<?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-20029537</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:54:51.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i n d e p e n d e n c e</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20029537/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>linZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553444730442943993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20029537.post-114558482246242809</id><published>2006-04-20T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T19:00:22.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;urggh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i think there shld b a device tt allows us to see when our friends have actually blogged again haha ( guess this applies more to me =þ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im really free now sometimes, at least in the mornings before i go to work, such that i roam the house restlessly looking for &lt;em&gt;housework&lt;/em&gt; to do can you believe that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;sigh. really miss going back to school. like what i tagged in jac's blog, it's the freedom of being NOT responsible for anybody, esp your work ( regardless of teaching, admin, data entry) well you dont have to be able to answer to anyone but yourself... geesh dont we all miss that. that's the irony of things : when we are in school, we wish like hell to get out of that mousey-grey confinement and head out beyond the barb-wired-gates-with-a-hole-at-the-bottom. but when we ARE out in the world, we wish to go back to being a student. ha ha ha. i miss skipping lessons and hiding in the com lab playing little fighter or bridging in class.  i really miss everyone, all my girls. alot. very much alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;speaking of irony, e more you love someone and cant bear to let go, the more he hurts you with a vengence. hey relax this isnt regardin my current state of romance ok, well was just feeling sad for the recent events in the love lives of my girls. sigh. love. pre-historic double-edged sword. age-old problem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20029537-114558482246242809?l=whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/114558482246242809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20029537&amp;postID=114558482246242809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20029537/posts/default/114558482246242809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20029537/posts/default/114558482246242809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com/2006/04/urggh-i-think-there-shld-b-device-tt.html' title=''/><author><name>linZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553444730442943993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20029537.post-114446213812764813</id><published>2006-04-07T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T19:08:59.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;finally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ok finally ive blogged..aft like 3 mths..but dis period reli reli horible and sucky and ive soo much to say over the three mths so ill slowly like update them later alrite? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;e suckiest thing that had happened so far was of cos, getting fired and then havin to find another job..it took me 2 wks worth of running here and there...had &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;14 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;interviews oh man..i dont think any of you here would actually understand how discouraging and terrible it is, to send out your resume to like 100 comapnies and positions ( im not kiddin abt e no.) , and waiting and waiting for their replies...it's like dey dun even bother to tell you whether youre "OUT" or "UNDER CONSIDERATION" . trust me guys, when it comes to finding a job nxt time, what counts aint your acad qualifications. nope, not your first class honours, ur MBa, PhD, PSC scholarships or wadeva, but your work experience + if the employer likes you + whether you're cheap to hire . e.g. i applied for position of a general clerk at TUAS, so bloody desperate was i to get a job that i actually considered workin at a &lt;em&gt;construction site&lt;/em&gt; even as a clerk, but they hired a N lvl fat n obese and super super ugly ( omg i reli cant describe her, she looks like tt &lt;strong&gt;ms turnbull&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;em&gt;mathilda ) . &lt;/em&gt;in short, the two wks worth of running here n there reli blew my whatever -little -self -esteem -and confidence- left -aft -e "you're fired" -episode to smithereens. &lt;strong&gt;KA -BOOM&lt;/strong&gt; just like that. so pls, dont complain abt how boring / tiring your jobs are, because its reli reli reli v lucky and fortunate to feel a sense of security a stable job gives. btw, im workin as a telemarketeer selling insurance now, earning like $60 / mth basic? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;like hell, im fucking pissed now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20029537-114446213812764813?l=whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/114446213812764813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20029537&amp;postID=114446213812764813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20029537/posts/default/114446213812764813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20029537/posts/default/114446213812764813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com/2006/04/finally-ok-finally-ive-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>linZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553444730442943993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20029537.post-113686012148141018</id><published>2006-01-09T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T18:28:46.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Difficult times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;mon, first day of sch aft e wkend, was bad. by "bad", it aint 'gd" or "dunno lorx" or wadvea stupid replies e kids give tt show tt they havent been listening, not interested in my lessons, not willing to learn, or my lessons hav been a failure not to stir up any reactions in e kids. honestli i rather c dem chattin away to another then to c their heads down, polishing their rulers or doodling on their papers, or givin me tt super glaze look tt obviously shows tt e soul has gone a -wondering. it's easier to move a stone wall den to get any response from dem ok. haix it's not i dunwan to give dem games/grp work or wad, but ive got schedules to keep to, lesson plans to make and follow while e HODs keep remindin us of various deadlines. i knoe they r ll tired n remainin attentive in a 70 min lesson aint easy..haix i dunno tink my lessons reli suck. in another 1, i tink my lessons r too diff n i suck at explainin again cos so many of them could not understand despite e various illustrations and examples i had given. trust me, hist is NOT easy to teach. wonder how val is faring over there. mayb its jus tt my lessons reli suck. now i understand how chan kim choo felt when he was teaching us geog in sec4, m reli reli very sorry. know how disheartening it is to c all of ur students blatantly sleeping/ doin hwk for other subjects etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to cap it all,i dunno why some ppl jus cant accept me for who im. in e past it was such tt ppl wanted to rear in my clubbin side i.e get me to b my guai n nerdy self again. however dis time around, sum ppl want me to b a show trophy, constantly remindin me with gentle hints like tuggin at e surplus fats on my tummy all e time,  whispering " tink u shld go exercise", or proddin at e pimples on my face and crackin jokes abt my face being taken for target practise. you said tt i shld b more confident abt myself. how can i, if u choose to shred whatever few strands of self-confidence i have with such remarks? