<?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-15506166</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:42:12.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear with me while i make sense of things</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-114860309300079280</id><published>2006-05-26T08:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T15:40:29.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Heartbreak - Goodbye, a final say. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend's going through a break up and this is what she wrote; &lt;br /&gt;Do you think it's important to have closure? I think it is, &lt;br /&gt;and we find it in our own different ways. &lt;br /&gt;My friend wrote it all out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's painfully heartbreaking for those of you who have been through &lt;br /&gt;something like that i'm sure you'll understand, i do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"If I could describe the sound of heartbreak, it would be the deathly silence that surrounds the unending reruns in a movie of wasted romance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understanding eludes even as the mind searches and sifts and needs, a shadow dark and muted rests and covers the broken shards inside. A Wednesday - not unlike any other day in the middle of every other week - yet it is forever marked as symbol of the day we fell. A mockery perhaps, 10 minutes in one day and a sorry that rings with no answer. Only silence on the other end of the line, a quiet of disbelief as you walked so boldly, coldly and dare I say … rudely - into self-centeredness . Yet I can only wish you well. It is one thing losing a person to everything else, it is another losing a person to the person themself. Where did you go? How did you leave? When? Why? It is so quiet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be angry but a desert of emotions reigns supreme. Mindlessly numb I wait for sweet slumber. I hold the remote but I can’t turn this off - this gray static of nothingness without a hint of the usual hiss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you lie? How much did you lie? Were you still lying to the last second? Were you afraid of the truth or has there been no truth of late? Are you just fickle? Yet why did I feel so warm from your touch and why did you and everything you did and said feel so real when we were shamelessly bare and vulnerable? I’ve been climbing your endless wall for every layer of brick I conquer, you build another for my defeat. Partly, fully or maybe none of it was a fault I gave birth to, but if so I have been punished. Rerun after rerun after rerun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cling to a maybe that it is not for a lack of love like you yourself said, but how do I forgive your abandonment of it? Your tears, my tears a whirlpool of regrets and drowning of faith. My stifled cry it does not reach the depths of your apathy … so strong you are. You said I taught you to love yourself, but I did not teach you to be selfish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I do cry, I grieve for the us that soared in its own magical poetry. Your smile, your voice just you. Who are you now? You don’t know the answer to that either. It’s just silence. When I rage, I am angry you ran instead of tackled. When I love, I still love no matter that your hand isn’t here for me to hold anymore, because love is not about preconditions, it is supposed to be greater than all that … and that is why when it fails to transcend I cling on to hope. When I hope, I hope that this love I have given was not in vain and that it had touched you somehow … and now though I struggle, it is with love that I wish you well and hope that you fly and find the peace within that you are so desperately seeking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am but human and I have a heart that is ill from the your unintended poison. I will one day hopefully find my own peace with this. But I deserve. I deserve and I deserve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my painful goodbye. For now. Forever. To love. I tried my best." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-114860309300079280?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/114860309300079280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=114860309300079280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/114860309300079280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/114860309300079280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2006/05/heartbreak-goodbye-final-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-114069224479224660</id><published>2006-02-23T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T18:57:41.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's a Vicious Cycle...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-114069224479224660?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/114069224479224660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=114069224479224660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/114069224479224660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/114069224479224660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-vicious-cycle.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-114059651429821413</id><published>2006-02-22T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T16:21:54.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Someday"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the hell did we wind up like this?&lt;br /&gt;Why weren't we able, to see the signs that we missed&lt;br /&gt;And try turn the tables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you'd unclench your fists, and unpack your suitcase&lt;br /&gt;Lately there's been too much of this&lt;br /&gt;But don't think it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's wrong, just as long as&lt;br /&gt;You know that someday I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, somehow&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make it all right but not right now&lt;br /&gt;I know you're wondering when&lt;br /&gt;(You're the only one who knows that)&lt;br /&gt;Someday, somehow&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make it all right but not right now&lt;br /&gt;I know you're wondering when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'd hope that since we're here anyway&lt;br /&gt;That we could end up saying&lt;br /&gt;Things we've always needed to say&lt;br /&gt;So we could end up staying&lt;br /&gt;Now the story's played out like this&lt;br /&gt;Just like a paperback novel&lt;br /&gt;Let's rewrite an ending that fits&lt;br /&gt;Instead of a Hollywood horror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's wrong, just as long as&lt;br /&gt;You know that someday I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, somehow&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make it all right but not right now&lt;br /&gt;I know you're wondering when&lt;br /&gt;(You're the only one who knows that)&lt;br /&gt;Someday, somehow&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make it all right but not right now&lt;br /&gt;I know you're wondering when&lt;br /&gt;(You're the only one who knows that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Solo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the hell did we wind up like this?&lt;br /&gt;Why weren't we able, to see the signs that we missed&lt;br /&gt;And try to turn the tables&lt;br /&gt;Now the story's played out like this&lt;br /&gt;Just like a paperback novel&lt;br /&gt;Let's rewrite an ending that fits&lt;br /&gt;Instead of a Hollywood horror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's wrong, just as long as&lt;br /&gt;You know that someday I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, somehow&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make it all right but not right now&lt;br /&gt;I know you're wondering when&lt;br /&gt;(You're the only one who knows that)&lt;br /&gt;Someday, somehow&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make it all right but not right now&lt;br /&gt;I know you're wondering when&lt;br /&gt;(You're the only one who knows that)&lt;br /&gt;I know you're wondering when&lt;br /&gt;(You're the only one who knows that)&lt;br /&gt;I know you're wondering when&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-114059651429821413?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/114059651429821413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=114059651429821413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/114059651429821413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/114059651429821413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2006/02/someday-how-hell-did-we-wind-up-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-114059515419722947</id><published>2006-02-22T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T15:59:14.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bloody relaxants are causing me gastric pain. &lt;br /&gt;It hurts - i ended up sleeping for 45 mins, and then waking up. &lt;br /&gt;Now i'm dizzy and in pain, and wobbly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body's breaking down, and it's trying to tell me something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm just refusing to 'listen' to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-114058939859888680</id><published>2006-02-22T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T14:23:18.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sitting here waiting for the effects of 2 muscle relaxants to kick in... &lt;br /&gt;My back hurts like hell, and i've yet to get that appointment with that chiropractor / therapist my uncle alan raves about... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the muscles actually get relaxed among other things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is twisted, in all sense of the word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-114058250114194254</id><published>2006-02-22T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T12:28:21.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ever felt so overwhelmed with feelings / emotions and the lack of time that at the end of the day when you go and try and sleep you actually feel NUMB?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes when I seem distant and out of touch; &lt;br /&gt; remember that I'm not. &lt;br /&gt; I hold you close to my heart, even on those days &lt;br /&gt; that i forget to tell you so." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm numb... was going through old stuff cos I'm in the process of packing up my room, (will be redoing my room so all the hacking will have to take place), and I've aged tremendously, emotionally I'm drained. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for taking this last holiday of mine to recharge - I'm so tired you have no idea. And STILL there are things yet to be done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those days when going out was just fun - just plain fun without a care in the world, and when we do go out it's really just to enjoy the company and time spent... these days time seems to be flying by, and even with the time that's available it's all pretty empty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i going through some 1/4 life crisis or something? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always had the sneaking suspicion that i'd die young, so maybe this could be my midlife crisis. *some people would love to slap me right now for talkng / thinking like that - but it's true, I've always had the idea that i'd die young, maybe that's why i do things impulsively at times* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say live for the moment - is it really that great a thing to live for the moment? What about the future - if you just enjoy the moment and there's no plans for the future what do you do when reality bites?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i should spend more time with my family; as much as in comparison to others I do already spend a lot of time with them, it's just different, we've always been close, though there are a lot of things that i keep from my parents, but essentially i'm always there for them. Hope they know that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone said to me today that my priorities just dont seem to be right... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i take a lot of things for granted; &lt;br /&gt;I think that behind this projected image of being able to handle things, i am shit scared of what's gonna happen. &lt;br /&gt;I think I dont' know what i want and I'm just getting by. &lt;br /&gt;I think I think too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-114058250114194254?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/114058250114194254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=114058250114194254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/114058250114194254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/114058250114194254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2006/02/ever-felt-so-overwhelmed-with-feelings_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113884995389898412</id><published>2006-02-02T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T11:12:33.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh had to say goodbye to my Alfa 156. Have been driving the new car 166 around, but have yet to take come pics of it, will do so soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;156 i bid thee farewell... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_3815.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_3822.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113884995389898412?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113884995389898412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113884995389898412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113884995389898412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113884995389898412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-had-to-say-goodbye-to-my-alfa-156.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113884983644973378</id><published>2006-02-02T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T11:10:36.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tuesday - 21 January 2006 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clara's friends came over to "bai nian", our dear Ms Kristel Wang mananged to lock her car keys in the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and i managed to break into the car with the use of a wire like hook, and the following are some pictures to show for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course dad had the magical touch lah huh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_3892.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_3891.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_3893.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, CNY has been hectic, my gambling luck hasnt been good, im still recovering from a cough bug, and i've got 3 weeks more in Spore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time Flies and I'm hating it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113884983644973378?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113884983644973378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113884983644973378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113884983644973378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113884983644973378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2006/02/tuesday-21-january-2006-claras-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113855220714309921</id><published>2006-01-30T00:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T00:30:07.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well Folks - Happy Chinese New Year to those of you who celebrate it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy that's for sure - ask me when you see me and i'll tell you all about it... Time has just been passing WAY! too fast! I've got less than a month left in Spore. "why does this clock seem so alive?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a funny cough like bug going around in my system, and am on Antibiotics. That means no drinking for the time being lah huh... Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY is just such a busy period for my family and i - we covered a few houses today, and tmr is another long day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all of you guys! &lt;br /&gt;And may you have a prosperous and blessed new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113855220714309921?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113855220714309921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113855220714309921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113855220714309921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113855220714309921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2006/01/well-folks-happy-chinese-n_113855220714309921.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113855220732174774</id><published>2006-01-30T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T00:30:07.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well Folks - Happy Chinese New Year to those of you who celebrate it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy that's for sure - ask me when you see me and i'll tell you all about it... Time has just been passing WAY! too fast! I've got less than a month left in Spore. "why does this clock seem so alive?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a funny cough like bug going around in my system, and am on Antibiotics. That means no drinking for the time being lah huh... Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY is just such a busy period for my family and i - we covered a few houses today, and tmr is another long day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all of you guys! &lt;br /&gt;And may you have a prosperous and blessed new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113855220732174774?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113855220732174774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113855220732174774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113855220732174774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113855220732174774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2006/01/well-folks-happy-chinese-n_113855220732174774.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113855219735102108</id><published>2006-01-30T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T00:29:57.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well Folks - Happy Chinese New Year to those of you who celebrate it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy that's for sure - ask me when you see me and i'll tell you all about it... Time has just been passing WAY! too fast! I've got less than a month left in Spore. "why does this clock seem so alive?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a funny cough like bug going around in my system, and am on Antibiotics. That means no drinking for the time being lah huh... Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY is just such a busy period for my family and i - we covered a few houses today, and tmr is another long day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all of you guys! &lt;br /&gt;And may you have a prosperous and blessed new year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113855219735102108?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113855219735102108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113855219735102108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113855219735102108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113855219735102108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2006/01/well-folks-happy-chinese-new-year-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113802584247256588</id><published>2006-01-23T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T22:22:46.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIFEHOUSE - YOU AND ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What day is it? And in what month?&lt;br /&gt;This clock never seemed so alive&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep up and I can't back down&lt;br /&gt;I've been losing so much time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the things that I want to say just aren't coming out right&lt;br /&gt;I'm tripping on words&lt;br /&gt;You've got my head spinning&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to prove&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;There's something about you now&lt;br /&gt;I can't quite figure out&lt;br /&gt;Everything she does is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Everything she does is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;and me and all of the people with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to prove&lt;br /&gt;And it's you and me and all of the people&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What day is it?&lt;br /&gt;And in what month?&lt;br /&gt;This clock never seemed so alive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113802584247256588?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113802584247256588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113802584247256588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113802584247256588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113802584247256588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2006/01/lifehouse-you-and-me-what-day-is-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113763963383109538</id><published>2006-01-19T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T11:00:33.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kevin (once again yes) - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 166 will come in metallic greyish with cream (white) leather interior, it does look very classy and elegant indeed. Totally different look as compared to my current 156 with sporty black interior, and the seats has red stitching as the trimming. Ooh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway - the Citron C4 haha funky! I test drove the 325 as well, it was zippy, but doesnt have the pull of the Alfa Engine (unless you're talkiing about the M3 / M5 la), and that's what appeals to me. dropping down to 3rd gear on the highway, stepping on the throttle, feeling the surge of power.... ooh! You dont' quite get that from the Bmws or any other car within the same category per se. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfa Engines are truly sublime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 166 gearbox is rather disappointing cos it's only a 4 speed transmission, i feel that it's inadequate for a 3.0L car. But oh well. the drive is still good. Road holding is steady as usual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wanted the 159 as well but it's coming in SO LATE! So we'll settle for the 166 first lah, tho the 159 DOES LOOK Gorgeous. Am looking forward to the Brera tho'... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok out for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113763963383109538?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113763963383109538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113763963383109538&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113763963383109538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113763963383109538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2006/01/kevin-once-again-yes-166-will-come-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113737288012083094</id><published>2006-01-16T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T08:54:40.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Kevin&lt;/strong&gt; - let me clarify. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my 156 has been giving me some problems with the Selespeed gearbox to the extent that it's a safety hazard. Imagine, i can be making a 3 point turn, and get stuck right in the middle of it. ie: it's impossible to engage into gear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having written a detailed complaint letter to Euroauto, they've decided to compensate us by replacing our 156. And as we've lost faith in the Selespeed technology, the other 2 alternatives were: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Alfa GT 1.8L Manual - OR &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) 166 - 3.0L Auto &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my mum had already got the 630 Convertible, we didnt' want another 2 door car in the house, and therefore opted for the 166 over the GT. Although i was looking forward to driving the manual GT. only drawback is that the 1.8L engine was a tad bit underpowered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 166 is for me temporarily - we'll have to get another car end of the year, to replace the old 164 that we have, so maybe then we'll look at the Brera! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all's good with you! Take care now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113737288012083094?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113737288012083094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113737288012083094&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113737288012083094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113737288012083094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2006/01/kevin-let-me-clarify.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113687334638926925</id><published>2006-01-10T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T14:09:06.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had to go to a shop at Scotts yesterday to exchange a shirt for my mum. THey had given her the wrong size. While i was there, the lady who i was talking to was just oh so annoying, and for a minute i lost my cool. Took a deep breath and spoke really slowly to her and finally got the thing done. After which i thanked her and went off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning i was quite a grouch at the breakfast table; so mum asked me whether i had done the exchange, i said yes - and related to her the situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum looked at me and said, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cheryl, you have to be more patient with people, these are only salesgirls you know, don't expect too much from people, you just gotta let it go." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I frowned at her and said, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you mean they're just salesgirls, it's a very simple request what, exchange and give me back the correct size that i wanted. what's so hard to understand about that...." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum cut me off and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i know but If you expect too much from people you're just gonna stress yourself oout over things that are beyond your control. and im worried for you cos you're just gonna be very stressed out, sometimes you just gotta be more patient." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shut up after that and continued to read my papers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i already know that i expect too much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it better to have "no expectations, and thus no disappointment?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if people dont' expect anything from you, isnt' that rather sad, cos that kinda implies that they dont' see you 'good enough' to handle stuff? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok im in that pensive reflective mode today, i swear it's the fucking weather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113687334638926925?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113687334638926925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113687334638926925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113687334638926925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113687334638926925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-had-to-go-to-shop-at-scotts.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113673463768071275</id><published>2006-01-08T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T23:37:17.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh btw getting a new car, it's arriving 23rd Jan just before chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;So for those that have sat in my current Alfa 156 (Black) - do bid it farewell, I'm rather sad cos this new car ain't as zippy... and it's bigger... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(it's more powerful, but the drive is more comfortable, so i guess you passengers won't be subject to my crazy antics where you get flung around the backseat) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/166.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113673463768071275?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113673463768071275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113673463768071275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113673463768071275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113673463768071275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2006/01/oh-btw-getting-new-car-its-arriving.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113673418079479362</id><published>2006-01-08T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T23:29:40.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been MIA i know, and Zen i apologise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a crazy past week! I don't know where to start. I can't even if i wanted to. It's a brand new year, I'm trying to fully optimise my time this holiday, but i think i'm not doing too good a job... have yet to get my resume settled yet. Fuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me is dreading applying, part of me just can't wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused - it's a new year and i'm confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna just enjoy everything at this moment, and stop thinking for a while and just Do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Someone told me that i think too much about stuff - i agree* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113673418079479362?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113673418079479362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113673418079479362&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113673418079479362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113673418079479362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2006/01/ive-been-mia-i-know-and-zen-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113610155416436245</id><published>2006-01-01T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T15:45:58.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy New Year Folks! Hope all of you had a good New Year's Eve celebration... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was / still kinda am down with a stomach flu. =( So the party at my place was really hard to get through, cos i could barely speak, yes poor little weak Cheryl. Its not very often you hear that, but it was true, I was really not functioning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad has a funny view on how sick i was, here's the conversation that took place this afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad: &lt;/strong&gt; Are you feeling any better today Cheryl? Here's some water, a toast to good health... Last night you looked like you were half dead, like a car trudging along on 3 cylinders, today looks like 4 so take care ok... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheryl:&lt;/strong&gt; Ok thank dad, still a bit nauseous, but alright haha 3 cylinders. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mum:&lt;/strong&gt; How many cylinders are you Cheryl? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad &amp; Cheryl (in UNison): &lt;/strong&gt; V6 engine man! 6 cylinders!! damm powerful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok for those who aren't familiar with car lingo, most cars have a V4 engine, with 4 cylinders, Ferraris have a V8 (8 Cylinder engine) and other mor powerful ones even have V10 engines. OK enough about that, just thought it was funny how my sees me as a Car. *thankfully a high performance one* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thoughts - "As long as the company is good, you can be anywhere and still have a great time!" We may all know that at the back of our minds, but sometimes if after a night / day out, certain things make you realise that even more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sick was I - OOh sick man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at Rouge on Friday night, with Weeds, Ruozhi, Wonderline, Pam, Xiaoxi... having already had a good round of drinks prior to that, (where i've learnt the most ridiculous drinking games... Ie: What/ Who/ Huh!!!??? &amp; Shoot -Tee!Tee!Tee!), I was not spared any mercy from Widya who had got 2 bottles of absolut, and we all had to have a great load of drinks man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the night around 3, i was pretty much gone, and weeds was kinda enough to send me home in my car, and RZ followed us so that Weeds could be sent back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up the next morning at 7-ish, and had a massive attack of diarrhoea, then went back to sleep, and within an hour had to throw up. intially i thought it was a Hangover, but after having spent the entire morning curled up like a ball, breaking out in cold sweat and having had to to vomit (12 TIMES!!!) and Shit (9 Times!!) i knew it couldnt' be a Hangover. So i finally trudged downstairs at 2 pm, and my Grandma took one look at me and told me to see a doctor immediately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clara drove me, and unfortunately all the Docs were closed, so i had to settle for a Pharmacist, really didnt wanna go to MT Alvernia. Anyway, got some medication and went back to rest. Was down the whole day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt' even stand being around the smell of food, it would send me straight to the toilet bowl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh another random thought: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam once asked me this question - &lt;br /&gt;"If you had to shit and vomit at the same time, which one gets the toilet bowl priority?" (well it was something to that effect la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being rather amused, i looked at her as she had the most random and out of point questions to ask, but replied, well i guess I'd shit into the toilet bowl, cos vomit ain't so disgusting to clean up from the floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i had to actually make a conscious decision yesterday, so my solution, was to... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit on the toilet bowl, and hold this dustbin (with a plastic bag obviously) on my lap so that i could deal with the "situation(s)". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so that's pretty much all that has been going on with me, do hope that i get back to my normal mode soon k. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all of you have a Happy and Blessed New Year! And may we all continue to savour life's moments and take things in our stride, and enjoy the COMPANY and Journey called life that we're all travelling along... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113610155416436245?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113610155416436245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113610155416436245&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113610155416436245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113610155416436245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year-folks-hope-all-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113577471888854719</id><published>2005-12-28T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T20:58:38.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met up with Ms Ho today to collect my present, the infamous one that has been the cause of a lot of grief for me. Haha! It's a calender that contains &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 Photos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;of sam, me and various friends... But Sam thanks It's a lovely gift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3798.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_3798.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_3797.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Sam - see my jeans ARE REALLY Size 26 - But i swear it's the cut lah. Just had to prove my point haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_3799.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113577471888854719?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113577471888854719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113577471888854719&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113577471888854719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113577471888854719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/12/met-up-with-ms-ho-today-to-collect-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113571156397584107</id><published>2005-12-28T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T03:26:04.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BAck from Langkawi - too many pics, here's a little first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol and dad got to feed a manta ray - i thought that sticking my hand into it's HUGE ass mouth was a tad bit too scary. THat's dad's hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_3713.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A visit to a Kelong (fish farm) where you get to catch your own fish for lunch. That's a seabass Dad's holding - see the faces of contentment, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man, a Fish and his woman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_3677.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a candid shot taken while we were waiting for dad to catch our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_3662.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family on our Mangrove Swamp boat trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_3738.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to spend Christmas, we were having a Mangrove Swamp tour, followed by some reef fishing, this time round i'm holding on to our catch, 22 relatively small fishes, but oh wel it's still something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_3739.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113571156397584107?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113571156397584107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113571156397584107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113571156397584107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113571156397584107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/12/back-from-langkawi-too-many-pics-heres.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113523697825266268</id><published>2005-12-22T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T15:36:18.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Will be away for Christmas... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyone who's reading this blog - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed and Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113523697825266268?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113523697825266268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113523697825266268&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113523697825266268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113523697825266268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/12/will-be-away-for-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113504315847923146</id><published>2005-12-20T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T09:45:58.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updates: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weilin's back for good! She permed / dyed and cut her hair all for the disgustingly extravagant amount of $370!! I so WILL NOT spend that amount on my hair. &lt;br /&gt;But then again, my hair's so short - grow will you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jade aka Pam has also cut her hair short - it's now about chin length. &lt;br /&gt;And she does look somewhat more mature. Honestly folks, it's a nice sassy cut, but my dear friend looks much older than me. I now have to stop dressing like a bum and perhaps even throw on some corporate wear when we go out man. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear yogi is gonna cut her hair later, i have a feeling she's gonna cut it REALLY short again. It is the week of new hairstyles - too bad i'm lagging behind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna read that NKF scandal report now - How interesting is my life man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113504315847923146?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113504315847923146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113504315847923146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113504315847923146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113504315847923146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/12/updates-weilins-back-for-good-she.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113498310207242282</id><published>2005-12-19T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T17:05:02.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i look like i'm gonna explode... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_0127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_0127.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored i need more photos -maybe i should bring my camera out more often. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113498310207242282?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113498310207242282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113498310207242282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113498310207242282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113498310207242282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-think-i-look-like-im-gonna-explode.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113478873221542623</id><published>2005-12-17T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T11:05:32.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holidays are flying by I've been a B.U.M. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's try and recap where i left off - Saturday basically went to Jane's shop with Yogi and got ourselves mani &amp; pedicures; Zen and Gayle are still Shocked! to see my toes. Had the Indian wedding in KL la, too bad no pics to show for that one. &lt;br /&gt;*Mine are the dark purple ones and the other person's feet are Sam's*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_0126.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove up to KL on Sunday after church, it was a rather easy drive, except for the hour's jam at the causeway. The BMW 6 series obviously lacks in the comfort factor as compared to our dear 735i, but i got to drive it woohoo! 180km/h easy man! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving fast on an open highway gives me such a high - like an intensely clear mind with all my senses focused on the road ahead / conditions and what not. I Love iT! &lt;br /&gt;Actually tried Bangra Dancing @ the indian wedding. It really makes you wonder where R&amp;B originated from. The beats were good - an experience la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My alfa is back, fully repaired, and Ah-joo even took the liberty of touching it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Sam Ho on Tuesday in the afternoon at Cafe Cartel in the east, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_0124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_0124.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then headed down later in the night to meet Dawn &amp; David. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week is a Blur - *I'm sorry, it's been rather fast and uneventful* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played a solid 2 hours of badminton yesterday with Carol, her friend Jo, and Pam aka Jade. &lt;br /&gt;*Ouch I'm aching* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Yogi, Zen and Gayle @ Paulaner last night - the music was good - the band was not bad indeed. I think i might have just found my replacement to Wala's. &lt;br /&gt;It was a good night, Jade actually joined us later around 1130 and we all ended up going to Attica. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd was rather disappointing - Boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways i swear I've lost my energy to go clubbin man, maybe cos i was also kinda aching from the badminton game. Maybe I'm just finding excuses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year's coming to an end - time for recollections and thanksgiving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel kinda sad this year though - don't quite know why. Oh well - to better days folks! Out for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113478873221542623?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113478873221542623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113478873221542623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113478873221542623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113478873221542623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/12/holidays-are-flying-by-ive-been-b.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113411563262739770</id><published>2005-12-09T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T16:07:12.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got into an accident last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was turning right just in front of Lau Pa Sat, into Cross Street, and this lorry swerved put of his lane and hit my right rear door. I was just kinda stunned by this crunching sound and this lorry's front coming straight at me. My car apparently spun a little, so i pulled over, and the guy had like approx 8 passnegers sitting at the back of his lorry, some were kids, and they were screaming and crying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly enough, * i love my car so much*, but when i stepped out of the car, i walked over to the lorry, and was actually more concerned with whether anyone was hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well so here she is - my black italian stallion. Will have to replace the entire door, that's gonna cost a bomb, but it's the lorry driver's insurance that will have to take care of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt - INsurance is crucial man. Don't stinge on that, i mean we never know what's gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_3618.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3624.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_3624.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok on a happier note - I've got my results and I'm really satisfied with the end result. It gives you the added confidence that hard work pays off! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to make my day even better, i've managed to plan the family holiday to Langkawi, and with everything settled now, things seem to be falling into place, soon enough i'll be able to truly relax. *can i ever relax? Please dont' let me become my mother* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh this was the pic, that when i showed mum, tellin her to check out how lovely the roast pig looks... and &lt;br /&gt;Mum just smiled and asked " which one?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3597.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_3597.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113411563262739770?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113411563262739770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113411563262739770&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113411563262739770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113411563262739770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-got-into-accident-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113358148579421476</id><published>2005-12-03T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T11:44:45.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bitch of a blogger can't seem to let me uploda my pics - to make an annoying saturday morning even more annoying... this SUCKS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mum is really exasperating me man... This whole holiday thing is pissin me off! &lt;br /&gt;We're suppose to go to japan from 23-31st, but my dad has work and has to come back by 28th, and Clara has dance commitments so she wants to be back by 28th as well. So My dad says cancel the trip to japan cos he's just too tired to travel there and walk the city. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so now mum's kicking up a fuss about HOW EVERYONE EXPECTS HER TO MAKE THE PLANS...so now... I'm kinda stuck dealing with the job of planning the holiday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With her barking at me the whole morning, the whole morning has been SHIT! &lt;br /&gt;I'm taking comfort in the light hearted humour my dad's sharing with me. I'd like to go help him with his cooking in the kitchen but i'm stuck at the comp waiting for email replies from Hotels - Grouchy Cheryl! *roar*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113358148579421476?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113358148579421476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113358148579421476&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113358148579421476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113358148579421476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/12/bitch-of-blogger-cant-seem-to-let-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113358053416538893</id><published>2005-12-03T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T11:28:54.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't even recall what i've done in the past few days / week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Dad's birthday, spent most of my time cooking and at home. Uncle Alan cooked us a nice roast pig (well part of it at least).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showed mum the picture: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nguyen: "Hey Mum look at how nice and brown the roast pig is?" &lt;br /&gt;Nguyen's Mum: "Which one??"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Fetched Clara to sch for her exam ended up waiting in the library for her with Sam / Ruozhi. It was a good day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: Went out shopping with Zen, didnt buy anything, then had dinner with Gayle and Yogi @ Cafe Iguana, good stuff that one. Had a couple of beers from Brewerkz and then headed down to Zouk for Zen's birthday night out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didnt' turn out as "happy" as we all expected; Zen and Paul got into a little fight, Zouk was fucking crowded, most likely due to all the NUS students who had finshed their exams. Grrr! I was most annoyed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought Zen and Wonderline drinks to lighten up the mood, decided that i shouldnt drink, so strangely enough i spent 60 bucks on drinks and didnt' touch a drop. That's bizarre eh - by my standards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rounded up the night with Supper with Jade aka Pam, and Wonderline @ Crystal Jade -Holland V, and then was back home by 3 plus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm old... I'm feeling it... golly me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Can't recall - nothing too much, had brekkie with Sam and Ruozhi @ Macs - Plaza Singapura. Did you know that the Macs @ YMCA had closed down? LOL It was a kinda "HUH??!!" moment when the three of us "suakus" were walking up and down the front of YMCA looking for the Trademark "Golden Arches of Macs", as if willing it to appear right before our eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*See it was raining, and that's why RZ drove us all to YMCA so that we could get some brekkie. It was kinda ironic how we ended up having to WALK all the way to PS and back again just for some Macs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing too much happened that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: &lt;br /&gt;Caught - "A twist of Fate", it wasnt' too bad i'd say. Somewhat hilarious at times. But like Zen mentioned, a tad too draggy at some bits. &lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless a good night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been taking much photos, and thus my "boring blog". OK out for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113358053416538893?