<?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-5590310</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:59:39.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LoRberRy=fEminiSt?!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>417</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-3586136658706713876</id><published>2007-02-09T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T00:44:12.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>breakup = sad? but i'm HAPPY! i know i'm mean but i can't help it. blame it on urself for being such a spoilt brat. honestly, with u gone, the house is so much neater, esp the kitchen. having a maid to serve u all ur life could be ur fortune or misfortune. having a mother who doesn't know how to discipline could also be ur fortune or misfortune. i think he is better off without u but he can't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/3586136658706713876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/3586136658706713876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#3586136658706713876' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-115951433580137493</id><published>2006-09-29T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T15:18:55.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>for those of you who actually still bother to read this DEAD blog: i can't believe i'm actually blogging again after 1yr+++one whole academic year in NUS has passed..i don't like it here..i don't like what i'm doing..i don't like the projects.. but, it's the same everywhere i guess..i need a room on campus..or better still, a car..of cos the latter is impossible!!it's been 19months and we're </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/115951433580137493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/115951433580137493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115951433580137493' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-112124105104998024</id><published>2005-07-13T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T15:50:51.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OFFICIAL LAST DAY OF WORK!!exhilirated!!actually i don't understand why i'm so happy either. LIBERATION!!although we are going thru' a very rough patch with mum, we'll pull through. can't wait for school to start.unfortunately, i didn't get a place in hall.oh wellz, just my luck i guess.at least he has a room in temasek and jem has one in kent ridge.start asking me out! finally free!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/112124105104998024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/112124105104998024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112124105104998024' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-112018941501335745</id><published>2005-07-01T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T11:43:35.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today is friday, tomorrow is saturday, meaning..HE'LL BE BACK TMR!!i can't wait to see him! i'm a happy girl now. was in a dilemma whether to attend ken's farewell party tmr evening becos he'll be back.his mum just called me saying i can take over the car from his cousin tmr. in other words, transportation would no longer be an issue, i can pick him from checkpoint and i can go for the party.ken </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/112018941501335745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/112018941501335745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112018941501335745' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-112002637887788857</id><published>2005-06-29T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T14:26:18.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I MISS MY DEAR SO MUCH!!he left early this morning for genting, back only on sat evening. he went only to fulfill his wish of going on a trip with his grandma who is 90+ years old.watched initial D on mon, it was cool.caught a lot like love yest, it sucked. maybe not totally sucky but it fell below expectations. ate ben&amp;jerry's strawberry and cookie dough ice creams, they were tasteless. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/112002637887788857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/112002637887788857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#112002637887788857' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-111958482689421441</id><published>2005-06-24T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T12:49:56.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>thursday, 23/06/05met 8.00am @ somerset. had kaya roti from killiney kopitiam for breakfast. went to mango at centrepoint - SALE!! for once, i'm there so early on the first day. actually it was kinda coincidental. bought a reddish-pink skirt for $23 u.p. $49. dear liked it a lot and had wanted to buy it for me but i still paid in the end. satisfied with my new acquisiton, we took a train to toa </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111958482689421441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111958482689421441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111958482689421441' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-111941239442000374</id><published>2005-06-22T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T11:53:14.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm taking off tmr, i'm so excited, i can't wait! it's just gonna be me, myself &amp; dear! we've hardly time together alone, and tmr we'll both take a break from work.last night was terrible though. we shed buckets of tears (exaggeration! just so u get my point). i was upset with him, and he got even more upset with himself, and it aggravated the situation. awful experience.anyway, i've been staying</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111941239442000374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111941239442000374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111941239442000374' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-111923299738276996</id><published>2005-06-20T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T10:03:17.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm just terribly upset cos i've become so FAT!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111923299738276996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111923299738276996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111923299738276996' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-111888541570556796</id><published>2005-06-16T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T09:30:15.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finally get the time to blog becos today is a slack day. no more pending shipments to create invoices for. gonna be pretty bored becos the msn is gone!been so busy with work lately that i hardly get the time to blog nor blog surf. hope all my friends are doing fine. dear has started work at robinsons centrepoint which leaves us with very little time together at night. sobz! it's alright! august </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111888541570556796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111888541570556796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111888541570556796' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-111802902392176117</id><published>2005-06-06T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T15:12:31.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>been a while since i last blogged.bangkok was good. HOT! spent a bomb. S$400 solely on shopping but managed to get lots of stuff for future use esp clothes for uni.been very busy at work. things are changing. not even on msn nowadays.new furniture from ikea for dear's bedroom (OUR room) are coming in today. unique L-shaped cupboard, a low bedframe and wall-mounted shelves. we should be getting a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111802902392176117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111802902392176117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111802902392176117' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-111700662410100574</id><published>2005-05-25T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T15:37:04.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY 3RD MONTH DEAR!!time really flies. 3 months have come and gone and it feels like yesterday to me. we'll have a beautiful night together yea?i'm leaving for bangkok tmr evening. will be back on monday evening. mizzing dear like crazy already. honestly dreading the trip. will be going with an aunty-cum-godma who called me CHEAP! bloody hell! the mention of it makes my blood boil. i shall be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111700662410100574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111700662410100574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111700662410100574' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-111638885851711905</id><published>2005-05-18T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T12:00:58.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my heart sank on mon morn. dear's car skidded and spun around on a flyover. he thought that was it. i'm just grateful and thankful that only the car was damaged. what am i going to do if i really lose him? i don't think i can take such a blow. i've become over-reliant and over-dependant on him already.mj with jem, wx and rl on sat night. won! i've been a lucky girl recently. it's been so long </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111638885851711905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111638885851711905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111638885851711905' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-111561076972310506</id><published>2005-05-09T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T11:52:49.