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;m i too sensitive girls? pls tell me if im reli too sensitive ok&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. looks like im doomed for eternity not to be able to be comfortable being who im e way i want to be. alw chafin under e expectations and being how &lt;em&gt;they&lt;/em&gt; want me to be&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; it's reli tirin living a life jus to meet other ppl's expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;things hav reli not been going well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;all e long talks late into e night, all e thrashing sessions have either ended out with nth resolved. all talk, no action. e worthlessness of words. haix. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20029537-113686012148141018?l=whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/113686012148141018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20029537&amp;postID=113686012148141018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20029537/posts/default/113686012148141018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20029537/posts/default/113686012148141018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com/2006/01/difficult-times-mon-first-day-of-sch.html' title=''/><author><name>linZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553444730442943993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20029537.post-113669611037006774</id><published>2006-01-07T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T20:55:10.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OVERWHELMED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ok this is to explain e prev post, my mp3 got stolen by sum f*ing person cos i left in in our rm. hope it's not any student, better to be sum construction worker or cleaner cos i reli dun wan 2 believe tt any students cld hav done tt, esp aft they keep waving and callin out to u with tt reli swt smiles on their faces. geez. my mum sort of comforted/ explained it w e theory of "karma", like i stole e person's thing in my prev life or sth, so well, it's retribution.hope tt e debt is paid n ive repaid all e injustice tt ive done u alrd! this theory may b hard 2 understand for val n cher ya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;aniwae, reli glad tt jac, haha u guys shld reli like c her now, she slips easily to a role of " 'cher" like a fish in water ok..woah i c her reli reli reli more commited n dedicated than ANYTHING before, not even e A's larx. anyway im reli proud to c u reli blossom out like tt haha :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;to cher n val, we reli havent forgotten ull ok, jus like ive left e tags at cher's board..m reli sorry for not pickin ur calls cos i dun bring my hp w me in class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and to my rest of e buddies : ting, wen, hh, pear, fang, kai, sherry, fang wei - i miss u guys lots n lots! wonder how r all of u doin, n i reli dun wanna lose contact w u all jus like tt ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;to my dearest : things will reli work out btwn us, n im sure if bth of us r willing to put in e effort we can get thru this period tgt..aniwae this is reli jus e tip of e iceberg of e rd to come, n if we cant even pass this stage, needless to say abt e future. all i can say is that, my paths in life may be a tangled mess and reli foggy now, but i can see that all my roads r definitely interlinked with yours. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ps.cant wait for pay day!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20029537-113669611037006774?l=whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/113669611037006774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20029537&amp;postID=113669611037006774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20029537/posts/default/113669611037006774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20029537/posts/default/113669611037006774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com/2006/01/overwhelmed.html' title=''/><author><name>linZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553444730442943993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20029537.post-113646604273918189</id><published>2006-01-05T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T05:00:42.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;KNN, CCB, F***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I HATE E STUPID F*CKER WHO STOLE MY MP3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;N &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MYSELF&lt;/span&gt; FOR DOIN ALL E STUPID THINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20029537-113646604273918189?l=whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/113646604273918189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20029537&amp;postID=113646604273918189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20029537/posts/default/113646604273918189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20029537/posts/default/113646604273918189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com/2006/01/knn-ccb-f-i-hate-e-stupid-fcker-who.html' title=''/><author><name>linZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553444730442943993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20029537.post-113629763317347789</id><published>2006-01-03T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T06:13:53.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Year Eve&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;haha, like jac's blog, e esplanade fireworks were super cool..luv dem! jac n i both agree tt e gold splatters of paint were e best of all, n e lovely catherine's wheel whizzzing up to e sky n suddenly bursting into a big fan of sparkles..words cant express e view, too bad no photos to show! aniwae had steamboat tt day w ting n her bf, as well as my sherbert , but gurls, he cant take e mildest ma la tt we all cld larx! tsk tsk..was a nice meal, had lotsa fun :) n den, matchmakin session for val n sher's fren daryl. erm. hm. no comments. mayb e crowd n e heat n e freakin squeeze at e esplanade made evritin sucky?? bud we discovered a walk-in pub, named "LUSH" at one fullerton, go there 2 chill nxt time, cos e ambience rocks!