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113358053416538893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113358053416538893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113358053416538893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113358053416538893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-cant-even-recall-what-ive-done-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113324470978998275</id><published>2005-11-29T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T14:11:49.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright i'm back its been a while i know, anyway there has been quite a lot of stuff going on. I've been so busy since i've come back, and now Finally after sometime i've managed to sit my ass *fat ass* down and try and attempt to update my blog. Im just thinking that maybe if i keep on rambling i might acutally miss my point and at the end of the day people reading this blog/ post will just shut off and switch to another blog after this fist paragraph. Hmm maybe thats why i prefer posting pics up instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright lets approach this in a systematic way - &lt;br /&gt;I'm currently in SMU Libary sitting with Ms Sam Ho, Ruozhi and T(h)eresa - these three girls have exams and i'm waiting for Clara to be done with her exam so that i can fetch her home later. So killing time sitting here... hmm... very odd but its ok i guess, it's not as if i've got lots more other things to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yesterday was my dad's birthday, and we had the freaking pig again, will post pics up when i'm using my own comp. &lt;br /&gt;Haven't been up to much, just family stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah there's nothing much to blog about without pics - no fun... So i'll go surf the net then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Weilin and Nadia - the two of you overseas, well come back soon k! Just thought of you guys lah - Nads! I had prata this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear this Sam cannnot concentrate on her work man - she's studying AMA - I'm guessin it's Advanced Managerial Accouting? Anyway it has to do with costing, and i swear we have very different study styles - anyway she's going thru my wallet now lucky i' spring cleaned my wallet this morning! hahah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh tmr's Zen's birthday and we're suppose to go to Zouk - let's see whether that materialises. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any ideas how to make Sam Ho Concentrate? But she's smart lah... Maybe i;m the one that needs to concentrate on being a bum... and slackin, after all i am on a holiday. But there's so many things to think about. Oh well. ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113324470978998275?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113324470978998275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113324470978998275&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113324470978998275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113324470978998275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/11/alright-im-back-its-been-while-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113279862405461332</id><published>2005-11-24T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T10:17:04.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a wreck - I'm actually already having butterflies in my stomach for tmr's paper, and shit i'm scared shitless about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms ho and Zen - yes you guys think i study a lot, and that i'm gonna ace it but babes, I'm not kidding when i say it's freaking hard, and i'm worried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no point worrying about it, i'm trying to get whatever i can and link them all them all together. I really need some spiritual intervention here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night i couldn't sleep, but needed to rest nonetheless, tossing and turning, i think i fell asleep while saying my rosary. Maybe thats the calming effect i need. But God only helps those that helps themselves, have i helped myself enough? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised carol to bring her to eat "snow crab" tonight, and i can't postpone it, but the butterfiles in my stomach is rendering my appetite non-existent. How how how? Maybe in 4-5 hours time i will get the hang of it and feel a little better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna try and calm myself and rid my mind of such worries and try and focus whatever's left of my time. I'm on the verge of helplessness and i've NEVER FELT like this in a LONG TIME! Fuck that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113279862405461332?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113279862405461332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113279862405461332&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113279862405461332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113279862405461332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-wreck-im-actually-already-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113248258316599069</id><published>2005-11-20T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T18:29:43.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like a Brat - like a real Brat at times =) &lt;br /&gt;And while i'm in a bratty mode, I'm gonna say, I don't give a shit ahahh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113248258316599069?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113248258316599069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113248258316599069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113248258316599069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113248258316599069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-feel-like-brat-like-real-brat-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113221089834634300</id><published>2005-11-17T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T15:01:38.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*Random pickings - read this somewhere*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greek MASTERCARD WEDDING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta love this guy! This is a true story about a recent Greek wedding that took place in Astoria, NY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was in the local newspaper and even Jay Leno mentioned it. It was a large wedding with about 600 guests...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the reception after the wedding, the groom got up on stage with a microphone to talk to the crowd. He said he wanted to thank everyone for coming, many from Greece, to support them at their wedding. He especially wanted to thank the bride's and his family and to thank his new father-in-law for providing such a lavish reception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a token of his deep appreciation he said he wanted to give everyone a special gift just from him. So taped to the bottom of everyone's chair, including the wedding party, was an envelope. He said this was his gift to everyone, and asked them to open their envelope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside each manila envelope was an 8x10 glossy of his new bride having s..ex with the best man. The groom had gotten suspicious of them weeks earlier and had hired a private detective to tail them. After just standing there, just watching the guests' reactions for a couple of minutes, he turned to the dumbfounded crowd and said, "I'm outta here. You people could stay here and celebrate with that PUT..ANA."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had the marriage annulled first thing in the morning. While most people would have canceled the wedding immediately after finding out about the affair, this guy goes through with the charade, as if nothing were wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His rev..enge: Making the bride's parents pay over $92,000 for a 600 guest wedding and reception, and best of all, trashing the bride's and best man's reputations in front of 600 friends and family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy has ba..lls the size of church bells.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113221089834634300?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113221089834634300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113221089834634300&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113221089834634300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113221089834634300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/11/random-pickings-read-this-somewhere.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113209743050086629</id><published>2005-11-16T07:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T07:30:30.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This a present i sent in the post to Nads in Nottingham - It's the OC Season 2 DVD collection, anyway this is the reason she said Thank you. I've wanted to post the pic up about 2 weeks ago, but then again it'd spoil the surprise for her... &lt;br /&gt;Anyway that funny mate of mine was so excited she, and i quote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i hit the box on my head while squealling in excitement and then kissed it!!! hahaha... and then i stared at it and smiled at it for a few mins.. i must have looked ridiculous!!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha - Anyway REAlly Glad you like it mate, and i'm just thankful that i've met you, and that you haven't already bought that for yourself =) Looking forward to next sem so much, in the meantime I'll hang in there, and you - Well You my my dear, head on down to London and have a GREAT BIRTHDAY WKEND! =) *who knows maybe you'll see the Queen?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_3526.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_3523.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes - i was studying while trying to put that gift together... It was a good breather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yeah - and Nadia, Our chocolate cake! =) Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2634.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2634.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113209743050086629?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113209743050086629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113209743050086629&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113209743050086629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113209743050086629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-present-i-sent-in-post-to-nads-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113206542481093399</id><published>2005-11-15T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T22:37:04.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Introducing Ms JADE TAN MEI QI PAMELA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me she's known as Pam/ Pamela or Buds... BUt she just got Baptised on Sunday and now she would like to be known as Jade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/Img_2423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/Img_2423.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pam - thank me for clarifying your new name ok? hahah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113206542481093399?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113206542481093399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113206542481093399&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113206542481093399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113206542481093399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/11/introducing-ms-jade-tan-mei-qi-pamela.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113205288281068000</id><published>2005-11-15T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T19:08:02.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where does the internal desire to succeed / accomplish come from? &lt;br /&gt;Where does all this ambition come from? &lt;br /&gt;The fire burning from within? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;walking contradiction.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If life's a journey - then there aren't any right answers, we can't predict which choices we have will be the best for us - so we travel along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The optimist will enjoy and savour the moments. &lt;br /&gt;But right now i'm just trying to make sense of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love fine things like cars and food - but i dont' really like getting all glamed up to go partying. I prefer having drinks and good company and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a mess at the moment - and I don't know when I'll pull through. &lt;br /&gt;How long can one go on putting up a front - pretending that everythings' ok...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expectations - some of them come from within, but are influenced by your surroundings. Upbringing, status, friends etc - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i live the life of a 22 year old. &lt;br /&gt;I'm deprived yet very blessed - &lt;br /&gt;I'm happy yet sad at times&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused about where to go, but clear about where i wanna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm...like i said....&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a walking contradiction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113205288281068000?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113205288281068000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113205288281068000&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113205288281068000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113205288281068000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/11/where-does-internal-desire-to-succeed.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113194762311633019</id><published>2005-11-14T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T13:53:43.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nadz - there you go my Nike Shorts; and man i went to the GYM today, and some woman banged into me while she was getting off her machine and i had supoort her MASS resulting in my left calf hitting against something (i dunno what). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've now got a Bruise and it sucks =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless -pics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/Nike%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/Nike%202.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/Nike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/Nike.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113194762311633019?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113194762311633019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113194762311633019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113194762311633019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113194762311633019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/11/nadz-there-you-go-my-nike-shorts-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113166880336293699</id><published>2005-11-11T08:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T08:26:43.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ms Sam Ho says I'm a Geek? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geek: &lt;em&gt;n&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;br /&gt;1) - A person regarded as foolish, inept, or clumsy. &lt;br /&gt;2) - A person who is single-minded or accomplished in scientific or technical pursuits but is felt to be socially inept. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If that's what she thinks - i swear she's wrong haha! So so wrong... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ho - Please find a more apt word for me yeah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113166880336293699?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113166880336293699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113166880336293699&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113166880336293699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113166880336293699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/11/ms-sam-ho-says-im-geek-geek-n-1-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113162743004599344</id><published>2005-11-10T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T21:05:56.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How true is that? haha! anyway i'm kinda awake cos of that damm nap that i took in the afternoon - sigh, need to sleep tmr's another day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: Sweet Talker&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/sweet-talker.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your seduction technique can be summed up with "charm"&lt;br /&gt;You know that if you have the chance to talk to someone...&lt;br /&gt;Well, you won't be talking for long! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're great at telling potential lovers what they want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;Partially, because you're a great reflective listener and good at complementing.&lt;br /&gt;The other part of your formula? Focusing your conversation completely on the other person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your "sweet talking" ways have taken you far in romance - and in life.&lt;br /&gt;You can finess your way through any difficult situation, with a smile on your face.&lt;br /&gt;Speeding tickets, job interviews... bring it on! You truly live a *charmed life*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Seducer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E1E1E1" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E1E1E1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/blue.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are dependable, popular, and observant.&lt;br /&gt;Deep and thoughtful, you are prone to moodiness.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, your emotions tend to influence everything you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are unique, creative, and expressive.&lt;br /&gt;You don't mind waving your freak flag every once and a while.&lt;br /&gt;And lucky for you, most people find your weird ways charming!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/"&gt;The World's Shortest Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#B9D3EE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Life Your Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C6E2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/faces.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are honest and direct. You tell it like it is.&lt;br /&gt;You're laid back and chill, but sometimes you care too much about what others think.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer a variety of friends and tend to change friends quickly.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to dream big, but you worry that your dreams aren't attainable.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/"&gt;How Do You Live Your Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#B9D3EE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C6E2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/seascape.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your natural talent is interpersonal relations and dealing with people.&lt;br /&gt;You communicate well and are able to bring disparate groups together.&lt;br /&gt;Your calming presence helps everything go more smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;People crave your praise and complements.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/"&gt;What's Your Hidden Talent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113162743004599344?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113162743004599344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113162743004599344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113162743004599344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113162743004599344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/11/how-true-is-that-haha-anyway-im-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113162090614945486</id><published>2005-11-10T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T19:08:26.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right – one paper down. &lt;br /&gt;How was the paper?  OVER. Enough said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home, sat down, went the market, decided to buy myself some fish – Mackerel. &lt;br /&gt;Had some plain porridge, pan fried fish, and stir fried spinach. &lt;br /&gt;It’s a cold day today 14 degs and raining. Brrr… was so exhausted (mentally) from the 3 and a half hour paper that I actually succumbed to taking an afternoon nap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mangoes are in season – Gawd! They are sweet alright, just had one and I’m stuffed! Too much lah for one person. &lt;br /&gt;Studied Auditing for 2 hours, now waiting for Law &amp; Order SVU to start in 20 mins. &lt;br /&gt;My damm internet system is down, and that’s why I’m bloggin on Microsoft Word. Will copy and paste it to blogger when I get connected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so full from my damm porridge and the mango – unbelievable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol’s coming next Friday – wonder what we’ll do. Studying a bit for sure considering that the last paper on the 25th is the hardest one for me. &lt;br /&gt;It’s financial accounting theory – think the only person who reads this blog and actually HAS some vague idea of what I’m studying is Ms Sam Ho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentially it’s all empirical studies and theories supporting the usage of financial standards and perhaps future recommendations, and trying to explain why certain standards are better than others. The reason why I’m finding it hard is cos we’ve got approx 35 readings / theories that we have to know, and quote in the exam, and it’s not an open book – just hope that with time I’ll get more familiar with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113162090614945486?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113162090614945486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113162090614945486&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113162090614945486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113162090614945486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/11/right-one-paper-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113153785298839236</id><published>2005-11-09T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T20:04:13.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You would think that after so many years (approx 14 years) of exams we, or at least I would have got the hang of it... They still make my stomach churn, and as much as i know i need to keep myself calm, it's hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, i still remember that every year, i dread yet wish that the exams will fly by - and when they finally do, i think "woah! that was fast..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's my first paper - Taxation Law - 3 and a half hours, starting at 9am. Seat number 552. Those who are religious, do keep me in your prayers man thank you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, please keep my mind focused and calm, and answer the questions concisely and well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113153785298839236?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113153785298839236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113153785298839236&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113153785298839236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113153785298839236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/11/you-would-think-that-after-so-many.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113144646188340110</id><published>2005-11-08T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T18:43:16.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes this is what i'm entertaining myself with... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CDDEFF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Likely a First Born&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/birthorderpredictorquiz/first-born.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your darkest moments, you feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;At work and school, you do best when you're researching.&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone, you tend to agree with them often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In friendship, you are considerate and compromising.&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal careers are: business, research, counseling, promotion, and speaking.&lt;br /&gt;You will leave your mark on the world with discoveries, new information, and teaching people to dream.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/birthorderpredictorquiz/"&gt;The Birth Order Predictor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Somewhat Machiavellian&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmachiavellianareyouquiz/a-little-mach.