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the weekend flew by just like that. it's unfair how time never fails to zoom on saturdays &amp; sundays but crawls from monday to friday. nvm, i shall just be contented that dear was with me the whole time.sat:NUS championships - VJC was the last team i expected to compete. worse still, i was already desperately trying to avoid someone. luckily he didn't hunt me down or maybe he didn't see me.anyway,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111561076972310506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111561076972310506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111561076972310506' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-111528067370596885</id><published>2005-05-05T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T16:17:08.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm going NUS biz - CONFIRMED. i accepted the place online already. staying Kent Ridge (if i get a place) with jem.uni application is SOOOO mafan!! and the fees are freaking EX!! shall sacrifice my hard earned $ to pay for something, anything. reminder: take passport photo for matric card.- - - - - - - - - - - -A fantastic weekend. sat: dear let me take the car out alone so i drove my brother to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111528067370596885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111528067370596885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111528067370596885' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-111458573777666607</id><published>2005-04-27T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T15:14:26.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's no longer just a PDL, i'm a QUALIFIED driver!! woohoo!! i PASSED my TP test this morning.honestly, it wasn't my best drive, in fact, it's not even close to good but the tester was SO kind to me. believe it or not, i didn't get penalised for blind spot!YiiPPPEEEEeeeee!! !! !! !! !! !!anyway, we had a fantastic 2 months celebration. he picked me from work, sent his parents home then headed to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111458573777666607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111458573777666607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111458573777666607' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-111441373446358683</id><published>2005-04-25T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T15:43:47.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the accounts lady from philippines is making me look irresponsible!! she might not be familiar with the operations here but she shouldn't throw away sheets of paper or prepaid envelopes which she deems as useless. DAMN!i mizz praise.on a happier note, HAPPY 2nd MONTH baby!!the past month has been rather "treacherous" even to the extent that mummy wanted us to break up. despite all our silly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111441373446358683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111441373446358683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111441373446358683' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-111415588502818576</id><published>2005-04-22T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T16:54:50.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had a good chat with my tuition girl last evening. she's from north korea. she was telling me that her dad does not allow her to befriend any of the neighbours becos they're from south korea.how are north &amp; south korea gonna resolve their disputes if wrong attitudes and ideas are instilled in the young? sigh. harsh reality of this world.been chauffeured around since monday. dear wanted to rent </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111415588502818576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111415588502818576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111415588502818576' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-111387720525062035</id><published>2005-04-19T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T10:26:18.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PEACEFUL, CALM, SERENITY . . .honestly, getting busted was a blessing in disguise. after talking things out on friday night, mummy treats the both of us so nicely now. in fact, mummy is so much more warm to him than previously.i've been enjoying happy family days for the past 3 days. really a miracle! u won't believe it if u knew about the turmoil in my house.as for the both of us, we're starting</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111387720525062035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111387720525062035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111387720525062035' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-111344656001600031</id><published>2005-04-14T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T10:42:40.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we got BUSTED!!had a very strong feeling that we'll get caught but just wanted to fight. now i foresee a mountain of problems standing before me.life is gonna be HELL!!funny thing is, i'm feeling happy about it, happy that my mum is jumping mad now?maybe i'm starting to rebel, been suppressing for too long i suppose.this is what u call adolescence problem, not teenage. SIGH.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111344656001600031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111344656001600031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111344656001600031' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-111320319129896806</id><published>2005-04-11T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T15:06:31.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i sincerely apologize for neglecting so many people, friends &amp; family.his exams are nearing so our weekends and weekday nights are very precious. although we spend quite a fair bit of time together, it still feels too little.the things he does and says make me really fall in love with him. nvm the appearance, a heart of gold overwrites the Tall, Dark &amp; Handsome criteria.i love my dear!!hope to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111320319129896806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111320319129896806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111320319129896806' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-111260072256955154</id><published>2005-04-04T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T15:45:22.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i dunno if it is normal to feel this way, but all i know is that the feeling is really awful. it eats u from within. have we become inseperable?literally together the whole weekend. fri night @ auntie pat's and sat night @ my place. the first few hours apart were tomenting. crying inside. although i'll see u in a few hours' time, now the minutes seem to last forever. the torture has just started.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111260072256955154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111260072256955154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111260072256955154' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-111198285335072221</id><published>2005-03-28T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T15:46:53.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>time seems to be slipping away too quickly, the long weekend is over.we accomplished what we planned to do, made many people happy while sacrificing our time together. i guess it's alright so long as everyone is happy.GOOD FRIDAY (1st month!!)attended 10am service at OLPS. church was packed with "sardines". left after communion, did not venerate the crucifix. went home to change after tuition and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111198285335072221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111198285335072221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111198285335072221' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-111165198632913698</id><published>2005-03-24T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T16:13:06.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>no news means good news!bought him a fcuk shirt. and i think he intends to get me a white gold bracelet.went to choose our cake from bakerzin yest. dark choc moouse with cheeries soaked in liquor.magical date is 25-02-05.just in case i don't get to blog tmr, HAPPY 1st MONTH dear!!of cos, a very GOOD FRIDAY to all of u.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111165198632913698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111165198632913698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111165198632913698' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-111076989095122225</id><published>2005-03-14T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T11:11:30.