i'm worried that i didnt get any questions for the q &amp; A. and don't tell me it's good! it's not! i know it was becos of lack of time that questions cldnt be directed to me! i mean, if i did anything wrong or different, i didnt have the chance to justify myself! was that fair?? aaaah! just hope it doesnt screw up my grade. or maybe they thot i was really bad and deserved an F and what's the point of justifying myself? so i can get an F+?? aaaaah! as u can see, i'm freaking out! aaaaaAAaaAAaaaaH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...breathe! right... as i said, i got home really shagged, but wasnt in the mood to study anything. so pop goes the dvd player and i watched harold and kumar's whitecastle which is really lame, but pretty funny! and u know how i get after watching something...i so feel like going on a roadtrip! some lame roadtrip for something lame....like burgers! and getting into some inane situations that change the course of ur life completely like going to med school! yup! that's what i want to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now...i'm thinking...i'm 19 now, and in the prime of my youth, and what adventures have i got to boast for?? i haven't been arrested, i havent gotten nearly murdered, i havent been in a car crash nor trapped in an egyptian tomb. heck, the only thing i did was fall down a lot and climb a fence! hmmm...now  i'm seriously thinking what is wrong with my life?? it isnt what i wanted! i wanted adventure! i'm acting in all sorts of scenarios for theatre but i'm not actually living them? is this what aristotle called suspended disbelief?? and plato...an imitation of an imitation? why is it that though we know what we want, it doesnt go the way we intended it to be? and before we realise it, it's a little to late. like what petrina says, what goes through ur mind and what comes out of ur mouth...it just aint the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's time to get a little control over our lives.  in my case, that would be rather ironic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113215694679347062?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113215694679347062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113215694679347062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113215694679347062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113215694679347062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/11/where-are-bed-planks-whoa-im-shagged.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113205933233645554</id><published>2005-11-15T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T04:55:32.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Exams and Weddings?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much the reason why i havent had time to update my blog is the upcoming exams! yup yup.... in short, i'm screwed. and i have stayed in school till late just to study. hibernating in the library... which is actually fun! it's better to study with people than alone...forces u to study! and of course creates opportunities for rule breaking... like eating chips and tuna. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but how is it possb that there's so much to study...like in such a short time! augh! macroecons is killing me slowly... sociology is teasing with my security and I think Islam is tricking me! TS is draining me and english...well, i haven't started on english! and while i went all out in the beginning, i think i'm starting to slowly burn out! NooOoo! like today! i so didnt get to study that sociology i planned to study! so i'm a day short. and i feel sick. must be the junk food. you know what? i think it's time have that vegetarian month streak again! i miss my carrots! and my kailan! and macs is a definite no-no! it's fasting all over again (almost)! whee! but maybe not now, still got that fish and co coming up! haha  but it could just be the nerves! see... tomorrow is my TS practical and I'm freaking out! like yes! i am! the last time i acted on stage was when? sec 1? and that i had one line! (still remember it vividly. you would too if it was "Make love, not war!") and in jc1, no lines, but i remember that my hat fell off! and you know how red my face can bloody go! rehearsing with the lovely gals was fun! and i like playing the guy! so much more intense! yep! i'll be having my hair gelled up tomorrow..looking all ahem manly! decided not to chop off my hair after all! tch! not since i saw what it did to me the last time! i'm going to burn those photos! well, i'm hoping all goes well tomorrow and my face remains....er natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may phaze out again the next 2 weeks. with reason u now know why. and when i'm done, i'll be baacck! and hoping that i'll be hopping on a plane to somewhere that doesnt resemble singapore...at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but december is filled with weddings! 4th is the day my ex-colleague's big day! what fun! my first kad jemputan addressed to me! and 9 to 11th is a family friend's one which i'm helping out! it's going to be beautiful! a little self-demoralising cos all the beautifuuuuul ladies from all over arabia will be coming down but all the same fun because it's my friend who's getting married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: making jokes about marriage is now highly highly unwise and dangerous.  at lunch today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: so many relatives! tell you, i wouldnt know who to invite for my wedding.&lt;br /&gt;Mom: really? when do you want to get married?&lt;br /&gt;Me: oh you know... 2 yrs time. (joking face and joking voice)&lt;br /&gt;Mom: InsyaAllah!&lt;br /&gt;Me: (shocked) What?? No no... i'm just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Mom: (in prayer) Kemudah-mudahan. (something like hope it goes easily...bla bla)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind you, i'm not getting married till i've graduated, established my career and has travelled a bit! so do the math, it's a far way off! moms can scare you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, i've written quite a bit, and quite frankly, i'm sick of it! haha...shall play Ping. ta ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113205933233645554?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113205933233645554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113205933233645554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113205933233645554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113205933233645554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/11/exams-and-weddings-pretty-much-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113205689858504147</id><published>2005-11-14T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T04:15:45.