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not going to mow over everyone to get ahead...&lt;br /&gt;But you're also powerful enough to make things happen for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You understand how the world works, even when it's an ugly place.&lt;br /&gt;You just don't get ugly yourself - unless you have to!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howmachiavellianareyouquiz/"&gt;How Machiavellian Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain's Pattern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a tempered, reasonable way of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to take every new idea in, and meld it with your world view.&lt;br /&gt;For you, everything is always changing. Each moment is different.&lt;br /&gt;Your thinking process tends to be very natural - with no beginnings or endings.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What Pattern Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E6E6FA" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: August 14&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2F2FB"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You work well with others. That is, you're good at getting them to do work for you.&lt;br /&gt;It's true that you get by on your charm. But so what? You make people happy!&lt;br /&gt;You're dynamic, clever, and funny. And people like to have you around.&lt;br /&gt;But you're so restless, they better not expect you to stay around for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your superstar charisma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Commitment means nothing to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Fuchsia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Diamond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: May&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FF9900" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Not Scary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFD79A"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howscaryareyouquiz/not-scary.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loves you. Isn't that sweet?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howscaryareyouquiz/"&gt;How Scary Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE5DE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Sleeping Position Says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFF5EE"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are calm and rational.&lt;br /&gt;You are also giving and kind - a great friend.&lt;br /&gt;You are easy going and trusting.&lt;br /&gt;However, you are too sensible to fall for mind games.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyoursleepingpositionsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Sleeping Position Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slow and Steady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdopeopleseeyouquiz/serious.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They expect you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then usually decide against it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdopeopleseeyouquiz/"&gt;How Do People See You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113144646188340110?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113144646188340110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113144646188340110&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113144646188340110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113144646188340110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/11/yes-this-is-what-im-entertaining.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113144520221422685</id><published>2005-11-08T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T18:26:22.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The more i sit at home and study the more i think back to the past semesters here, and compare them to my current state... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester one - Jul 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam period was spent in the Library studying from 9-5pm plus, with esther and nadia and occasionally Quan. We'd have dinners together after that, and throughout the day we'd have random jokes and bullshit stuff during coffee breaks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester two - Feb 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam revision was mainly done at home, Nad and I would sit at our dining table and just trudge through, taking Lunch breaks, Oprah @ 2pm kinda breaks and the occasional OC Season 1 Dvd session. Dinners were always either delivery/ or i cooked curry and pastas and what not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current semester - Jul 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live alone. I study at home. I have no form of social interaction. I sit there in silence revising my work, and when i'm hungry i have a sandwich and a cup of tea. I try very hard not to take breaks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i think - what the hell? This is such a sucky way to work, with no form of communication whatsoever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt the work is progressing, being cooped up at home, with the piles of books just makes me feel more edgy. geez! I WAnt the next three weeks to FLY BY! Come on!! Hurry Up already! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Thats the shitty part of staying alone... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note - here's the pics of my Juicer - can you figure out how it works?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_3527.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_3528.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113144520221422685?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113144520221422685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113144520221422685&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113144520221422685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113144520221422685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/11/more-i-sit-at-home-and-study-more-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113131876627431451</id><published>2005-11-07T07:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T07:12:46.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm trying to start a healthie lifestyle, and have started substituting Freshly Squeezed Orange Juice for my usual Cup of Coffee. Today is the 2nd day caffeine free,l let's see whether i get all grouchy later on... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take a pic of my funky juicer / press that i bought, soon... Gonna study now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113131876627431451?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113131876627431451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113131876627431451&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113131876627431451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113131876627431451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-trying-to-start-healthie-lifestyle.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113128486352316892</id><published>2005-11-06T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T22:08:06.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You guys know how much i love my Alfa, especially my older one (sad to say this new one doesn't have as great an engine as the 2.5 V6 one i Had)... Anyway many people don't like Alfas, but heres a quote that pretty much sums everything up&lt;br /&gt;Mr Crumbs told me -"i was watching a motoring show online and I think the journalist summed up Alfas perfectly. He said:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "You will experience the emotional rollercoaster of pain, disappointment and agony of owning an Alfa but for that brief moment when everything works and u're on a nice road, they're perfection." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/tag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/tag.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was my healthy scrumptious lunch that day - &lt;br /&gt;Ham &amp; Egg Mayo Sandwich on Poppy seed Bread, with a salad of lettuce / tomatoes/ Corn with a Zesty Lemon and Olive oil dressing... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_3503.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113128486352316892?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113128486352316892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113128486352316892&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113128486352316892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113128486352316892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/11/you-guys-know-how-much-i-love-my-alfa.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113125560149936597</id><published>2005-11-06T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T13:40:01.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok 19 days to go - i hate this countdown shit, but my god my heart is racing, and there's not much to do here to take my mind off things. And i can't either cos it's cruch time and i just have to get through this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Financial Accouting Theory is really messing with my fucking brain - &lt;br /&gt;but since its the last paper on 25th i shall try and breathe and focus on the frist 3 papers, first one is on Thursday!! Taxation Law - another tough one! I'm crumbling.... And i'm stressed... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok just Breathe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113125560149936597?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113125560149936597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113125560149936597&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113125560149936597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113125560149936597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/11/ok-19-days-to-go-i-hate-this-countdown.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113065458380649243</id><published>2005-10-30T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T14:43:03.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Daylight savings has just set in, I've got too much work to do... doesn't help that ONE hour of my life has just been "taken away" from me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning at 830 and decided to go for the 10am Mass at St Francis Xavier. I was expecting DLS to take place already, but when i switched on the tele, the news program stated the time as unchanged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confused - i shrugged it off just thinking perhaps i haerd wrong on the tele yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go down to church, and my my - i'm attending the 11am Mass which has the choir and all, and is 90 mins instead of 45 mins. Oh well fated to pray more i suppose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Gym cos i'm kinda stressed and need to release some pent up energy. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway here's a good quote - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"motivation gets you started - habit keeps you going..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113065458380649243?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113065458380649243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113065458380649243&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113065458380649243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113065458380649243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/10/daylight-savings-has-just-set-in-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113041580411274586</id><published>2005-10-27T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T20:34:07.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Melbourne Uni - one of the top 20 in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;http://theage.com.au/articles/2005/10/27/1130367992544.html&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that mean that I'm gonna get a better chance of getting employed next year? Hahah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watchin this program called "30 days", it's inspired by the Supersize Me film made a couple of years back. This weeks' experiment on some dear Mom is to continue drinking like a college student for 30 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mum's essentially trying to make a point that drinking is gonna kill you, if her teenage daughter continues the way she is. It's crazy how much she's drinking and how she's getting pissed drunk everyday! Its scary and i'm just waitin to see the effects of such a strain on your liver. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this experiment does require weekly doctor check ups and all, so there is actually a medical record of the toil it's taking on her body&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113041580411274586?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113041580411274586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113041580411274586&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113041580411274586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113041580411274586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/10/melbourne-uni-one-of-top-20-in-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113033127602557838</id><published>2005-10-26T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T20:54:36.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know student elections are going on in Uni this past week... So you've got all the students running for "office" and trying to get votes from students. Some of them are just plain rude it's amazing how they expect to get votes. &lt;br /&gt;And i know this is a great deal for human rights and all, like having the freedom of speech, but i'm sure we need to draw the line somewhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See... i was at a Lecture today, and there was one girl who decided she wanted to make an annoucement for her "party" to encourage voting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked the Lecturer if he'd mind if she took up a min or two wiht the mic, he said oh ok go ahead (he's a nice guy this one)... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for students to settle down, she asked him, &lt;br /&gt;"which party do you support?" &lt;br /&gt;He answered her question, and she snapped at him with the following...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What! God you are one of those "xyz-wing" politcally oppressive bastards!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that she stomped off, without making her annoucement. On her way out, cos the lecturer mentioned that student union voting was being carried out at the moment and that he encourages us to partake in it... That crazy girl shouted,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well obviously with a lecturer supporting "xyz"-party, I'm fighting a hopeless cause cos no one cares!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She must have been having a rough day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i've been going to the Gym and I'm pleased with my progress; I've managed to tone up my fat flabby arms, yes there's more to go, but for those who have seen my fat arms in the past, well here's what they are like now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/arm1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/arm1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Zen sent me this pic this evening it was taken i reckon in June? or July? i can't recall but my god i sure look prosperous man... doesnt help that our dear Zen is blessed with her amazing metabolic rate that just burns whatever fat she ingests like Instantly! Well she looks great here - you should have seen her on stage that night! haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/P1010671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/P1010671.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113033127602557838?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113033127602557838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113033127602557838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113033127602557838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113033127602557838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/10/you-know-student-elections-are-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113023631916955412</id><published>2005-10-25T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T18:45:40.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Check out that article... And its' just by Pure coincidence that he's a vietnamese named Nguyen ok... I'm not related to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.theage.com.au/news/opinion/singapores-deadly-sling/2005/10/24/1130006058340.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It's about some Aussie bloke who was silly enough to strap on some heroin and enter Singapore; not surprisingly he got caught, and now the Australians are trying to appeal for the President's Pardon. Singapore is not relenting, and has therefore been criticized for its harsh treatment ie: the death penalty for drug trafficking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's him - Tuong Van Nguyen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/Drugger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/Drugger.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Extract below, especially the LAST paragraph annoys me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;The refusal of a pardon to Nguyen, dictated by the Singapore cabinet, now stands as a stinging diplomatic rebuff to Howard personally and Australia as a whole. And this from a nation that is supposed to be our best friend in South-East Asia and the neighbour with which we have the strongest strategic, commercial and personal links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prime Minister and the Foreign Minister now solemnly shake their heads and lament there is nothing more that can be done. But there is plenty that can be done by Australians who believe state-sanctioned killing — however odious the crime — has no place in a civilised society.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They can boycott Singapore-owned companies such as Optus and Singapore Airlines, they can take their shopping holidays elsewhere, they can protest against the thousands of Singapore military who train on Australian soil and they can start flying to Europe via Bangkok — not a bad idea when a visit to the transit lounge at Changi Airport can finish in a cell at Changi prison."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------end-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;However i am pleased to see that PM J. Howard stands firm in allowing Singapore to punish drug offenders according to their Laws. It's respectful and reasonable. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Mr Howard said he had already done everything possible. He said he was sorry for Nguyen and his family, but that people had to obey the laws of other countries."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Australian Parliamentary Amnesty International Group has also written to members of Singapore's cabinet. Chairman Bruce Baird said the decision was sad.&lt;br /&gt;It is a great shame that a bright young Australian is now likely to pay the ultimate price for a single act of stupidity," he said."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It IS an act of stupidity... too bad for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113023631916955412?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113023631916955412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113023631916955412&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113023631916955412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113023631916955412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/10/check-out-that-article.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113014682399204807</id><published>2005-10-24T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T17:40:24.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Stressed.... &lt;/strong&gt;That's how I'm feeling... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the final week of Uni, next week is the one week study break. &lt;br /&gt;After that is the start of exams - Geez, my first paper is next next Friday. &lt;br /&gt;14 Days more - and I am so stressed I've got so much energy, you know like restless&lt;br /&gt;energy, and i've resorted to hitting the Gym! *Horrified* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become one of those &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"hamsters in a cage' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson be learnt, don't make fun of people, i used to call those folks at &lt;br /&gt;California Fitness "hamsters on their treadmils". - Now i'm just kinda like a&lt;br /&gt;hamster on a Cross Trainer (for those that dont' know, its like skiing sort of)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the case, i'm feeling less restless, and will go shower after i've cooled &lt;br /&gt;down, and then catch my fave show "grey's anatomy" (they dont' have it yet in Spore)&lt;br /&gt;After which, i will settle down for a good two hours of work before i go and sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sounds like a good plan - it's now 735pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! i went to Hard Rock Cafe (HRC) on Sat for dinner with Daphne, and MAN! i tell you  i AM OLD - i swear my taste in Music is just so different from my contemporaries man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does anyone know "Open Your Heart" - Madonna??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I was driving with Weilin that day, and i was singing / humming along to that song, and WL commented, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh how come all the songs you like, i've never heard of them before??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again - OLD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousins used to say that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Cheryl listens to Taxi-Driver Station"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some relatives still remember that. Geez... Enough said. &lt;br /&gt;Over and out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113014682399204807?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113014682399204807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113014682399204807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113014682399204807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113014682399204807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/10/stressed.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-113004240177211158</id><published>2005-10-23T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T12:40:01.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i looked at myself in the mirror this morning and i have aged... &lt;br /&gt;the reality of being "old" is beginning to set in...&lt;br /&gt;i feel old - perhaps that's why i'm so psyched to go to the gym, &lt;br /&gt;perhaps that's my way of getting myself to feel as energetic as i did say &lt;br /&gt;2 years ago - or even just last year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age and time... bleagh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-113004240177211158?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/113004240177211158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=113004240177211158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113004240177211158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/113004240177211158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-looked-at-myself-in-mirror-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112990291681915873</id><published>2005-10-21T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T21:55:16.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had dinner with Lao Chek and Lao Sim today at their friends' Tony and Evelyn's house.  Evelyn cooked the most remarkable Indian Meal i have ever hAD! This is cooked by a chinese lady ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Chicken Briyani &lt;br /&gt;2) Lamb Korma &lt;br /&gt;3) Beef Korma&lt;br /&gt;4) Chicken Tikka &lt;br /&gt;5) Dhal &lt;br /&gt;6) Prata &lt;br /&gt;7) *i can't recall what it's called - like indian Keropok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Lamb Korma was the best i ever tasted man, and Ooh! i think my work out on thursday has completely gone to waste, cos we had dessert...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Pear Flan (made by Lao Sim) &lt;br /&gt;9) Konnayaku Jelly (made with fresh fruit juice!)&lt;br /&gt;10) Some japanese Kueh thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO round it off, we had coffee and tea - man! I'm Stuffed! I had to buy myself a coke on the drive home, cos i needed to burp or something, and somehow Coke makes me feel much better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok gonna dry my hair and catch some rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112990291681915873?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112990291681915873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112990291681915873&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112990291681915873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112990291681915873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/10/had-dinner-with-lao-chek-and-lao-sim.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112979448242693553</id><published>2005-10-20T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T15:49:52.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I got IT! Two bottles of 50 year old Yalumba Port! Woohoo! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I had emailed the vineyard itself in Adelaide, after having tried with miserable failure in calling the distributors in Melbourne and EVEN Perth. (Would have got Uncle Don to bring the bottles over since i'm seeing them tomorrow) Anyway the lady actually got back to me today, and I'm ABSOLUTELY THRILLED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly don't worry about it babe - I'm sure your surprise party will be great, and this gift will just be to make up for my absence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok i'm happy now! Cheers folks!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112979448242693553?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112979448242693553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112979448242693553&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112979448242693553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112979448242693553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-got-it-two-bottles-of-50-year-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112978791150983253</id><published>2005-10-20T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T13:58:31.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was really good today, i woke up and got myself down to the Gym. &lt;br /&gt;This was what i did: &lt;br /&gt;30 mins Cross trainer (skiing like action)&lt;br /&gt;10 mins climber (for my Gluts -ie: ass!) &lt;br /&gt;700m Rowing machine&lt;br /&gt;Weights Room for half hour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great feeling except that it left me Starving! So Weilin had just ended sch, and we went to eat vietnamese beef noodles (its called Pho - pronouced "fer")&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was nice. Then i passed by Office works and got myself some staplets, and ink cartridges for my printer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then chanced upon the Ipod Nano - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/Nano%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/Nano%202.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/Nano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/Nano.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man! it's small i tell you! Gosh - and i am somewhat taken aback by the price. It's only 300! I mean, i expected it to be like 400 plus, considering its sleekness. &lt;br /&gt;They've got it in Black and White - which one do you think looks better? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm trying to get some work donw before evening comes,do you think i'll be successful? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw - i'm having huge difficulties procuring that bottle of 50 Yr Old Port for my uncle's bday. Its a great idea yes - but if i can't get it to materialise its' pretty pointless dont you think. Not too pleased with the situation at the moment. &lt;br /&gt;And drats! i miss the birthday celebration by a Wk! Grrr! I LOVE parties - Drinks and cookouts! grr!!! Exams Exams... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin, Kelly, Alans' eldest daughter said to me, "Skip your exams and come home for the party la!" Geez... i Wish... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Out for now. Ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112978791150983253?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112978791150983253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112978791150983253&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112978791150983253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112978791150983253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-was-really-good-today-i-woke-up-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112971443505680161</id><published>2005-10-19T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T17:33:55.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was at a Bar today, and there i saw written on a random chalkboard for customers to doodle on, was the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Don't tell a story cos' it's true, &lt;br /&gt; Tell it cos' it's a GOOD Story..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true it that? I myself firmly agree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112971443505680161?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112971443505680161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112971443505680161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112971443505680161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112971443505680161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-was-at-bar-today-and-there-i-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112955474911458401</id><published>2005-10-17T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T21:12:29.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly (at times...)&lt;br /&gt;Paranoid &lt;br /&gt;Anal &lt;br /&gt;Critical &lt;br /&gt;Intense &lt;br /&gt;Sociable&lt;br /&gt;Soft-hearted &lt;br /&gt;Friendly &lt;br /&gt;Unfriendly &lt;br /&gt;Contradicting&lt;br /&gt;Gossipy &lt;br /&gt;Bitchy &lt;br /&gt;Caring (Yes... i actually do despite what i do)&lt;br /&gt;Charismatic&lt;br /&gt;Confused &lt;br /&gt;Firm yet, &lt;br /&gt;Flippant&lt;br /&gt;Crazy&lt;br /&gt;Easy-going &lt;br /&gt;Narcissistic &lt;br /&gt;Charming &lt;br /&gt;Normal&lt;br /&gt;Envious &lt;br /&gt;Conscious and...*MOST OBVIOUSLY&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BORED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112955474911458401?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112955474911458401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112955474911458401&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112955474911458401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112955474911458401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112944076065757862</id><published>2005-10-16T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T13:40:00.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's a question... A Zebra Question...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/zebra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/zebra.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I asked the Zebra, &lt;br /&gt;Are you black with white stripes? &lt;br /&gt;Or white with black stripes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Zebra asked me, &lt;br /&gt;Are you good with bad habits?&lt;br /&gt;Or are you bad with good habits?&lt;br /&gt;Are you noisy with quiet times, &lt;br /&gt;Or are you quiet with noisy times?&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with some sad days, &lt;br /&gt;Or are you sad with some happy days?&lt;br /&gt;Are you neat with some sloppy ways, &lt;br /&gt;Or are you sloppy with some neat ways?&lt;br /&gt;Are on and on and on and on&lt;br /&gt;And on and on he went... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ask a Zebra &lt;br /&gt;About stripes&lt;br /&gt;Again." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Shel Silverstein - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112944076065757862?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112944076065757862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112944076065757862&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112944076065757862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112944076065757862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/10/heres-question.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112934606058592846</id><published>2005-10-15T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T11:14:20.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I found it!!&lt;/strong&gt; My uncle Alan's 50th Birthday is coming and i was looking for a present that has some sort of special meaning... Anyway, he's the one i play (or well used to) tennis with every week, and we're pretty close. The history behind why i was looking for a nice bottle of Port was cos, my first "real" exposure to sitting down and having a drink and enjoying it was with my dad and Alan, and we had port after dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there you go! A port that has been kept in the barrel for 50 Years - get the significance folks?? I am so Happy! Now all i need to do is to Procure a bottle or two from this Vineyard. NOte: it's not in Melbourne la, it's in Adelaide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK Whoever reads this it's meant to be a surprise ok... So Dont tell him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/50yr%20port.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/50yr%20port.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The core of this wine, thought to have originated in the 1930s, was made from old vine varieties. At this time, they mainly consisted of Shiraz, Grenache, Dolcetto, Mourvèdre and Muscadelle. Fortified with fine pot-still brandy spirit produced in Yalumba’s very own still and then matured in oak of varying capacities and origins. During the past 50 years, evaporation each year has resulted in a rich and concentrated wine, with around 85% of the original wine disappearing, to become the 'angel's share'. Over the years it has been regularly blended with Amontillado to counteract the concentration of sugars and maintain dry finish of this exceptional old tawny style&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112934606058592846?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112934606058592846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112934606058592846&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112934606058592846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112934606058592846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-found-it-my-uncle-alans-50th.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112934477513234078</id><published>2005-10-15T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T10:52:55.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel especially good this morning, and figured i shall type a really long blog, so sit tight have a good read... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week has been absolutely dreadful as i was down with the most horrid flu, i resorted to taking: &lt;br /&gt;1) Cough syrup (expectorant)  &lt;br /&gt;2) Cold Tablets  &lt;br /&gt;3) Vitamin C tablets &lt;br /&gt;4) Echinecea (they're suppose to build up the immune system) &lt;br /&gt;5) Aspirin for the fever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffice to say I'm pretty much cured and back to normal. &lt;br /&gt;Being sick gave me the time to just rest and rest and rest, and now i feel absolutely energised, and grateful to be back in good health. Exams are coming and it's the home-stretch folks, gotta give it my all... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than being sick i met up with three NgeeAnn lecturers on Thursday night for dinner at Lygon. I only knew one of them (the other two were her friends here with her on holiday). It was a good evening, and i realised that my my - i really can chat with people, gosh i am so PR at times it's borderline superficial, but I'm not ok - let me assure you that. If i dont' value / respect you as a person, trust me - i wont' waste my time being superficial with you... life's too short! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways that was thursday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday i studied at home, and later in the evening went on down to Uni to catch a dance performance - Flaredance! Limelight... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man ... let me tell ya - the "horrors" we were exposed to... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hang on - i always had to attend my cousins' and Clara's dance recitals for like my whole life... haha, well last ten years at least. And they were all very nicely choreographed, and i guess that has left me with a rather high standard. With that being said, let me tell you about last night...* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First incident - &lt;br /&gt;There was a dance, (modern / ballet inspired), about "Ladies of the night in Japan / some oriental country". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, the problem wasn't the dance, nor the dancers, it was the COSTUME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Costume: WHITE TUBE TOPS with Hot Pants, and a teeny wrap around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever designed it, should have been more considerate for the poor dancers! I mean most of them were BIG girls, not PLump, but BIG - like you know, the old european paintings, well endowed in all places visible?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not against fat people, in fact, i think they actually could dance, as in their movements were so muhc more fluid than other more "socially deemed 'attractive'" dancers on stage. And the confidence and self-esteem they had when dancing was impressive, just that, having such skimpy tops and all that jumping and out-stretching of hands made it somewhat unsightly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, they had used double-sided tape to 'ensure' that their tubes stayed up during the performance, but probably due to the sweat and all the movement, at the end of the show, the finale pose - where all of them are like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Voila!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.... we, the audience were exposed to haphazzardly stuck tape right in our faces, with the tubes barely covering their cleavage. I mean that was just quite a put off... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that ain't the worse... On the other end of the extreme, there was this ONE ANOREXIC girl man - she was like a stick, and while she was using her facial expressions to give that &lt;em&gt;seductive, come hither look&lt;/em&gt;, Her body was just SO GAUNT and Skeletal it was Far from enticing! It was disgusting and sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top all that horror off, the most disturbing dance item involved two guys and a girl, and they were dancing to Britney Spear's - Boys. (just imagine, two guys out to impress one girl... ok?) Now... One of the guys, i guess with all the dirty dancing and sexual moves, Actually had a &lt;strong&gt;Hard on!&lt;/strong&gt; WHILE performing! I mean with his White track pants, and maybe the lighting or something, it made it all the more obvious! Coupled with the hip-swivelling movements, Man! Weilin and i were most Amused / Shocked / Exasperated / disgusted... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, the girl's parents would have been somewhere in the audience for all you know... Man! Oh well, that was one of those odd moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys sitting beside me (i didnt know him) kinda heard Weilin say to me "Am i seeing things or is that....???) and he looked and he told his friend, and i think word really got around to those who were not observant enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the show ended and we were happy to go on home for the evening... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's saturday, and i'm gonna sit tight at home for the afternoon, do some revision, and head on out this evening to watch ENRON = the Movie! &lt;br /&gt;FYI : it's about the largest accouting scandal that rocked the US stock market, and yes it's gonna be a good one! *i am so an accoutant*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good wkend folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112934477513234078?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112934477513234078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112934477513234078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112934477513234078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112934477513234078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-feel-especially-good-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112911963688297200</id><published>2005-10-12T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T20:20:36.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think my mum's going through a mid-life crisis(MLC)... for one, she has just turned 51, and she's beginning to feel that she HAS to have a say in everything, and she's starting to get all insecure, and sometimes contradicting... but the most tell-tale sign of a mid-life crisis is that she has gone out and got herself a "Sports Car"! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cheesy does that sound... "sports car"... well - yes there it is, the  car that she's getting... And i'm happy to say that i was there when she made the decision. Anyways i told you that we were actually at Performance to look at the 325 to replace my dear Alfa. Well this is a much more sexy ride babes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BMW 630 Convertible&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What a beauty... i like... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/seaview4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/seaview4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, ok perhaps she's not going through a MLC... Maybe i'm just finding excuses to justify my mum buying a convertible for Herself... (she deserves it!) &lt;br /&gt;Whatever the case, the upside for me is that... I can borrow it when she decides to be in a good mood. Hahah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure is that i'm sure i could drive it on 25th Nov when she's in INdia and i just get back. OMG what a thing it look forward to! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way i'm STILL sick, but feeling kinda better. Should be back to norm by Friday. I've got three lecturers from NgeeAnn who will be here tmr morning, we're suppose to meet up for a meal sometime this weekend. I need to get better... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will go rest now - take care folks and have a great wk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112911963688297200?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112911963688297200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112911963688297200&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112911963688297200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112911963688297200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-think-my-mums-going-through-mid-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112900407376179694</id><published>2005-10-11T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T12:14:33.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes i was bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Power Color Is Teal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/teal.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Highest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel accomplished and optimistic about the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Your Lowest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel in a slump and lack creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be many people's ideal partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You're Attractive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make people feel confident and accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Eternal Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What Impression Am I Giving?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/"&gt;What's Your Power Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112900407376179694?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112900407376179694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112900407376179694&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112900407376179694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112900407376179694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/10/yes-i-was-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112900353741342845</id><published>2005-10-11T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T12:05:37.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Balanced - Realist - Powerful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel your life is controlled both externally and internally.&lt;br /&gt;You have a good sense of what you can control and what you should let go.&lt;br /&gt;Depending on the situation, you sometimes try to exert more control.&lt;br /&gt;Other times, you accept things for what they are and go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a realist when it comes to luck.&lt;br /&gt;You don't attribute everything to luck, but you do know some things are random.&lt;br /&gt;You don't beat yourself up when bad things happen to you...&lt;br /&gt;But you do your best to try to make your own luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to who's in charge, it's you.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a kingdom, and you're the grand ruler.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care much about what others think.&lt;br /&gt;But they better care what you think!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thethreedimensionluckandpowertest/"&gt;The Three Dimension Luck and Power Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112900353741342845?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112900353741342845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112900353741342845&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112900353741342845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112900353741342845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/10/you-are-balanced-realist-powerful-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112893827209682391</id><published>2005-10-10T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T17:57:52.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Drats i'm sick -whatever the case did my load of work this morning, and then went for lunch with weilin, been eating out too often, i really need to stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI - My exam schedule is out. &lt;br /&gt;10 Nov - Taxation &lt;br /&gt;17 Nov - Audit &lt;br /&gt;18 Nov - Enterprise Performance Mgt. &lt;br /&gt;25 Nov - Financial Accouting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the paper ends at 1pm, and i will be catchin the 5pm flight back to Spore. &lt;br /&gt;My parents will be out of town ie India attending a wedding, so me and my sisters have already planned to have a little cook out. It's rather amusing, cos Carol and i have decided that we shall get Clara's dear Jonathan over to help tend the fire... Of course i could easily do it, but the more the merrier yeah? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's something to look forward to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stopped today by some girl asking me to sign some stupid petition, whatever the case  she was trying to make, i SO DID NOT GET IT. But cos i was early, nice me stood there listening to her tamble on and on about... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Economics - its sole aim is to take care of "the people" to maintain the natural balance. &lt;br /&gt;2) That people these days act in their own self interest and why do they do so she asked me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my response was that it's probably human nature? I mean it's inevitable that our behaviour at times will tend to be rather opportunistic aint' it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wasn't too happy with my response, and started asking me WHY is it in our nature?? Is it Nature or Nurture?? I was like - It's nature AND Nurture... So yes, you can stop oppurtunisitc behaviour to a certain extent, but never completely eradicate the problem... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That girl was so pissed and started telling me to give her a contact number so that i can be "called to go to some of their meetings" and i was no thanks babe... Gotta run -cheers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, apart from that, my day was pretty mundane, i'm having a littel problem hearing, cos my nasal passage is kinda blocked, got my meds today, Fuck - didnt' expect "Zyrtec" to be so damm expensive! $1.00 per tablet - and i bought the 30 tablet box, Plus Echinecea root for the immune system, and expectorant cought syrup, and aspirin. Sigh... I do feel sick but i've got loads of work to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God help me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112893827209682391?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112893827209682391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112893827209682391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112893827209682391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112893827209682391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/10/drats-im-sick-whatever-case-did-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112885228426587327</id><published>2005-10-09T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T18:04:44.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sick... my chest is tight and congested... my head is spinning, i'm feeling lethergic. This is a horrid feeling. I'm coughing and shivering... I feel like crap, but still i've told myself that i HAVE To finish my EPM assignment today, so here i am trudging on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being back in Melb and sick aint fun mates... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway next thing i know i'll be back la, so no worries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things im bursting to lash out at but i shall restrain myself till i have a clearer head, but those close to me, you KNOW what i mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112885228426587327?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112885228426587327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112885228426587327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112885228426587327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112885228426587327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112841934401071705</id><published>2005-10-04T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T19:53:46.