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>everything's going on just fine except for mummy constantly being angry with me. i dunno what to do about her. maybe she feels she's losing her daughter, maybe.no, NUS openhouse did not blow me away. the biz talk was a failure. reasons why u should take a BBA from NUS:1. established uni2. comprehensive uni3. active and vibrant student bodyhey prof, maybe we deserve better reasons?however, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111076989095122225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111076989095122225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111076989095122225' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-111033832298204914</id><published>2005-03-09T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T11:18:42.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what is love?does it make ur adrenaline pump?does it send tingling sensations down ur back?does it overcome all flaws?maybe i'm in love.i've been housing an illegal immigrant in my room at least once a week. doubt his PR status will ever be approved. i'm still a virgin if anyone needed to know!envy me!! dearie wants to buy me a diamond ring for 1st month. woohoo! of cos, being an understanding </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111033832298204914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111033832298204914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111033832298204914' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-111016250901087882</id><published>2005-03-07T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T10:28:29.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A A B Bdamn disappointed with myself. expected at least 3 As. nvm, it's over. no point mulling over it.although in comparison to vj peeps, i've done pretty badly, but in contrast to people from other schools, those are really decent grades. now i'm stressed up over choosing between nus or smu. more or less decided to take biz. my greatest wish is to be able to take the biz-law double degree in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111016250901087882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/111016250901087882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111016250901087882' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110972599081198529</id><published>2005-03-02T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T09:24:55.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A LEVEL RESULTS out on FRIDAY 4th March 2005 at 2.30pm.03S32 peeps reading this, plz drop me a line if u're interested in going out after that. sms or call me. i repeat, my internet is down.</summary><link rel='edit' 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110966667176001134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110966667176001134' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110964631841208529</id><published>2005-03-01T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T11:05:18.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IF THERE'S ANYTHING I'D LIKE TO ANNOUNCE, I'D HAVE DONE IT HERE ALREADY. IF THERE'S ANYTHING YOU'D LIKE TO FIND OUT, WHY NOT TRY ASKING?however, please bear in mind that i'm at liberty to decide if i wanna say anything or not.otherwise, please keep your curiosity to yourself because it irritates other people and unfortunately has a chain effect. now i understand why Chaos Theory exists.i don't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110964631841208529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110964631841208529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110964631841208529' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110955984079938774</id><published>2005-02-28T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T11:04:00.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my home comp is totally down. can't even get it started. i miss going online!! i hate to sneak coming online in the office but i have no choice. anyway to all the ba guas &amp; kpos (not including those who have been there for me all this while), i shall really summarize everything. the rest is up to your own imagination.24th February 2005dinner at Lawry's: $162 for 2 mains &amp; 1 desert.bouquet of 12 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110955984079938774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110955984079938774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110955984079938774' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110906490818470724</id><published>2005-02-22T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T17:35:08.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my guilt is lessening. i'm learning to try. thank you to the many people who have been giving me advice. i've consolidated everything to make my own decisions now. i'm not positive about the future but i'm giving it one shot. at the end of the day, i still want him back as my good friend. somehow i feel we're better off as friends.mummy knows about it too. she "encouraged" by saying that i'm not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110906490818470724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110906490818470724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110906490818470724' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110865067406357435</id><published>2005-02-17T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T22:31:14.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GUILT is all i feel now.how's it like to oblige and not feel anything??i just hope he makes the best out of it becos i doubt i can hold out for long. i just want him to be happy. he's my good friend after all.damn. is this a curse or what? i feel so unlucky.the feeling of breaking someone else's heart is much worse than having ur own heart broken. trust me on this!p.s. ken teo, i've not clubbed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110865067406357435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110865067406357435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110865067406357435' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110856315705968810</id><published>2005-02-16T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T22:12:37.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>first day of work @ muramoto asia pte. ltd. it is a japanese trading firm and my position is a shipping assistant. guess what? i was invited to their cny dinner today. it was at crystal jade golden palace @ paragon. it was $120 per pax. the menu: 1.yu sheng 2.shark's fin in clear chicken broth 3.abalone, oyster &amp; fish maw 4.steamed grouper 5.lobster 6.roasted goose 7.glutinous rice 8.red bean </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110856315705968810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110856315705968810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110856315705968810' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110835650985794340</id><published>2005-02-14T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T12:48:29.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>to all my dearies, HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!the best and the worst present was given to me at around 1am last night. he dropped a huge bomb on me. he liked me from the start?!! one year plus?!! it was a shocker becos i only suspected recently. my intuition never fails me. anyway, point is i really dunno if i feel anything. maybe it's more of obligation becos he's too nice to me. my mind is in a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110835650985794340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110835650985794340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110835650985794340' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110787114530302047</id><published>2005-02-08T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T21:59:05.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear diary, only u know what i'm feeling right now. it's hard to put down in words. kinda confused. who would u choose? the person u love or the person who loves u? ponder ponder.been really tied up doing personal stuff and preparing for CNY. haven't actually gotten proper rest in days. late nights are wearing me out. it's CNY and i've got my period. it's gonna be a bloody affair. pink, the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110787114530302047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110787114530302047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110787114530302047' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110762959053752566</id><published>2005-02-06T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T02:53:10.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>somebody help me get this into my head: "he's forbidden property, he's attached, he's taken, he won't like me, he'll never be mine."he really seems flawless. maybe i'm just blind. and the fact that his gf is taking him for granted makes me feel 'ouch'. he deserves better. much as i love his company, i'm afraid of falling too deep. i doubt i can ever find anyone else who can exude as much </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110762959053752566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110762959053752566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110762959053752566' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110750011382799654</id><published>2005-02-04T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T14:55:13.