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Last Minute Raya...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right...so i haven't been posting lately. and there's LOADS that i want to tell! or.. i think i do! but so as not to confuse all thy little minds, you will see many posts..in one day. might as well get it done and over with eh? and it shall be peppered with pictures, i assure you! (should i figure out how to do that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's start with hari raya. SELAMAT HARI RAYA EVERYONE!!! =D better late then never! it was fun while it lasted! that entire week was burnt because of cleaning, preparing, actual celebration, and continued celebration with visiting. much much better than last year, most definitely! for one thing, exams were out of the way! yeah baby! and i found out that i was not too old to get raya money! hehe... i'm practising great self-control now... must...spend...money...wisely. speaking of self-control, i can pretty much say that i have none when it comes to kueh raya. i dont like it pretty much (except for macaroons! and choc chip cookies! yums) but as they are always within my view, i keep mooching them. much easier than making a sandwich. and much easier to gain weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/1600/DSC06014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/DSC06014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but the bestest part of raya is of course the family! did i mention that i love my family? aisyah...is now older..a good one-and-a-half yrs old and she is sooo adorable! check her out it her baju arab! Note: as i still havent figured out a way to block people from copying these pictures, might i warn that SHOULD ANYONE DARE SO TAKE THESE PICTURES, COPIED, SAVED OR MISUSED THEM IN ANY WAY &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; DEEM INAPPROPRIATE, I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN PERSONALLY AND WOE BEGONE TO MAN, WOMAN OR CHILD SHOULD YOU FIND YOURSELF LESS THAN YOUR USUAL SELF!!! there! now isn't she cute?? awww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another one which is pretty cool i thot. i look horrible, my bro is er...hidden, but aisyah looks cool! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/1600/DSC06032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px" height="252" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/DSC06032.jpg" width="168" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my cousins! ok first day, i missed some of the little ones. but got to take many pics with the young "anak-anak dara". brrr... hate them term! actually, one is already married (my sis) and another is getting married next yr! i noticed how each yr, things are changing. wasn't it only yesterday ALL of us were deciding how better to play with the sparklers? of course one year, it burned a hole in a little one's gamis, and singed the hair of another. mind you, it was the boys ya? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/DSC06089.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/1600/DSC06073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="266" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/1232/320/DSC06073.jpg" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another 3+1 on the other side! the theme is obviously hot hot colours! haha....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;right..i would put more but it is a very troublesome process! let me tell you a funny story instead. it was hari raya...late at night...and the old-school pple are still up (referring to parents with the older kids aka us..and we were there too!). the host is wishing no one would come because they're uber-tired! and we were just chilling and chatting. and you know how this goes...old stories crop up. and this was one we certainly hadn't heard! my aunt was telling us how my brother is pretty much rather blind. took place 2 yrs ago at my sister's wedding. imagine my brother and my cousin talking...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bro: Hey I found out someone I think I like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cuz: Who?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bro: There! Check out that chick.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cuz: (looks through the throng of people) Where?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bro: There! That chick! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cuz: What chick? Where?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bro: (directs cuz) that one!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cuz: (shocked) Oi! That's my aunt! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL.... funny just too funny. the aunt wasnt exactly young...she's in her forties. and my bro found her attractive. what is more disturbing i cant tell...the fact that my bro really really is blind, or the fact that you can never tell who you're related too! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another thing i found out about raya: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Forget all the fancy dishes! Ketupat? Rendang? Why waste time making them? tuch! No need to get into a hassle making all these elaborate dishes on hari raya when all you need is...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MEE MAGGI! *sparkling brilliant smile with a packet of mee maggi in tow*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's right folks! THIS is the dish everyone should be making! Yummy...nutritious, and everyone loves them! Trust me...throw that casserole dish away and mass order some mee maggi! guaranteed to put a smile on everyone's face! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How did i come up with this brilliant theory? well, seeing that i cooked 4 bowls of mee maggi on the 2nd day for my cousins!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cuz 1: can make for me mee maggi pleasssseee?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, made her one. then surprisingly...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Brother: eh! make for me one too pleassssseee? i very hungry ah...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Little cuz 2 &amp;amp; 3: Us too! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rendang? SooOoo overated! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah...i had fun for hari raya! Hope you guys too! all are invited to my house of course! and not to worry...we stocked up on the mee maggi! *wink*&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/13837746-113205689858504147?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113205689858504147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113205689858504147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113205689858504147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113205689858504147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/11/last-minute-raya.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113086450892813249</id><published>2005-11-01T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T09:01:49.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Eulogy to the Plate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh fairly beloved&lt;br /&gt;  We have gathered here today,&lt;br /&gt;To bid our final farewell to a friend so dear:&lt;br /&gt;  Plate! How you have made a difference in our lives&lt;br /&gt;The service you brought to us will never be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;  A tragic lost, in the hands more buttery than Orville's popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;Broken, shattered, but your memory shall live on&lt;br /&gt;  Even though your scandalous affair with the spoon&lt;br /&gt;Was less than desired (the fork sulked for a week),&lt;br /&gt;  You made sure we had our fill.&lt;br /&gt;For that, we owe you, dear Plate.&lt;br /&gt;  And as as you travel down the lonely chute of darkness,&lt;br /&gt;We wish you would find a better place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*silence*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plate Departed 1st November, 7:45PM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113086450892813249?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113086450892813249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113086450892813249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113086450892813249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113086450892813249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/11/eulogy-to-plate-oh-fairly-beloved-we.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113077770723709788</id><published>2005-10-31T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T08:55:19.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Magic Bubble&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Deepavali Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes broke into this wonderful holiday by watching Monsoon Wedding on Tv! and yes, it is a good show! the guy is very sweet too! haha... yup, i've no idea what i'm gonna do today. most likely clean up the house for raya. it's too bad my neighbour left for india just a few days ago! every year she would share some lovely goodies, and likewise, we'd do the same on hari raya. it would have been cooler this deeparaya. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been watching/reading too many material that has got a thing or two with love. what the heck?? but at least they're comedies. let's see, i watched HITCH (yes finally!) and it got me inspired to be a date doctor! haha...and i read two plays: Heartbreak House by G.B. Shaw, which is hilarious, and, this is tragedy tho, not a comedy, Thunderstorm by Ts'ao Yu. Also an interesting read. And now monsoon wedding. I also watched Wonderfalls, in which the guy was again really sweet (and cute too!). Am i supposed to do a research paper on love or something? cant anyhow, have so many stuff to do already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not getting a reply. should i get worried? or super-worried? sigh... when i was younger and i'd have all these thoughts of super-adventures, facing dangers, disasters...etc....you know, indiana Jones style, and I'll still be alive at the end of the day that kind . anyhow, i couldn't abandon my family and friends while the world is constantly being in mortal danger. so i'd imagine that i'd have this magic little bubble world where all my loved ones will live in safe while i go save the world. and no danger can penetrate that bubble. yeah...wish that did existed. when everyone's moving so far, it's hard to be sure everyone's safe. the world is getting more dangerous to live in, and i still have no magic bubble. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to catch up on my correspondance. a blog is a poor way to keep in touch. and i will! hopefully by this weekend! sorry guys! maybe it wasnt a good idea to get a blog...hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113077770723709788?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113077770723709788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113077770723709788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113077770723709788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113077770723709788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/10/magic-bubble-happy-deepavali-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113042828968514928</id><published>2005-10-27T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T08:51:29.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I wish I wish I...saw Nothing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how a day can start good, and then end bad? a few days ago, my day started bad but ended good. well, i'd rather have that day! i realised that a bad ending can last soooo long! see, i was all happy and cheery and jokey until i saw something that made me a little upset. it wasnt big, but it did...er... kinda made me feel..and i stress...an itsy-bitsy-teeny-weeny-tiny-of-the-tiniest-not-at-all-a-big-thing-that's-how-small-small-tiny &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;jealous&lt;/span&gt;. er yeah. so i said it. but trust me! it was an itsy-bitsy thingy! and i dont know why i should be feeling that way. like there was nothing. but it kept popping in my mind, and the more it popped, the more i felt upset(though it is still an itsy-bitsy thing!). and all these songs kept coming up (impeccable timing that radio has!) and it made me muse over it all the more! and then i get upset! and sigh-ey! and the cycle goes all over again! plus it didnt help that i got sprayed with leaves! i was LEAVED!!! yeah... a car drove real fast and sprayed all these dried leaves on me! i should be thankful it wasnt water but hey! we always need to make a good thing bad rite? but i'll get over it...i always do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my