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back in Melbourne went for class today, things seem to be falling into place... still getting over the sleep deprivation but things are going fine so far... Did wake up this morning feeling as if there was &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt; to look forward to, trudged my way to uni... class was fine... trudging home, i randomly called jerrie, ended up meeting her and her friend for lunch, and over lunch weilin called me, and she came by too... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So feeling a little down i decided to hang out with them before class at 315pm. Where else do we go besides our dear faithful TRANSPORT BAR... Things are more or less the same, we just all know we've got a week more till we really need to kick into final gear for our exam revision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway was on a tram on the way back to uni and was surprised by a random phonecall from a friend in spore, anyway another thing that made me feel better through the day. Yeah this is the kind soul who made me feel a little better...(She's the one on the RIGHT in the black tube..) Thanks babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_3221.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well here's to friendship and &lt;em&gt;Stellas and Hoes&lt;/em&gt; and how they help you get through those lonely days...&lt;/strong&gt;(Yes yes ... barely back for a day and we yield to our decadent vices already...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_3242.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_3239.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_3240.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_3241.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112841934401071705?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112841934401071705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112841934401071705&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112841934401071705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112841934401071705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/10/back-in-melbourne-went-for-class-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112830792178967409</id><published>2005-10-03T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T10:58:24.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wanna know what i've been up to in Spore... here's an update. You can click on the pics to get a better view. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29 Sept&lt;/strong&gt; - Dinner at the Cliff with family and Aunt Marie to celebrate Mum's Birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/IMG_3130.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/th_IMG_3130.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30 Sept &lt;/strong&gt;- Roasted pork ribs / crackling at home on an improvised BBQ pit made of bricks... I swear we cook like cave men at times... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/IMG_3135.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/th_IMG_3135.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hacking it up man! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/IMG_3140.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/th_IMG_3140.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/IMG_3139.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/th_IMG_3139.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace came over that night - it was lovely to see her once again. We've known each other for like 10 good years man, here's to many more years of wonderful friendship and company! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/IMG_3150.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/th_IMG_3150.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/IMG_3151.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/th_IMG_3151.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/IMG_3144.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/th_IMG_3144.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh can i just say that we went to test drive the BMW 325 to replace my Alfa, but instead of buying that, Mum's totally taken with the 630 Convertible. Man! That's a beauty that one... As for me, still maintaining status quo man. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/630.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/th_630.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 Oct &lt;/strong&gt;- dinner @ Da Paolo followed by drinks and all with Sam Ho's group of friends at Villa Bali @ Gillman Heights? *what's that place called??* &lt;br /&gt;Here's a funny series of pics that i took...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/IMG_3182.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/th_IMG_3182.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/IMG_3181.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/th_IMG_3181.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/IMG_3180.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/th_IMG_3180.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/IMG_3179.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/th_IMG_3179.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/IMG_3175.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/th_IMG_3175.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/IMG_3164.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/th_IMG_3164.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/IMG_3236.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/th_IMG_3236.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/IMG_3233.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/th_IMG_3233.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/IMG_3229.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/th_IMG_3229.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/IMG_3221.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/th_IMG_3221.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/IMG_3218.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/th_IMG_3218.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112830792178967409?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112830792178967409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112830792178967409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112830792178967409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112830792178967409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/10/wanna-know-what-ive-been-up-to-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112772632741346572</id><published>2005-09-26T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T17:18:48.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I would say that yesterday was probably the most "holiday-like" day i have had since i came back to spore. can you beat that? It took me a week to finally get a truly relaxing day...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway went to catch a play - Quills with Zen, her bf Paul and Yogi. It was a good one, too bad its' run ended yesterday if not i'd get you guys to go catch it! &lt;br /&gt;Well here are two pics which Zen snapped during the intermission... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/P9251127.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/P9251128.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The play started at 3 and we only got out at 6- pretty long eh? Anyways Yogi and i decided that we wanted to go buy the Kutu Piering from Haig Road, (thats in the east) and then go back to her place and chill... Well it was either that or sitting at robertson walk drinking yet once again... So deciding to be thrifty and all we settled for the cheapre alternative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow or rather i acutally managed to drive in the completely opposite direction, and the while trying to head on back to the ECP / at least in an easterly direction, we both figured hey! why dont we just try some place new... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing we knew i was driving in to Sentosa... Yogi figured to meet our "thrifty" agenda, we should go to Palawan beach, but i figured since i've driven all the way into sentosa, we should go sit and relax and enjoy the view at the bar/ restaurant "The Cliff"... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the view that we had while sipping my Manhattan and Yogi her Cosmo...Note: that's not us - we didnt have a cam with us, so i just found pics from its website. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/seaview.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you see, i thought we were only gonna be having drinks, but cos the mood was so relaxing and the setting was so nice, dear Yogi decided that she'd wanna buy me dinner.. and so thats' exactly what we did... Finished up our cocktails, leisurely, and proceeded to the dining area for dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was amazing.. nice and fresh seafood... with a bottle of good wine, St. Clair Sauvignon Blanc... good friendly yet professional service, cool seabreeze blowing, Wonderful company... Thats the LIFE folks... Absolutely lovely! Absolutely decadent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/the_cliff02.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v517/Alfa7227/tables.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for our "thrifty" agenda... it was far from it... Oh well i like to be spoilt once in a while! Haha! ok I know i'm probably gonna get a lot of flak by making that statement... Ok i'm off now ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112772632741346572?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112772632741346572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112772632741346572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112772632741346572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112772632741346572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-would-say-that-yesterday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112735763311090489</id><published>2005-09-22T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T10:53:53.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im back in spore and man i'm stressed... think i always take on too much work to do man, its not about time management it's more like sometimes i think i'm like some superwoman... Sigh... Someone help me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jerrie and weilin - OMG i've got Stella Deprivation! I so am in need of a drink, i had two beers at home that evening and its amazingly annoying cos the beer gets warm once it's out of the fridge! Geez! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok FRIDAY i am going to get drinks! i can't tonight - all the project consolidations are due tmr! ARgh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112735763311090489?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112735763311090489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112735763311090489&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112735763311090489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112735763311090489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-back-in-spore-and-man-im-stressed.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112702692558100453</id><published>2005-09-18T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T15:02:05.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back in Spore... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's lovely to be home and all, it's somewhat tiring as well cos there are many things to keep in mind... I've got three projects to work on this hols, its not really very relaxing i'd say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most prob gonna be MIA for these 2 wks.... till next time... Take care folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112702692558100453?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112702692558100453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112702692558100453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112702692558100453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112702692558100453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/09/back-in-spore.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112679644248903588</id><published>2005-09-15T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T23:00:44.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good news once again - got my audit results back - 26 / 30 Not too bad indeed! &lt;br /&gt;Anyways i'm in that holiday mood and decided to go get drinks again with the same ol' partners in crime with a new addition this time round - Ms Daphne! @ Transport the same ol' scene of "crime"... Its as usual Great fun chillin... let me enjoy it while i still can... Can't really be bothered to relate what's happenin in the pics, but thats what we did today - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out at Transport from 2 - 630.... &lt;br /&gt;then headed down to Red Emperor for a great meal of Alaskan Crab, Peking Duck, Yang Chow Fried Rice, Vege, and Specialty Beef... Lovely food, Lovely wine, Lovely Company... Have a great spring break you Guys! See you in TWO WEEKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3037crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_3037crop.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_3042.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_3013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_3045.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_3048.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_3069.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_3009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_2994.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_3035.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_3057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_3057.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112679644248903588?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112679644248903588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112679644248903588&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112679644248903588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112679644248903588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/09/good-news-once-again-got-my-audit.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112659463768857740</id><published>2005-09-13T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T14:57:17.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am amazed at my test results for Financial Accouting... To the extent that i'm kinda speechless, that is, after exclaiming out loud to myself when i saw the mark minutes ago... See i was expecting to barely pass - it's upon 30, and i was gonna be really grateful if i had got 15. WAs epxecting something around 10-15 upon 30... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my my... i got 22. God must be blessing me man... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i think i miss my mum despite her constant nagging about me finding a guy.... so i was out looking to buy her a bday present (30th Sept), and after walkin around with Weilin we kinda figured it's not meant to be. WL went home, and just seconds later i walked past the Metropolitan Museum of Art and this caught my eye - the pic doesnt do it any justice but let you guys have an idea... YOu can wear it long - or you can double it up and it'll be just as nice... its giftwrapped and i dont wanna mess up such lovely wrapping just to take a pic of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/met%20necklace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/met%20necklace.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i swear i'm on a holiday mood already man! After tmr's 9am class I'm pretty much just sticking around for A PROJECT Discussion on Thursday... Sigh.. soon enough cheryl soon enough... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad to get to eat some mooncakes man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112659463768857740?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112659463768857740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112659463768857740&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112659463768857740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112659463768857740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-am-amazed-at-my-test-results-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112653593709398769</id><published>2005-09-12T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T22:38:57.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once again - old pics... omg i was so much thinner then! F***... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway dinner in PHuket - I liked how Dad's arms were extended, somehow i think his left hand looks like it's THAT LONG that it's touching Carols' shoulder - but that's mum's hand - optical illusion maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_0258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_0258.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clara, yours truly and Dad - this pic is on my wall here in Melb by the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_0264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_0264.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell - can you see how FIT i look!! OMG - i'm a Ball noW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_0286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_0286.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway its amazing how &lt;strong&gt;TALL&lt;/strong&gt; Carol is - she'll prob kill me for putting up this pic cos she was caught off-guard... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_0318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_0318.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112653593709398769?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112653593709398769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112653593709398769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112653593709398769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112653593709398769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/09/once-again-old-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112653520185821600</id><published>2005-09-12T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T22:26:41.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm waiting for a call and i'm bored, so i looked at old family pics, and found this one that's kinda funny... Well my Great Dane - Sandy is one really funny Dog... YOu see that huge packet of Dog food, the green packet? Well whenever its delivered to our house, my dear SAndy will, without fail, attempt to drag that 30kg bag of dog food to the "feeding area". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can do alright... just that its' amusing... =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_2467.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: That lady in the background is Leda, my maid of 16 years, she's now back in Cebu,Phillipines...(left this Feb) I miss her man, but i guess that's life... people come and go. I MUST write her a letter soon, alright - some time this week i shall do just that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_2295.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112653520185821600?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112653520185821600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112653520185821600&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112653520185821600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112653520185821600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-waiting-for-call-and-im-bored-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112648529841966979</id><published>2005-09-12T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T08:34:58.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't quite know how to put up links on the blog right now, but Gosh, read on about the terrorist threats made yesterrday. &lt;Quoted from Yahoo.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Al-Qaeda threatens attacks on Los Angeles and Melbourne &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun Sep 11,10:37 AM ET&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;WASHINGTON (AFP) - A suspected American member of Al-Qaeda threatened attacks against Los Angeles and the Australian city of Melbourne in a videotape shown by ABC television on the fourth anniversary of September 11. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The threat was made by Adam Gadahn, a US national who converted to Islam and became a radical supporter of     Osama bin Laden, ABC said Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It said the 11-minute tape was sent to the network's office in Pakistan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yesterday, London and Madrid. Tomorrow, Los Angeles and Melbourne, God willing," said the warning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At this time, don't count on us demonstrating restraint or compassion," the speaker added.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112648529841966979?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112648529841966979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112648529841966979&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112648529841966979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112648529841966979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-dont-quite-know-how-to-put-up-links.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112642634322771117</id><published>2005-09-11T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T16:12:23.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Divorce is all around us. My thoughts are that people just don't see marriage as an everlasting institution anymore, despite all the vows said at the ceremony itself. I think people get married just to socially legitimise what they already have. If people didn't think that living together without getting married was wrong, then I think people wouldn't get married in the first place. Once the older generation is dead and gone, I think people are not going to get married anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other theory is just that people are ill-prepared for such a big commitment as marriage. They just don't think about it before they do it. Instead of an act of will (which I believe is what love is - an act of will, and not a feeling), it is based on a whimsy feeling of being in love. And we all know that whimsical lovey dovey feeling doesn't last!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont' worry I didnt come up with that, i was just reading that on a Channel News Asia site - and yes i do think that society and values are eroding, sometimes it's amazing how people can still be optimistic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try and see myself as an Optimist, but sometimes, life gets to us and we somehow yield to the fact that imperfections/ expectations/ failures/ incompleteness/ disappointments will eventually and inevitably pull us down - whether we pick ourselves up is another issue - and sometimes i think the human spirit though strong and determined is susceptible to weakness. I'm talkin in circles, i'm in one of those moods... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel like you're in a rut - and the only reason you'll always be in that rut is cos you don't face and deal with the issues and take the easy escapist's way out? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance can be bliss at times...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112642634322771117?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112642634322771117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112642634322771117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112642634322771117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112642634322771117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/09/divorce-is-all-around-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112642576859791760</id><published>2005-09-11T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T16:02:48.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK i have read my Enterprise Performance Management case study, and it's wow! long... anyway it's challenging but in a real "High" kinda way. It's like if i can ace this project, I'm probably 200% confirmed suited to be in this accouting/ managerial line... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly i'm feeling kinda fucked up cos of i dunno what. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt, doing the work today was good, i think i'm kinda annoyed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112642576859791760?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112642576859791760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112642576859791760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112642576859791760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112642576859791760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/09/ok-i-have-read-my-enterprise.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112634847068585747</id><published>2005-09-10T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T18:34:30.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm gonna indulge in some ice cream... I think I'm stressed... This is so unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;But at this point in time i couldnt care less! ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112634847068585747?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112634847068585747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112634847068585747&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112634847068585747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112634847068585747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-gonna-indulge-in-some-ice-cream.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112626568908414205</id><published>2005-09-09T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T19:34:49.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has just dawned on me that at this time next week, i'll be right back at home probably having dinner with my family and enjoying that lovely company, and the nourishing soup that my dad has promised to boil for me. Oh my... i feel so loved at times la! Anyway thats my family for you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2320A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2320A.