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>am i superficial or superficial? SUPERFICIAL.let's see, 60% looks 40% character. and i say looks are secondary. i can't help it. if looks didn't matter, i'll have too many guys to like? haha.well, someone brought me out of my minor depression and i'm obviously very grateful. i don't know if there are feelings or maybe i'm just suppressing them. i don't want it to happen becos friendship can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110750011382799654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110750011382799654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110750011382799654' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110735493523009900</id><published>2005-02-02T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T22:35:35.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>when a guy rejects a girl, there is only one reason, he is not good enough for her. agreed? NAH! that's the ultimate consolation for myself. i'm not good enough for him i guess. it hurt, it did. it wasn't as bad as i thought it would be, maybe i anticipated it, or maybe this isn't the first. well, at least i've got an answer, i can move on without qualms. i know u'll be reading this sooner or</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110735493523009900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110735493523009900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110735493523009900' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110723554981736656</id><published>2005-02-01T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T13:25:49.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY MAVIS!!hope u enjoy the dinner later at hard rock especially when they spring the birthday surprise of an announcement, hot fudge sundae and a poloroid. "let the bad luck drain with january and let february be a new start.."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110723554981736656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110723554981736656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110723554981736656' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110710043897985332</id><published>2005-01-30T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T23:53:58.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>will feb be a brand new month, with brand new luck and a brand new start?"destined to be a tai tai and NOT work"jobs and LORRAINE have no fate! let's see, i can't get a proper job and even a ONE day waitressing job at suntec goes wrong! for the first time, according to them, they were over staffed. great! basically got paid to do nothing but was bring sent home early, meaning no full payment.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110710043897985332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110710043897985332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110710043897985332' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110658023468597037</id><published>2005-01-24T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T23:23:54.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i had an awesome trip! bangkok airways carrier is smaller than nepal airlines. really shocking. 2+3 seats per row separated by an aisle. samui airport looks like a resort. terminals 1 &amp; 2 are a road across and security is lax.stayed at nova resort. hospitality was good maybe becos we were a 3min drive away from the heart of chaweng beach. the resort was facing chaweng lake instead. headed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110658023468597037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110658023468597037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110658023468597037' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110628223578799212</id><published>2005-01-21T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T12:37:15.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"tonight didn't go cheong ah?"SIGH. word is spreading that i'm a cheongster. i'm not! haven't clubbed the whole of this week. i had a good time yesterday. went to planet fitness at suntec. ooh, the place is huge! attended the body balance class by hayley. it's a taiji and yoga mix. surprisingly quite challenging. then i jogged 3.2km and did some arms toning. i had a 15min busking in the steam</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110628223578799212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110628223578799212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110628223578799212' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110615333793995314</id><published>2005-01-19T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T00:48:57.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's a day to be remembered.all the good is happening maybe because it's my second consecutive week of abstinence from ladies' nite!it should be one of my sacrifices for Lent.off to Koh Samui from fri to sun. cya when i get back!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110615333793995314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110615333793995314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110615333793995314' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110605791825529034</id><published>2005-01-18T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T22:18:38.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear lord, forgive me for i have sinned terribly. let me not hang by the moment and be at everyone else's mercy.please guide me and help me!amen.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110605791825529034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110605791825529034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110605791825529034' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110588710308216148</id><published>2005-01-16T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T22:51:43.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>F U C K .</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110588710308216148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110588710308216148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110588710308216148' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110553472820753078</id><published>2005-01-12T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T20:58:48.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i miss chua khoon wee!! lucky that silly boy smsed me last night. totally unexpected rite? maybe it's because i'm at home on a wednesday night for the first time in a month now. been going ladies' nite and the last was with him. thinking about it, i spent the last 3 days with him before he went to tekong. when i don't club, i tend to eat more. spells trouble! cos the anxiety/high feeling ain't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110553472820753078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110553472820753078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110553472820753078' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110528112084312229</id><published>2005-01-09T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T22:32:00.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this post is specially dedicated to wing hang in hong kong!she complained i haven't been blogging.sorry! i've been busy. hahaz, busy clubbing. since x'mas, i've been clubbing on average twice a week. i set the record this week - thrice!wed: chinablack ladies nite. brought kw there, his last time before going in. met up with khadi and aisyah and a new friend, dino! he's cute! mixed angmoh </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110528112084312229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110528112084312229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110528112084312229' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110459068348043897</id><published>2005-01-01T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T22:44:43.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAAPY NEW YEAR!! 2005 is a brand new start. it will be the time where i take on different roles and gain life experiences. not forgetting my entry to uni. i'm a grown-up. i'm gonna get to drive too. i feel old.anyway coccolatte is really not bad. although initially it was M's paradise but it got much better later. maybe they don't have the stamina. best thing was justicia is the door bitch. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110459068348043897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110459068348043897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110459068348043897' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110416795047883165</id><published>2004-12-28T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T01:24:15.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Christmas was a little dull w/o ken C. this year. he had to leave for australia on the eve itself. wanted to club but all weren't for the idea. ended up at home with shawn lim and mum's friends playing a new game which panghao taught and got super high. had to force myself to throw up because i was suffering from indigestion. i had to puke but then again, i do it at least once a year.went for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110416795047883165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110416795047883165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110416795047883165' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110346992905880752</id><published>2004-12-19T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T23:25:29.