way back home, while walking through the carpark, i noticed something else that made me stop right in my tracks. someone...some neighbour, had put up those twinkly lights for raya. God! i havent seen that in ages! or maybe i just didnt notice. i glanced around and i noticed it was the first to put up the lights. my family hasnt put up lights for the past couple of years. i remember, before that, how putting up the lights was a big issue. we couldnt decide what pattern to fix. that's because every year, someone...someone in charge of getting the lights will always get it too short! (ps: it's always my sister!) and one year, we had no choice but design it in a way that looked like it had a bunch of bananas on one end. that was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dont think i want to put up lights now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's raining really heavy now.. with lightning and thunder! and it's pretty scary. sigh..but a rainy day can sure make your blue mood even bluer....think i shall just have to sleep this through...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113042828968514928?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113042828968514928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113042828968514928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113042828968514928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113042828968514928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-wish-i-wish-i.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113036620005193144</id><published>2005-10-26T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T15:38:49.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Let's Talk About Sex Baby, Let's Talk About You and Me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Mooorning People!&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to post an entry yesterday, but alas, i fell asleep. You know the drill...want to take a short nap then go study yadda yadda yadda...and bing-bada-boom..It's 5AM in the morning! you'd think i'd've noticed a pattern or something, eh? right... well, yesterday was an interesting day for sociology cos we talked abt gender! in tutorial, we were split to boys and girls (there were only 3 girls, and like 16 guys?) and answer questions like "what makes a boy a boy? a girl a girl? a man a man? a woman a woman?" so this was wat my grp (e gal pac came up with)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;What Makes a Man a Man?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# lazy&lt;br /&gt;# watch football&lt;br /&gt;# immature&lt;br /&gt;# can't take care of himself&lt;br /&gt;# lie a lot&lt;br /&gt;# MCP&lt;br /&gt;# always thinking about sex&lt;br /&gt;# act cool ... etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the list goes on by the way... of course i'm open to comments. yup...i can hear the man-ists calling already! oh wait no! that was my brother's irritating alarm! (hate that phone!) anyhow, i was wondering who my friends have been mixing around with?? who are their referrences?? then i remembered....wait a minute! i have a brother! *slaps hand to forehead* noow it makes sense! but the guys in my class only strongly reacted to "act cool". go figure! now, before you other fellows start screaming "BIAS!!!", allow me to essplain that we had an extra group member (because of our relative small size), our tutor, and he was a guy. he pretended to be a woman and he pretty much supplied a lot of opinions! hahaha...his name was "harriet" by the way! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after our gender lecture, cindy and i were like, totally, like talking like, a bunch of like, bimbos! i mean, we are sooo not bimbos! but like, i had a thing with my laptop, that like, sooo confused us! it was acting sooo like a guy! like wadever! i'm soo gonna like bitch to my other girlfriends! like totally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking gender is so fun! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113036620005193144?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113036620005193144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113036620005193144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113036620005193144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113036620005193144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/10/lets-talk-about-sex-baby-lets-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113016750598612578</id><published>2005-10-24T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T08:25:54.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Performing Patty Philips&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a bad day! well... that's not really true. it was more like a bad morning! first, as u should have noticed, it was bloody hot! what kind of a weather maliciously hits u with bullets made out of molten lava?? it didn't help that i was wearing all black. and no, it wasn't an attempt to look all drama-mama cool for ts today. it was in actual fact an attempt to use up my stupidity...before they run out see... and i missed the bus. the bus just whooshed by before i could cross the road. waited a freakin' long time for the next bus to arrive! didnt help that there was no good music on the radio! i like power 98, and i like maggie and joe, but for goodness sakes! the choreography is terrible! talk talk. advertisement. &lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; songs. talk talk. news. &lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; songs! talk talk. advertisement...&lt;strong&gt;2 songs&lt;/strong&gt;!!! it gives one a major headache. and i simply do not like 987. long ride, no entertainment, major headache. what joy! and i was late for lecture. like 20min late. cos i was printing my notes for the lecture. so i waited and waited...and some girl "stole" my lecture notes! she had printed her notes all black...so she didnt think those notes were hers. and she took mine. i know cos i got the blackened notes instead. sigh..went to lecture without notes. grrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the brightside, my afternoon went okay-ley well! it was my last practical session for ts tho! sobs! it was so fun, i'm gonna miss it! and i'm gonna miss all the pple! they were the only tutorial group pple where i can get to know everyone and basically crap. what do u expect? drama-mama pple! haha... and i'm gonna miss my teacher too! he was hilarious! yup...it was unexpected. the one module which i wasn't very keen abt at the beginning, turned out to be one of my favs! it didnt have to be just abt acting! and i'm sooo excited abt the practical exam! i've set my heart for set design... so i hope i can get it! i've learnt a lot from ts. and i think i'll be learning much more working with 6 other pple for our mini-production!