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Day Teaching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;recieved bad news frm cher, said tt their positions at NHSS temp pnli, aft all e trouble in findin jobs. haix. MOE n all e admin stuff reli suck sumtimes. dworry, ll hlp u look out 4 o jobs n u can find o positions too de ok *huGx* . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;meanwhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;at YCSS : woah e place is v MUDDY.. get my hint sia? though i didnt get 2 do any teaching todae cos e sec1s were havin orientation, jac n my o colleagues entertained me w their experiences in class, mostly horrifyin, bet jac ll blog abt it soon lol. we formed a hate list on e white board in a rm all for us, n jac is dt to make it as cosy as possible (acap) , while we live in fear of getting whacked or hated by e ah lians. shall blog abt it more when sch reli starts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20029537-113629763317347789?l=whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/113629763317347789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20029537&amp;postID=113629763317347789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20029537/posts/default/113629763317347789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20029537/posts/default/113629763317347789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-year-eve-haha-like-jacs-blog-e.html' title=''/><author><name>linZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553444730442943993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20029537.post-113560628486981413</id><published>2005-12-26T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T06:11:24.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;xmas 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;geesh sumhow think tt e festivals have lost their significance, meaning, n special feelings associated w each festival as e time goes by. like this yr's xmas for e.g. it was well, just like another ordinary day i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;town was packed, as usual. but sumhow e lightings arent as pretty, and xmas didnt seem as nostalgic/ family-ish/warm/ special/ pathetic as xmases normally go. it was, just normal. which u guys knoe, is worse then being pathetic for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;brief summary of xmas eve: movie ( king kong), dinner of pizza n fried chicken at sherbert's hse, watched games of pool n clubbin at double0 cum 0 bar tgt. e clubbin, was worse then it was at zouk mambo - e music freakingly sucked cos it played retro, n evriwan did e square dance thingy again, e crowd was freakingly old as e uncles n ppl in their late twenties thronged e club. guess i was e youngest there omg. everibodi danced happily to e retro,lost in their little world of retro, while e music tt was blasted was retro. omg. i think if u guys were there, ull wld have immediately condemned e bloody place. half way i really cldnt take it anymore, and this experience totally extinguished anymore desire for future clubbins. feel quite guilty for draggin sherbert frm e rest of his pals cos it really sucked, n we walked all e way frm MS to lao pa sha while he sadistically enjoyed telling me ghost stories of his bmt while we walked through bloody deserted alleys where *those-who-must-not-be-named" seemed to appear any moment.&lt;br /&gt; more like celebratin e seventh month can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway this cutest little black kitten jumped on sherbert's lap ( this is literally &lt;em&gt;animal magnestism )&lt;/em&gt; and just fell asleep there, its body vibratin like some motor as it was practically purrin w contentment :) . sweet . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok, that was all. xmas 2005 came n gone in a flash. get what i mean? sigh. hope cny wldnt b like tt. guess everiwan had a better xmas yup..glad 4 ull- jac, rd ur blog , ting w her mac, cher w ur estee lauder set, hua at her steamboat, val at hk.. hope ul enjoyed it more ok:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway, cheers 2 2005 xmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20029537-113560628486981413?l=whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/113560628486981413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20029537&amp;postID=113560628486981413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20029537/posts/default/113560628486981413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20029537/posts/default/113560628486981413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com/2005/12/xmas-2005-geesh-sumhow-think-tt-e.html' title=''/><author><name>linZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553444730442943993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20029537.post-113508383250724644</id><published>2005-12-20T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T08:50:35.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>liberty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok guys im really sorry i keep changing my blog add, make things such a chore for ull..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really wanna set up a new blog to record e new things of a new chapt of my life - e transition from jc to U, leavin a 1 yr relationship, n def growing up in terms of mindset n thinkin..yay! on e journey to search for who i really wanna be, what i really want to do, hence this name!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno guess im really a restless wonderer, true to my horoscope - e sagittaurus i.e. centaur, alw exploring n needing to think alot abt life and e o abstract things i guess..but i think tt sometimes, too much thinkin will onli lead to more doubts and uncertainties, which CAN be unreal and exaggerated fears..geesh i dunno..but dun u guys felt sth like tt b4?? like sth restless inside u..u wanna go out n search 4 meaninig, not contented w wadeva life u hav now.. or mayb worse, jus drifting, leaving day to day, with short term mediocre goals, unable to break free for e unless monotony that u lose track of e &lt;em&gt;larger picture&lt;/em&gt;..but what is e larger pic exactly??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i guess that was 1 reason i broke up w jiesheng..e memories will b there, jus like what e others had left and moved on..of cos there r others, such as i c no future w him long term, n his char cumtimes reli make me jus give up on tryin to cont or communicate w him..but haven been single for a long time, n haven e time to jus sit there and like reflect on things yup? like what do i exactly want?? geesh. another addition to e unanswerable mysteries of e universe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20029537-113508383250724644?l=whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com/feeds/113508383250724644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20029537&amp;postID=113508383250724644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20029537/posts/default/113508383250724644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20029537/posts/default/113508383250724644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whoireallywannabe.blogspot.com/2005/12/liberty.html' title='liberty!'/><author><name>linZ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553444730442943993</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