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESSICA LEE HONG!!tired, very tired. exhausted. uan is draining me. we had to do menial chores such as cleaning to ushers. did a little PR as well. enjoyed only that part.the benefits are widening your social circle and get to know a few more eye candies. as u can tell, i've found a new one! he's known as Single EyeLid! his beat-boxing is superb!actually that's the only thing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110346992905880752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110346992905880752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110346992905880752' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110249057342488262</id><published>2004-12-08T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T15:22:53.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm leaving for KOREA in 7 hours!even if it doesn't snow when we reach, i'll get to see falling snow on 12 Dec because it's my birthday! and all those in singapore, remember me while watching Star Awards.my holiday resolution: I MUST NOT PUT ON WEIGHT!!called auntie margaret (mummy's ex-boss) yesterday, she guaranteed me a weekend job already. yay! and it pays well.i'm quite confident </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110249057342488262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110249057342488262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110249057342488262' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110225789546580530</id><published>2004-12-05T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T22:53:42.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>02-Dec-2004 PROM!! at Ritz Carlton.it was glam, glam, glam!! everyone looked so pretty and handsome. it seemed like all of us matured overnight.it was more of a photo-taking session than a Dinner &amp; Dance. perhaps dinner at ritz, dance at chinablack. the crowd was disgustingly huge. sweaty bodies were squeezing on the dance floor. janissa went too! she swopped places with me when we realised</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110225789546580530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110225789546580530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110225789546580530' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110182734896037345</id><published>2004-11-30T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T23:09:08.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haven't blogged for the past few days although it's the hols! recap..i've been out everyday and transport fares are draining my pocket. can't imagine next year when it's adult fare.sunday: was a bad bad day because my whole family was on cold war. however, we went to sitex at expo and bought a new digi cam! konica minolta. yay! my first digi cam, i'm so proud of it though it's not the best </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110182734896037345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110182734896037345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110182734896037345' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110156482897007204</id><published>2004-11-27T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T22:13:48.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A LEVELS are finally officially OVER!!trust me, it is no blessing for me. now i wish i could spend all my time studying rather than facing my family especially my sister who makes me wanna puke at her very sight.she is a incorrigibly disrespectful LESBIAN!! i hate her to the core now. we can only converse ONE pathetic sentence before it turns out to be a quarrel.i think family matters are</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110156482897007204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110156482897007204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110156482897007204' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110130845434317026</id><published>2004-11-24T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T23:00:54.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>is this real?one more day.one more hour to eternal freedom!!congratulate me!physics is quite a goner. f math paper 2 was easier than expected.it's all over.commenting is useless.i have big plans but all shall be on budget.that means my big plans will have to be shrinked.tomorrow, it starts!surreal surroundings. surreal world i'm living in. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110130845434317026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110130845434317026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110130845434317026' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110111713201019917</id><published>2004-11-22T17:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T17:52:12.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a rebellion at home can drive you up the wall. i'll be happy i don't burst a blood vessel anytime soon. at this point, is HATE still too strong a word?anyway, GOOD LUCK for MATH S, PHYSICS 3 &amp; 5 and F MATH 2!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110111713201019917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110111713201019917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110111713201019917' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110111707449828223</id><published>2004-11-22T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T17:51:14.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a rebellion at home can drive you up the wall. i'll be happy i don't burst a blood vessel anytime soon. at this point, is HATE still too strong a word?anyway, GOOD LUCK for MATH S, PHYSICS 3 &amp; 5 and F MATH 2!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110111707449828223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110111707449828223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110111707449828223' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110087608264908444</id><published>2004-11-19T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T22:54:42.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the intense week is finally over! it's a huge relief but there's still physics paper 3 and f math paper 2 next wednesday to worry about. my head is splitting. i keep getting headaches and can't fall asleep at night. i can't wait for it to be all over. day 9 over. 3 days to go, 4 papers left. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110087608264908444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110087608264908444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110087608264908444' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110044394181985903</id><published>2004-11-14T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T22:52:21.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my second night all alone at home. it's a real new experience staying home alone. if not for the As, i'd be swinging till late. actually i'd be in KL now too!i had lots of fun in the pool today. was trying to imitate 'The Flying Fish' from "The Champion". suddenly swimming freestyle feels so good. but first, i got to get rid of that worn out costume. i want endurance by speedo, i also want </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110044394181985903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110044394181985903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110044394181985903' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110026437385156658</id><published>2004-11-12T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T20:59:33.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ATTENTION: ONE MONTH to my BIRTHDAY!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110026437385156658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110026437385156658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110026437385156658' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110018410178200789</id><published>2004-11-11T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T22:41:41.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's Deepavali! i have to say that North indian guys are HOT!! their facial features are so sharp and distinct. my current love is qi yuwu (715). i simply adore him. he's my Mr Perfect! his body is fantastic and looks are great. and if it were his real character in the two roles that he played as jiankang and kaiwei, i'll fall head-over-heels.wincent is flying back to indo tmr. there goes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110018410178200789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110018410178200789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110018410178200789' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-110005622319805910</id><published>2004-11-10T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T11:10:23.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>math was easy too! unfortunately, i'm not going to get full marks because of a huge oversight while checking my answers. i smartly changed a correct answer to a wrong one because i forgot about some conditions given. the two papers have been easy so far. is that all cambridge has? bring it on! i'm awaiting challenges. I SWEAR I WAS JOKING! it's just surprising because this batch is supposed to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110005622319805910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/110005622319805910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110005622319805910' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109991739209642958</id><published>2004-11-08T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T20:40:47.