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's a lot of work to do also, but i'm still glad to be going home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys seen my dogs? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/collage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/collage5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112626568908414205?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112626568908414205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112626568908414205&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112626568908414205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112626568908414205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/09/it-has-just-dawned-on-me-that-at-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112625690153858311</id><published>2005-09-09T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T17:36:40.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;James Boag's Premium Lager&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 3rd favourite beer. At least after the following...&lt;br /&gt; Heineken - simply the best. &lt;br /&gt; Stella Artois - Nice and refreshin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_29374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_29374.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self indulgent shots - i'm kinda "happy" here - had three beers i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_29514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_29514.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_29545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_29545.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was the company that was i enjoying this afternoon. @ Transport Bar - Federation Square. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_29605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_29605.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute ass on a huge screen! haha! I can say that cos i saw his bare ass backstage while he was changing! haha! Now who says i dont look at guys wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_29144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_29144.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what Jerrie and i were watchin - it was a fashion show, and the setup of the stage was pretty cool, plus the screen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_29125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_29125.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna show you guys her face, cos she doesn't look That Hot... too much make up trying too hard to cover up the flaws. The guy behind me described her as a BEANPOLE... hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_29204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_29204.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see the guy in the Burberry Hat and cowboy boots? He was the fashion co-ordinator for the fashion show, and he was such a funny Gay man! haha! he was like all demnding but in a really bitchy kinda way, it was kinda endearing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_29314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_29314.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112625690153858311?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112625690153858311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112625690153858311&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112625690153858311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112625690153858311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/09/james-boags-premium-lager-my-3rd.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112625049572291478</id><published>2005-09-09T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T15:21:35.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stupid blogger - wasting my time trying to upload all those photos to no avail... miffed. Gonna sleep then post again laters. &lt;br /&gt;keep a look out for more pics...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112625049572291478?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112625049572291478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112625049572291478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112625049572291478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112625049572291478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/09/stupid-blogger-wasting-my-time-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112622598369337379</id><published>2005-09-09T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T08:33:03.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Audit test was good this morning. &lt;br /&gt;Left early *yes as usual* but i think this was a record 20 mins. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, strolled the long walk down to Victoria Market with the intention of buying some nougats as per requested by Mum. Well ended up chancing upon this CD shop that was playing some pretty good stuff - nice blues / jazz...&lt;br /&gt;Ironically instead of buying those ol' jazz albums, i ended up buying 3 Dvds: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Interpreter &lt;br /&gt;- Spanglish &lt;br /&gt;- Pieces of April &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all for the good price of 38 bucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway grabbed 4 packets of nougats - bloody expensive man - spent 105 on them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home now watching the US Open Men's semi-finals, &lt;br /&gt;Federer vs Nalbandian &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Federer's leading by a set, in the 2nd set now, nalbandian seems to be picking up the pace and applyin the pressure. Interesting match this is man! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Utterly AMAZING what control this federer combined with the power man! &lt;br /&gt;Fluid Game... i hope he wins!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112622598369337379?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112622598369337379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112622598369337379&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112622598369337379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112622598369337379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/09/audit-test-was-good-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112615633789153260</id><published>2005-09-08T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T13:12:17.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Lunch... sorta... ok lah tea break... Ain't it healthy? &lt;br /&gt;Vietnamese fresh prawn rolls, i love the basil that they put in there. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway i think its one of the healthier things that i love. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_2910.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_29111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_2911.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112615633789153260?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112615633789153260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112615633789153260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112615633789153260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112615633789153260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-lunch.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112615571224055116</id><published>2005-09-08T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T13:01:52.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Telemarketers annoy me... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was studying for my auditing test (tmr - friday), and my house line starts ringing... I never receive any calls in the afternoon. Anyway so i pick up the call and am greated by some fella trying to sound oh so enthusiastic but with the ever so obvious Indian accent... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hi Gudd dei to you Ms Chey-rell... are uuuu aving a gudd dei?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway he proceeded to try and sell me some phone line connection. See right now i'm an Optus subscriber, but he's a tele-marketer from some private telecomm company, and wants to offer me better rates and god knows what. &lt;br /&gt;I mean my phonebill is  about $40-48 per month, line rental is 30. So as you can see its not that expensive, plus i rely on the oh so cheap callin cards to make overseas calls, so really, its very affordable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said to that fella that i'm not interested and that i was in the middle of somthing. He pleaded with me to stay on the line cos his boss was glaring at him, n next thing you know, there is another this other indian fella speaking to me like he's from bombay - he's apparently the boss. &lt;br /&gt;Ok i'm sorry im not being racist here, but wouldnt you be skeptical about signing up with a private tel-co that barely has its website set up and won't give you a billin address or something, i mean - maybe i'm risk averse or too straight-up, but certain things you'd just rather pay for it than trying to get chaep bargains. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the boss kept tellin me to save my  money and shit like that - and in the end i said (after 3 mins of being nice and polite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look i dont' want to be rude here and hang up the phone on you, but i've already told you that i'm not interested, so kindly get the point...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that he said, ok ma'am thank you for your time have a good day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when i was about to hang up - i could hear in the background some "tamil ramblings"... kinda peeved now. But oh well. he didnt get my business. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRR.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112615571224055116?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112615571224055116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112615571224055116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112615571224055116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112615571224055116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/09/telemarketers-annoy-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112610070040442214</id><published>2005-09-07T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T21:45:00.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sam ho... Nah.. there you go my scribbled msg... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2881.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_2881.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_2877.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks - i know its weird to post a pic of my hand up but just ignore it, only certain people would know what its all about...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112610070040442214?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112610070040442214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112610070040442214&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112610070040442214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112610070040442214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/09/sam-ho.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112608839559477852</id><published>2005-09-07T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T18:23:37.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling empty... and like a deadweight. I wish i could sleep better. &lt;br /&gt;I'm going to take a couple of KALMs (some herbal "sleep-inducing pill") and hopefully i'll be all refreshed to deal with things tmr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. &lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously tired. &lt;br /&gt;I'm in need of nourishment. &lt;br /&gt;Not just food intake - but good stuff. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe a nice double-boiled black chicken soup with "tong-chong-chou" and ginseng or something. &lt;br /&gt;I feel weak, my mind is cluttered, there seems to be a 1000 things to do, &lt;br /&gt;endless pages of work to study. &lt;br /&gt;I know this is the life of a student, and many say i'll miss these days when im thrown into the workforce. I really don't think i'm cut out for studying. &lt;br /&gt;Stress comes in a multitude of levels, there are so many layers of stress that seem to compound into one solid "mass of it" and weigh you and your spirit down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wish for a carefree life, cos i know its impossible, i actually do like responsibility just maybe being here alone is a very different experience from managing all this stress while having a family / friend support system back home in Singapore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't hate it here, i just appreciate things at home much more. &lt;br /&gt;I'm not home sick, i'm just in need of a good massage or something, and then I'll be refreshed to deal with all the work that has piled up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house is in a mess (tho' relatively speaking its still pretty neat - but you know how anal i am about the space.) &lt;br /&gt;I have a teacup that has been sitting in the sink since Monday, I've basically used up all my cups - all 6 of them. I'm hungry and i dont wanna cook - so i settled for a can of mushroom soup, and its Fuckin gross. I need to cook myself some good stuff tmr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I'm craving for now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIMPLE TEOCHEW PORRIDGE WITH A STEAMED FISH AND KIAM CHYE. Simple pleasures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna take a nice hot shower and then hopefully i'll feel better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112608839559477852?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112608839559477852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112608839559477852&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112608839559477852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112608839559477852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-feeling-empty.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112588300292013392</id><published>2005-09-05T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T09:26:55.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Attention ZEN - SAM HO - ICE KEL - WEEDS&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZEN!&lt;/strong&gt; I've proved you Wrong by wasting 20mins of my time here and DOING this crazy nonsense! ANyway - nah! There you go... As for the rest of you guys reading this, well i was looking for a form of stress relief, and i think this made me relax a bit.. Back to work for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeds, Ice Kel, and Sam... You are cordially invited to waste 20 mins of your precious time answering the following qs in your blog... cos i said so... *read the last line of this entry..* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NAMES YOU GO BY: &lt;br /&gt;1. Cheryl 2. Che Che (courtesy of Widya) 3. Nguyen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU GO BY: &lt;br /&gt;1.Nguyen 2.Alfa 3. Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. Nose 2. Smile 3. Broad Shoulders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DONT LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. Gut 2. Arms (they aren't as toned as before) 3. Height (1.63 - wish i were like 1.65 smthg.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE: &lt;br /&gt;1.Vietnamese 2.Teochew 3.Cantonese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. Freaking Cockroaches 2. Beetles 3. Spiders &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERY DAY ESSENTIALS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Kiehls Creme de Corps body moisturiser 2. Facial moisturiser 3. Hair Wax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING NOW: &lt;br /&gt;1.Bodyknits T-shirt stating my birth year 83' 2. All three of the above everyday essentials.. haha! 3. Yes like zen -does leave in moisturizer for hair count? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE BANDS, OR MUSICAL ARTISTES:&lt;br /&gt;1. What a tough question! I dont' have a favourite but i love Bono's voice (from U2), Tracey Chapman, and Matchbox 20? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE SONGS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Bed of Lies - Matchbox 20 2. With or without you - U2 3. Sleep while i drive - KD Lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP: &lt;br /&gt;1. Being able to understand my random thoughts, 2. Company and intelligent / intriguing conversations, 3. Guess! It's pretty obvious la - physical attraction duh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE: &lt;br /&gt;1. I'm an idealistic romantic 2. I'm anal about my "space" and neatness (think Monica from Friends) 3. I'm completely &lt;strong&gt;OFF&lt;/strong&gt; my coffee habit &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE PREFERRED SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU: &lt;br /&gt;1.Smile 2.Eyes 3. Height&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE HOBBIES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Having beers with gd company 2. Driving  ( Real Fast if i can!)3. Cars cars and more cars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU REALLY WANT TO DO REALLY NOW: &lt;br /&gt;1. Be Done with studying 2. Have a drink or two (but i can't i've got uni.. but then again when has that ever stopped me? - but got no Kaki to go with (Exception Jerrie). Melbourne sucks!) 3. Lose 5 kgs - then maybe i should stop drinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING/YOU'VE CONSIDERED :&lt;br /&gt;1. Traffic Cop cos i wanted to ride those cool BMW bikes (this was when i was 6) &lt;br /&gt;2. Writer &amp; restaurant owner (thats my retirement goal but first i gotta earn heaps of money therefore &lt;br /&gt;3. A successful business person - partner in a Big 4 also can la! But thats way long more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:&lt;br /&gt;1. Italy (been there - wanna go again!) &lt;br /&gt;2. Spain (been there - i wanna GO again!!) &lt;br /&gt;3. Tibet ( wanna try and see if i can feel FREE and at peace... maybe i'll come back a changed person? - i wish i had less wants then i'd be less pressured (self inflicted stress)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NAMES YOU LIKE FOR KIDS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Ashley 2. Janine 3. Rachel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE: &lt;br /&gt;1.LIVE (good one Zen) 2. Not hold back 3. Experience all sorts of emotions &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY: &lt;br /&gt;1. I love my CARS &lt;br /&gt;2. I love looking at the female species hah!!&lt;br /&gt;3. I think that Beer is a godsend? (Does that count?) Ok lah - i HATE shopping! Its a waste of time i wish i had a personal shopper! (anyone wanna take that up??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL:&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm so particular about my hair &lt;br /&gt;2. I'm anal about my clean kitchen / apartment &lt;br /&gt;3. I can be a REAL BITCH! (well in terms of making bitchy comments la!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE FEMALE CELEBRITY CRUSHES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Angelina Jolie (duh! the woman i s like sex-on-legs&lt;br /&gt;2. Cindy Crawford &lt;br /&gt;3. Gwyneth Paltrow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PEOPLE WHOM I WOULD LIKE TO TAKE THIS QUIZ: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Kelly Tan 2. Sam Ho! 3. Widya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(just cos LIKE Zen I'm skeptical that you guys would actually do such mindless shit hahha! Lets see...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112588300292013392?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112588300292013392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112588300292013392&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112588300292013392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112588300292013392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/09/attention-zen-sam-ho-ice-kel-weeds-zen.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112575165500324556</id><published>2005-09-03T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T20:58:45.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been such a terrible day... My shoulders are aching and I'm seriously in pain, and i dont' have any muscle relaxants, and i've resorted to taking Aspirin for temporary relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to sign out of my MSN so as to facilitate a higher concentration level. It's not too bad, but the stuff that i'm studying doesnt' seem to be making much sense, i shan't go into details, but i jus think that the course structure is whack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless I'm trudging onward, no choice what... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes were so tired from all the readings, so at 910pm i decided to go and nap for an hour before getting back to work. Received a call from Yogi at 920pm, figured it was a sign that i wasnt' meant to rest. Chatted with her for a while, and realised that i had a packet of minced meat that was defrosted IE: I Had to cook it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have the tendancy to forget to eat at normal times these days, especially when i'm doing my work. So anyway, cooked myself some Ee-mee in soup with minced meat/ egg and some vege. Had some yoghurt and oranges to sum it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get back to work, financial accouting test is on Tuesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm contemplating not doing a Tax Mid-sem assignment (its optional) cos it seems so long for a mere 15% weightage. I will decide on Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I'm BORED... yet stressed....  How are you feeling? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolie Looks kinda scary here... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/Angelina_Jolie-044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/Angelina_Jolie-044.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "ah-pek" Timberland loafers... I love them - think they are classic - but some people just think they're plain old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2820.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! and these were just randome shots of the night with Jerrie at Manchester Lane; Yes i KNOW there are NO pics of her, but that girl looked too sloshed in the pics, she has banned me from posting them up here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2769.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2771.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have since gotten Jerrie hooked on her Stella's (Beer)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112575165500324556?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112575165500324556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112575165500324556&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112575165500324556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112575165500324556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-been-such-terrible-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112570922982197853</id><published>2005-09-03T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T09:00:29.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm rarely evangelistic as you guys would know, but today i woke up, and was pleasantly surprised by an email from a friend whom i've kinda not kept in contact with. I had emailed her, and she did reply... Anyway, she shared this quote, and here i am sharing it with you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" HE will wipe away every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or sufferings or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away." - Rev 21:4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It essentially means all things have been made new. When you're feeling down or lonely, fearful or anxious... set your sight on the Lord and He will pluck your feet out of the net you're caught in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a funny thing about religion, i once read that a lot of people HOLD/ CLING on to their faith because its the only thing that they can rely on, to help make sense of things in this crazy world that we live in. Another theory is that, to a certain extent we are all self righteuous, and to be a fervant staunch catholic / whatever other religious follower, we are justifying the fact that we are superior to those that do NOT have any relgious beliefs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't connect completely to any of those 2 theories, there are much more, but those are the only two i remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's my point?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Dont' quite know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well folks, may you all have a great weekend and savour the moments. Cos all those little moments make up your life... so &lt;em&gt;carpe diem! &lt;/em&gt; I'm gonna really try adn be productive today! Financial Accounting is rather dry indeed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112570922982197853?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112570922982197853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112570922982197853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112570922982197853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112570922982197853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-rarely-evangelistic-as-you-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112562009921146781</id><published>2005-09-02T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T09:48:24.