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...just read what my soci teacher has set for our next tutorial..daring us to cross-dress for our gender topic. it brings poignant memories of times past.....catch my drift people! right. shall end here, while i slog off for my term paper. adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113016750598612578?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113016750598612578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113016750598612578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113016750598612578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113016750598612578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/10/performing-patty-philips-what-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113003541314830410</id><published>2005-10-22T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T19:43:33.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Blog Shopping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there you go peeps! A new skin! Waddjya think? Doesnt matter..cos i like it! haha.. took me the whole morning! i realised that finding blogskins is like shopping! you get to see all the pretty designs, get to know some famous designers..see something you like..see if there are any other offers..go back...then make ur selection. yup... shopping. so why wasnt it that fun for me? my guess is the whole fiasco of trying to fit it into my blog and staring at the screen too long. ugh. well, i'm glad that's over! aah..shall now relax and enjoy the rest of the morning.  you should too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113003541314830410?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113003541314830410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113003541314830410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113003541314830410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113003541314830410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-shopping-well-there-you-go-peeps_22.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-113003473491895069</id><published>2005-10-22T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T19:32:28.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Blog Shopping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there you go peeps! A new skin! Waddjya think? Doesnt matter..cos i like it! haha.. took me the whole morning! i realised that finding blogskins is like shopping! you get to see all the pretty designs, get to know some famous designers..see something you like..see if there are any other offers..go back...then make ur selection. yup... shopping. so why wasnt it that fun for me? my guess is the whole fiasco of trying to fit it into my blog and staring at the screen too long. ugh. well, i'm glad that's over! aah..shall now relax and enjoy the rest of the morning. you should too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-113003473491895069?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/113003473491895069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=113003473491895069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113003473491895069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/113003473491895069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-shopping-well-there-you-go-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837746.post-112991567154235330</id><published>2005-10-21T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T10:27:52.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Friday Friday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh! just came back from geylang. am actually very sleepy but am resisting to sleep. sleep no good. feeling all happy and chatty tonite! i can talk forever and ever and ever and ever... and why not? there's a lot to talk abt! crappy stuff, serious stuff...mainly crappy stuff. haha... tried to look for baju raya but COULDNT find anything that was nice or that i liked! bummer! then again i'm pretty fussy. actually, am only fussy when i have no mood to shop! haha...instead bought honey chicken and deng deng and some mushroom burger and basically ate and talked.  it was lovely meeting up with munirah again! love my family! cant wait for raya! get to meet all my cousins at once and that is always fun! Fun!  i'm like doing nothing now...blogging. eating ice-cream (i swear if i continue with this trend, there wont be a baju raya to fit me anyway!!!) and listening to some goood music! oh! my name is regina felangee...and you BETTER believe it! yes, because i said so! and so you must believe what i say! see...this is what i learnt in linguistics today! oh! my bro just passed me a vcd he just bought! fat albert starring kenan thompson! how i miss the kenan and kel show! and orange soda! fwahaha... aaah! am dying to watch a movie! anyone game for one? like corpse bride? am beginning to forget how a cinema looks like now... no wait! star wars at science centre! yes! that's what i want to see most! all ye star wars fans! calling thee to check it out! righteous! oh must tell you! acted like a doofus just now. took the bus on the wrong side of the road! augh! so off i went to bedok. then crossed over and took the same bus home! duh! how doofusy can one get? rite...my brain is kinda switching off now. realised i had not had coffee for a week! wow! was that ever possible?? but shall check if i'm still in one piece. till then, adios amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did u know...?:  that elmo is a lefty?? go figure! haha&lt;br /&gt;Agenda: Looking for my Laurie and my Morrie&lt;br /&gt;song: beautiful day by U2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13837746-112991567154235330?l=nineflavours.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/feeds/112991567154235330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13837746&amp;postID=112991567154235330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/112991567154235330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13837746/posts/default/112991567154235330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineflavours.blogspot.com/2005/10/friday-friday-oooh-just-came-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>nineflavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11687847004547106649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