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hehe..chem was easy..i'm quite confident of chem now..i'm loving chem! anybody did either either or?aiming for 3As but only confident of getting 2. the miraculous third A has to pop up somewhere. so tmr's gonna be the next confident subject which is math. although my grades in vj has been like shit, i know i can do it!GOOD LUCK for MATH!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109991739209642958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109991739209642958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109991739209642958' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109980484133146605</id><published>2004-11-07T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T13:20:41.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>chemistry paper 3 tomorrow.was looking forward to it initially until yesterday when i realise time is actually running short. revised biochem by making notes. super-duper last minute work. after doing so many chem papers, i conclude that nov 2003 paper 3 is the toughest. is the standard rising? got a little frustration of my chest yesterday when i told my mum how i feel about her attitude </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109980484133146605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109980484133146605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109980484133146605' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109956145040089485</id><published>2004-11-04T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T17:44:10.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i know i'll pass BUT i won't do well.i knew one very important point for the essay but didn't write it in. DIE!! it was in my plan but due to time constrains, SIGH. anyway, GP is finally over. it can be said that part of the worst is over. actually it is only the beginning but after the paper i felt totally rejuvenated. it feels like the rest will be a breeze but apparently not.thanks to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109956145040089485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109956145040089485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109956145040089485' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109939963099659177</id><published>2004-11-02T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T20:47:10.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm scared, worried, tense, a little stressed and maybe even paranoid. 1 day left before the GP exam. after seeing ms oon today, i started to feel the stress that was previously missing. the more she said 'you should be ok', the worse i felt. her words certainly weren't assuring. it's not her fault, it's just me. i will find out how it feels to sit for a paper with almost zero confidence. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109939963099659177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109939963099659177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109939963099659177' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109927617518413531</id><published>2004-11-01T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T10:29:35.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If It Comes, Your So happy, its such a privelge tomake love to someone you Love, Your Horny onlybecause you need to feel that emotion calledLove. Your 40-50% Horny How Horny Are You? brought to you by Quizillachua khoon wee!! how the hell did you manage 100% HORNY?! the test reveals the real YOU!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109927617518413531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109927617518413531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109927617518413531' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109911181681760731</id><published>2004-10-30T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T12:50:16.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"baa baa black sheep . . ."now it seems i'm the black sheep of the family.issue #1.mum does not believe that sis smokes. i told her everything i saw and even found the packs of cigarettes but she chose to believe what sis told her. the cigarettes belong to a friend's friend, she's just keeping it. moreover, she has asthma, therefore, won't smoke. are you buying her story already? mum thinks </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109911181681760731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109911181681760731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109911181681760731' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109896852328907297</id><published>2004-10-28T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T21:02:03.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha oopz! wrong info i gave. too bad! but there really seemed to be a leak of info for chem prac. all the discussions i heard this morning came out. well, it wasn't too bad but i didn't finish QA. got cheated once and again. i couldn't test for sulphur dioxide. my litmus paper didn't bleach and my dichromate didn't turn green. *sobz* there is no affinity between SO2 and me. it happened during </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109896852328907297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109896852328907297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109896852328907297' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109887905255640058</id><published>2004-10-27T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T20:12:21.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there seems to be a leak of information for chemistry practical. it could be a rumour or it could really be true. just take it that i'm rather intuitive (because i do not want to re-do the prac if moe finds out), organic chemistry is most likely to come out. no harm paying more attention to it, all you lucky blog readers.GOOD LUCK for CHEM PRAC!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109887905255640058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109887905255640058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109887905255640058' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109880397817192398</id><published>2004-10-26T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T23:19:38.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today is a fine day.HAPPY BIRTHDAY KENNETH!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109880397817192398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109880397817192398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109880397817192398' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109868531392588551</id><published>2004-10-25T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T14:21:53.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>one word to describe the prac: SWAY!!for the 1st expt, the clamp couldn't be screwed onto the retort stand cos the screw was screwed up! changed equipment. everything was going on well except that i had to calm myself down before displacing the magnet to oscillate so that my hand wouldn't tremble so badly. 10 min before the swop, i realised i plotted the wrong axis. plotted x/cm instead of lg(x</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109868531392588551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109868531392588551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109868531392588551' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109861546038138111</id><published>2004-10-24T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T19:14:41.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i figured what is wrong with me, simply PRE-menstrual syndrome. it's due sometime late next week i think. actually i don't know. i don't bother keeping track. let nature take its course. erpz! i think that was quite crappy but what do you expect? i've been home alone the WHOLE day and the furthest i went was 10 steps out my door to hang the clothes. mum and sis are in JB, bro is at his </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109861546038138111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109861546038138111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109861546038138111' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109853846169148460</id><published>2004-10-23T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T21:34:21.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>deleted the earlier post. i'm a happy girl! i cannot afford to have all my entries whining and complaining and seemingly depressing. the fact remains that i was damn upset just now. over nothing? or over something? i ate ice cream because of that and chocolate. ultra sinful! chocolate is really an anti-depressant and it works real fast. or maybe it's working psychologically. confidence booster!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109853846169148460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109853846169148460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109853846169148460' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109844239856674692</id><published>2004-10-22T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T18:53:18.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just got back from rj's openhouse. hmmm what can i say? the atmosphere wasn't too lively, the performances were nice but on the whole it isn't as "hot" or "fun" as compared to vj. maybe i expected a little more from rj. or it could because they're shifting so why bother. i'm very tired. tired from all the waiting. it seemed like an endless wait. just when we were about to go for lunch at ghim </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109844239856674692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109844239856674692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109844239856674692' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109817816251762688</id><published>2004-10-19T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T17:34:53.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My computer's going to die!! Everything is lagging. Stupid computer!!Anyway, I had a good laugh on sunday afternoon while reading HER blog. She admitted that she can't socialize which is oh-so-true. Always remember her as ken's gf who clang onto him the entire night. And she doesn't bother to attempt conversations with other people. At least I was nice and tried to talk to her over dinner. Too </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109817816251762688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109817816251762688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109817816251762688' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109794415941938744</id><published>2004-10-17T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T00:29:19.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just got back not too long ago from shawn's welcome-home-cum-bdae party. it was kinda boring because it was almost all army talk. luckily denise and i had each other for company. ken brought his gf and she was sticking to him thru'out the night. sorry to say this but her real person does match her blog - childish. my perception of undergraduates are of a much higher standard. well, denise said </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109794415941938744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109794415941938744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109794415941938744' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109784806029925200</id><published>2004-10-15T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T21:47:40.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>15/10/04: farewell assembly for vjc's 2003 batch.seemed like another day of celebration. school gave us ice-cream. juniors bought pizza for us. got to eat the buffet catered for the teachers because there was a lot of leftover. concert was great! sharmir can sing! and the pianist is cute! i realise soccer guys are rather talented. enjoyed myself on the whole today. had sex education at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109784806029925200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109784806029925200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109784806029925200' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109766912806781768</id><published>2004-10-13T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T20:05:28.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've become the ultimate sinner in the family for having a foul temper. and the irony, the cause is the family. so kill me! i'm better off DEAD! at least then i'll be spared of this f**ked up family.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109766912806781768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109766912806781768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109766912806781768' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109733836607883594</id><published>2004-10-09T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T00:15:02.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>maybe i'm cursed.so i found the big obstacle before my A levels. the least expected of all - zara toh.there was a firing squad just now.the words exchanged of cos wasn't kind at all.no courtesy spared.now, i'm feeling nausea.it's a mix of rage and sorrow.talking to her makes me stoop to a lower level because she is very childish.i'm not saying that she can't make her point clear but </summary><link rel='edit' 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pondering hard on the course i want to take in the university, subsequently the uni that i will go to. unfortunately, i've reached no conclusion. there are so many push and pull factors. i don't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109724780011465437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109724780011465437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109724780011465437' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109707575687418459</id><published>2004-10-06T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T23:15:56.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>officially the last of day of school in junior college. doubt there will be any tinge of nostalgia whatsoever as i move on with life. hopefully the friends i make will be for keeps. here, i would like to wish everyone ALL THE BEST for the upcoming A level examinations!where do i go from here? will it be nus or smu? suddenly the double degree option offered in smu seems so appealing. honestly, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109707575687418459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109707575687418459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109707575687418459' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109673231864028008</id><published>2004-10-02T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T23:51:58.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"tie a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree..."The Yellow Ribbon Project, to give ex-convicts a second chance. the charity concert was good.performances by B.A.D, Tension, Tay Ping Hui and the ex-cons themselves etc.i believe in supporting this cause.anyway, here is the sms conversation b/w chanks and me."The uan website is finally revamped. check out www.uanworld.com""ok.. thank you.."</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109673231864028008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109673231864028008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109673231864028008' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109646663834437697</id><published>2004-09-29T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T22:03:58.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a memorable day in pulau tekong.this entry is dedicated to my dear couz, the new recruit shawn.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109646663834437697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109646663834437697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109646663834437697' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109638399719347640</id><published>2004-09-28T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T23:08:27.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fact or fiction? so many questions have intrigued my little brain. the challenge to the orthodox christian faith. does what we believe in today more than meets the eye? an association between mary magdalene, the cleansed prostitute who is supposedly of royal blood and jesus, is it justified? the da vinci code was mine in under 12 hours. soon to be, angels and demons.in spite of this, the day </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109638399719347640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109638399719347640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109638399719347640' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109620773167984345</id><published>2004-09-26T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T22:08:51.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>an eventful weekend i would say. tried suki sushi on friday with mingz (finally got to see her after some time), khoon wee and wingz. the day was pretty much about slacking and enjoying.east zone colour awards was held at yuying secondary this year. had to squeeze my poor feet into mum's court shoes. ate with mum at killiney kopitiam (siglap). the mix of butter and coconut milk made me feel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109620773167984345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109620773167984345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109620773167984345' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109595270886141580</id><published>2004-09-23T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T23:18:28.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm proud to say that i MAY pass math S although it might still be an UNCLASSIFIED grade. the best paper thru' out the entire prelims. why? because i'm sitting in there waiting for time to pass without any stress just enjoying myself doing math. i couldn't stop smiling when i watch the hours pass. i guess the invigilators must think i'm mad. anyway, headed for k-box after that with jem to meet </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109595270886141580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109595270886141580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109595270886141580' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109583562276080449</id><published>2004-09-22T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T14:48:03.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it was a dilemma between UNCLASSIFIED or ABSENT. then i decided that i should try my luck and who knows maybe a MERIT will appear. however, now it is a case of confirmed UNCLASSIFIED. of all times, the internet explorer must go cranky. having difficulties to have access to the solutions. maybe it was all fated. should have never tried S paper in the first place. so much for being SPECIAL. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109583562276080449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109583562276080449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109583562276080449' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109575259789177975</id><published>2004-09-21T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T15:43:17.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>guess what? i stumbled onto another blog once again. this is what happens when i'm too free. actually i'm taking a break now. yeap. ken C.'s gf!! my ex-crush, or still a crush, or i also dunno. she's so childish, that's the impression i get from what i read. well, who knows, people out there may think i'm childish too, always complaining and bitching. the next time i see him, which is most </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109575259789177975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109575259789177975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109575259789177975' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109574212404329825</id><published>2004-09-21T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T12:48:44.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ONE last paper, which happens to be F Math. oopz! actually there's still math S. i think that will be 3hours of stoning for me. wonder if i should get an ABSENT grade or UNCLASSIFIED. totally relaxed now. slept the earliest in weeks yesterday - 11+pm. tonight should be sleeping early too.anyway let me talk about my absurd dream on saturday night. it was more a nightmare actually. he got </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109574212404329825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109574212404329825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109574212404329825' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109559798235022231</id><published>2004-09-19T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T20:46:22.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in a blink of an eye, the weekend is gone, again. honestly, i'm in a relax mood already. no sense of urgency that i'm having a paper tmr. plus it's an afternoon paper doesn't make me any more want to pia. basically was out buying stuff and eating the past two days. went to the food fest at suntec on saturday and got soup, pork floss, raisins and prunes. on top of that, tissue was on offer and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109559798235022231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109559798235022231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109559798235022231' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109542885888432092</id><published>2004-09-17T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T21:47:38.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>majorly pissed off now with my mum. yes mother, i did NO work at all. what i do all day is slack. your dinner drops from the sky. no, wait, your dinner comes from your precious two. they are the ones who prepare and cook everything. yes, i coop myself in my room the whole day waiting to be served.i fucking slog my guts out while the other two stroll home and you say i do nothing!is there </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109542885888432092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109542885888432092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109542885888432092' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109513615423953733</id><published>2004-09-14T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T12:34:00.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the past 2 papers were horid. and guess the subjects?MATH and CHEM. oh wow!so that's the end of me.i'm gonna flunk my prelims.and i mean what i say. maybe the class is used to seeing me so stupid, but certainly not friends and relatives.so here i am, meet the REAL STUPID me!HAPPY 11th BIRTHDAY RICHIE BOY!hopefully bro's b-day will see a wind of change for me.now i really do need a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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her client.had crystal jade.saw liza del rosario (s'pore open champion!).was initially supposed to study at the lobby of orchard parksuites but ended up going with mummy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109491425167644304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109491425167644304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109491425167644304' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109487272987549320</id><published>2004-09-11T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T11:18:49.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a bright beautiful saturday morning with the birds chirping and the trees swaying.i am sitting in my room allowing my fingers the freedom on the keyboard. today is the only day in the week that i slept in. woke at 9.15am with relief that the stomach cramps are gone.i think i was having gastric yesterday that started in the afternoon. had sour salad for lunch which i suppose was the spark of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109487272987549320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109487272987549320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109487272987549320' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109465161205128718</id><published>2004-09-08T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T16:26:49.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>two of the most productive days just past. studying with jem is good! focused enough to do papers and someone available to clarify doubts. at my house yesterday and today we went esplanade library. it was freezing! got chased away at 1+ because the self-study policy said so. had lunch at kenny rogers suntec and stayed on thereafter. saw kw at marina square macs with his friend. ivan was there too</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109465161205128718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109465161205128718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109465161205128718' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109448589462578647</id><published>2004-09-06T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T23:51:34.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had lunch with uncle jansen and mav today. it's been a year since he came out and years since i last saw him. he's still the same old nice guy. i believe whatever happened was a moment of folly. you could also say my view is biased because he's been too nice to actually believe it's true. "TIRED OF LIVING." that's his famous phrase and also the first thing he said to me when i met him. heard </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109448589462578647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109448589462578647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109448589462578647' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109443272099864001</id><published>2004-09-06T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T09:05:20.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wasted my entire weekend. totally unproductive.anyway, new photos are uploaded. check out the pretty flowers!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109443272099864001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109443272099864001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109443272099864001' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109430915296072321</id><published>2004-09-04T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T23:11:39.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>chem prac was a DISASTER! oh wait, Disaster does not start with C. i think the most appropriate word: CATASTROPHE. let's see, my titration value is way off, my kinetics self-design is wrong and the chemicals for the self-design QA were too diluted (according to the genuises) that's why there was no visible reaction! so i've got to work doubly, triply, quadraply hard to get my A for chem. my only </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109430915296072321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109430915296072321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109430915296072321' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590310.post-109411683759578591</id><published>2004-09-02T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T17:21:37.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel like crap now.initailly it was the design expt. paper today.i DIDN'T know we had to use a magnet or a.c.and i couldn't get them to stop talking about it which was quite frustrating.the paper's already in the hands of the marker.your fate is sealed, there's nothing you can do anymore.so why harp on it?then it was my sleeping issue.i can't help but fall asleep everyday after 3pm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109411683759578591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5590310/posts/default/109411683759578591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorberry.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109411683759578591' title=''/><author><name>mizzstrawberry</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