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was the 1st day of spring... i decided to give myself a day off in anticipation of the weekend ahead of tough work... set out to do the following: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Get a hair trim &amp; some colour done &lt;br /&gt;2) Buy myself a pair of Nudie Jeans&lt;br /&gt;3) Get my mum a present &lt;br /&gt;4) Get Clara and Kelly some earrings &lt;br /&gt;5) Take away some dessert for dinner as Roshan was coming over to cook green curry   for dinner&lt;br /&gt;6) search for some iPOd case for Widya...&lt;br /&gt;7 Enjoy the sights... *try to at least -i think i needed a break* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i always believe when you set out to do such things ie: you plan them, they never quite turn out as expected. Oh well - got a hair cut, i'm still getting used to the COLOUR had a lot of compliments from the salespeople when i was shopppin, but im rather skeptical cos i just think they were "doing their job". See for yourself... I've even got the before and after shots! Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Front- Before &amp; After&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2832.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2869.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back- Before &amp; After&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2830.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2865.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right so after my haircut i decided to give the other presents priority over my Nudie Jeans, and off i went... AFter 2 hours! i was so annoyed cos i couldn't find anything... Grrr...  Well i got my jeans nonetheless... their presents will have to wait another day. Here are my jeans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2874.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;href="http://www.nudiejeans.com/thisisnudie/thisisnudie.php"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so maybe you can't quite see it, but oh well i'm happy... =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then decided to go check out the "Dutch Masters Art Exhibition" - when i reached the NGV i was kinda put off cos it was $16 per entry, and i figured the day was just too nice to be spent indoors. So settled for a walk along the esplanade, and sat down watching kids play by the fountain *akin to that @ Bugis Junction in Spore*. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2838.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a shot of the nice blue sky - i was trying to see how bright the red was in the sun lah ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2841.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was pretty much what i did today... Tired from all the walkin i was glad that Roshan came over and her company was lovely as usual, caught a damm interesting double episode of Law &amp; Order - SVU and Trial by Jury. It was a crossover thing. Well today's friday - in 2 wks i'll be home once again - hah! yes i think they dont' really see me as an overseas student. Gosh such indulgence.. Who cares! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great wkend folks! ta!&lt;a  href="http://www.nudiejeans.com/thisisnudie/thisisnudie.php"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112562009921146781?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112562009921146781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112562009921146781&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112562009921146781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112562009921146781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/09/it-was-1st-day-of-spring.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112548368490730198</id><published>2005-08-31T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T18:33:40.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weeds - Thanks for your present! I take it you really DO think that i need to lose some weight eh? Alright let's see how it goes...&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is just to recap how i was surprised by dear weeds' "totally unconventional" gift...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one hell of a surprise having some guy knock on my door this afternoon at aboout 1pm... i dont' normally have people turning up at my door unannouced, they usually buzz first. Anyway having had a late night, (worked till 3am this morning before going for a 10am class), i decided to take an hours' nap between 1230 - 130. Having nuzzled up nice and warm in bed i was kinda miffed to be awoken... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i open the door kinda disgruntled... and here's this aussie bloke huffing and puffing away, heres the conversation that followed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Hi you Cheryl??&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah - what's up? &lt;br /&gt;Guy: Boy oh boy do i have a heavy delivery for you... it's bloody big i tell ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i peer outta my door and look into the doorway and see nothing...so i ask him&lt;br /&gt;Me: and uh... what would that be cos i dont see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Oh! i had to come up and check whether you're home, alright since you are i'm gonna go on down and lugg that thing up for you! You know what you got - its' mighty heavy....? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: i dunno you wanna tell me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: AWww. why dont you just come down and check it out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thanks mate but why don't you be a good man and help me please... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Alright cheryl let me tell ya! you got a bicylce waiting for you downstairs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No kiddin! no way... * in disbelief*&lt;br /&gt;Guy: You bet you do mate! A bloody heavy bicyle which i'm gonna lug on up! &lt;br /&gt;Me: Nah... you messin with me... i'm not expecting a bicyle? &lt;br /&gt;Guy: Well you'll get it soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy leaves and i step back into my apartment thinking ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Widya?? OMG Widya?? a Bicycle?? No way .. seriously a bicycle?? Omg i have a bicycle..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway dude comes back up chucks me the "package" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2787.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says "Enjoy your bike cheryl!" and leaves... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i am standing in the middle of my apartment with that massive box....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2790.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to tell someone - but i dont know who!! So what do i do.. i call Carol my sister, and she's like WHAT?? Woah! Your friend's damm fun! So yes yes... the excitement does jolt me outta my half dazed mode, and i get on to opening my present! Lo and behold i realise as i open the box that... You have to assemble certain parts yourself... Gosh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2794.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So being so enthused, i get right to it! And that's the mess that i leave behind because i have to get on back to Uni for class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right... so back at 4 plus - i decide to get on with the setting up of my bike... and after an hour plus or so of fiddling with it... I managed to get it kinda togther...why i say kinda is cos i dont' know how to fix the brake cable to the brake? Yeah so this was what i managed.. Can you tell i'm pretty tired? LAck of sleep and concentration on all the screws and bits?? Well I'm rahter satisfied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2810.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my bicycle - I call it my White Knight... Geez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2798.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112548368490730198?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112548368490730198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112548368490730198&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112548368490730198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112548368490730198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/08/weeds-thanks-for-your-present-i-take.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112521279250563541</id><published>2005-08-28T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T15:13:30.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 21st Birthday Wah Sing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger is acting up on me so you get the pics in a random order. I can't afford the time to label them but just wanted to post up some pics of a night of good company and food at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1884 Wine &amp; Steak Bar, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; courtesy of dear Wah Sing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_27522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_27522.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_27423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_27423.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_27531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_27531.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_27462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_27462.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_27482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_27482.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_27581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_27581.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_27601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_27601.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112521279250563541?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112521279250563541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112521279250563541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112521279250563541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112521279250563541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-21st-birthday-wah-sing-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112520869331710565</id><published>2005-08-28T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T14:36:19.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_27212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_27182.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_27341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_27341.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_27192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_27192.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_27242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_27242.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_27361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_27361.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112520869331710565?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112520869331710565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112520869331710565&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112520869331710565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112520869331710565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112504707027514913</id><published>2005-08-26T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T17:04:30.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2710.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought myself a goose down vest... Its black and i realise that you can barely see it in this pic. ok will take a better one another time. But anyway my face is kinda reddish cos i sat in the sun with Jerrie - will post a pic one day - from 11 ish - to about 4, with the sun right in our faces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next pic is just a jacket that i saw but dudes - it costs like 400 aussie man! but its really warm and nice - but not gonna blow all my cash on that man! damm its ex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/Spyder%20jacket%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/Spyder%20jacket%201.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112504707027514913?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112504707027514913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112504707027514913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112504707027514913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112504707027514913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-bought-myself-goose-down-vest.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112494783150001244</id><published>2005-08-25T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T13:30:31.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright folks Mum wants to sell my alfa 156... Im kinda sad cos its a car that i feel really is me... haha! Well its true - not too common but with its own style. *swear im gonna get some bashing from those who thought that was just a self paid compliment, but its' not ok. I love Alfas and their acceleration! WooH! Its such a high when you feel the surge of power. Sorry to say, Beemers are just kinda less of an experience. If i could have it my way, i'd like a Maserati, but BUDGET lah and theres no way i'd afford the expenses. Anyway here are few i was looking at...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/Freelander%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/Freelander%202.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeep? really for me? can you see me in it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/Freelander.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/Freelander.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landrover Freelander? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/GTV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/GTV.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfa Romeo GTV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/GTV%20inside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/GTV%20inside.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another view of the Alfa GTV - yes I'm kinda biased towards Alfas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/spider.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/spider.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh - Alfa Spider...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112494783150001244?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112494783150001244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112494783150001244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112494783150001244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112494783150001244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/08/alright-folks-mum-wants-to-sell-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112494348392314754</id><published>2005-08-25T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T12:18:03.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I decided to cheer myself up with some flowers - yes yes... i do have a domesticated side... and Yes i was that bored hence the picture snappin of Flowers. Gerberas... Nice and bright. ROshan's coming over for dinner tonight and i'm cooking Pork Stroganoff! You guys know what that is??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2701.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2702.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2697.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112494348392314754?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112494348392314754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112494348392314754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112494348392314754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112494348392314754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-decided-to-cheer-myself-up-with-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112478395646036743</id><published>2005-08-23T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T16:15:41.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALright folks - nothing much has been happening in my life the past few days, Yes - perhaps i dont reAlly have one here in Melb... Sigh... anyway, Daph celebrated her Birthday THREE, Yes THREE days in a Row - From Friday to Sunday. The following are just some shots of the BBQ we had on Sunday afternoon at a friends' rooftop. Three cakes in Three days, can you see the increased "roundness" of Daph's face?? Kiddin! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/126_2618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/126_2618.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dear WL and Daph - WL i think your eyes CAN be seen in this pic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/126_2619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/126_2619.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rooftop shot while having hte BBQ - it got a tad chilly towards the later part of the afternoon, but still pretty fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/126_2637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/126_2637.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is definitely a ONCE in a lifetime shot for me, there is not way I'm gonna pose for another one of these... =) Just wanted to be a good sport! haha! Daph! See how much i've done for your bday?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/126_2631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/126_2631.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group shot of the cake and the whole gang - new babes in the pics... Dawn, Shereena, Kie and Melissa... the two guys are Kevin aka Boss, and Chin... You guys should be familiar with Daph already! she's HOGGING all my pics! If i didn't know better, i'd think it's her blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/126_2644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/126_2644.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daph and me on the couch with yet another cake for the wkend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks - be expecting some more Birthday Pics cos it's Wah Sing's Birthday this wkend! 27th August and we're gonna be having some good ol' steak, scallops and oysters hopefully with some Vino... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm trying to abstain from Alcohol and caffeine UNLESS it's a special occassion... So birthdays are good yeah? Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112478395646036743?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112478395646036743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112478395646036743&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112478395646036743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112478395646036743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/08/alright-folks-nothing-much-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112478321784295344</id><published>2005-08-23T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T15:46:57.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok this may be rather random, but there the cashier/ waitress at the KTV place i was at for Daph's bday totally reminded me of a good friend in Spore - I don't know whether you guys see the similarity? But i suppose it was even more striking cos their mannerisms were pretty much the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Dawn - My spore friend on the right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/Dawn%20pal1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/Dawn%20pal.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the KTV "twin" with Daph... (I had to form some kinda excuse to get her pic to show Dawn.. Haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_26811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2681.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112478321784295344?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112478321784295344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112478321784295344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112478321784295344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112478321784295344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/08/ok-this-may-be-rather-random-but-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112454374507545774</id><published>2005-08-20T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T21:16:28.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dying by Five for Fighting &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying, dying to wake up without you, without you in my head again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying, dying to forget about you, that you ever lived.&lt;br /&gt;There's a shade come over this heart that's coping with laying down to rest. &lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to live without you again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying, dying to find a distraction, get you away from me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying, dying to reach a conclusion, so that the world can see; &lt;br /&gt;It's the same old story of love and glory that broke before it bent.&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying to live without you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time you left I said goodbye;&lt;br /&gt;now there's not a prayer that can survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying, dying to die just to come back so we can meet again.&lt;br /&gt;Dying, dying to say what I always should have said - &lt;br /&gt;It's a strange emotion this but there's still hope in this as long as there's a breath.&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying and I can't live without you again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arent these lyrics absolutely poignant and depressing?? I just heard it, and I remember driving home (while i was working in EY) after a long day of auditing at the client's place, stuck in the jam, looking at the sea tail-lights facing me, and just listening to this song. It was the CD of the month for me at that point in time. Depressing as it may be, its still very meaningful. Truly can bring about feelings man. Ok perhaps i'm biased, but i love Five for Fighting (did you know its only a one-man show? You'd think it's some band right?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as it was tiring coming back from work - man oh man! i cannot wait to get out there into that scary as hell corporate work place! Maybe i'm just missing the pace of Spore, its too slow here, i feel like i'm always in a rush even though i need not be. And when i try and slow down it frustrates me cos time is just being wasted. Well but there are days when i wake up early and the whole day awaits me but there's also nothing that much to fill my days with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can i just say that "The Bodyguard" is the crappiest show ever man... I'm watching it right now, and its so Dumb! Ok will go sleep - going for 8am mass tmr... Its' my grandma Kim's birthday tmr, but i can't call her cos i've Lost my voice! Sigh - HOW??? Hurry sleep and it'll get better? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah one more thing - today a number of people told me that i'm impatient ---- Hmmm yes i am, so after receiving such "feedbacK" i aptiently sat down on my couch Patiently telling myself that i AM impatient and therefore i must try and be MORE patient, but such change cannot be immediate, it'll have to be a patient process. Yes oh yes - Patience... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112454374507545774?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112454374507545774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112454374507545774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112454374507545774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112454374507545774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/08/dying-by-five-for-fighting-im-dying.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112451209409338941</id><published>2005-08-20T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T16:41:11.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Celebrating Daphene's 21st Birthday at a KTV lounge. Mind you - it was my FIRST time going with friends man... Enlightening experience - though i think it's known to the world that i am OLD ---- Sigh... * cos i seemed to be the only one who knew all the retro songs. Think ABBA, Air Supply, Roy ORbinson...* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say WL does surprise one with her style man, as did Chin and Wellson. Oh well, good fun that has rendered me "literally speechles". (I lost my voice as I was just recovering from my cough, but after a whole day out and a night of a little singing...Im going to having a little silent retreat at home over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pics cos they apparently speak a 1000 words... Well... I have thus "spoken"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2674.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 21 year old Daphene - this was at 12 exactly. Well Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2683.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WL, Daph and moi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2678.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2680.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group shots essentially&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2652.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh this is just a shot that i think Daph will wanna keep forever, for one time in her life she's got Mr Lo on a bended knee serenading David Tao to her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2655.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone know that our dear Ms Loke is a really enthusiastic KTV lover? She has new loves every year... Last year was clubbin, this year it's KTV. With the dancing and all while singing, my my... Daph and her were the pretty much the centre of attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2645.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's the Birthday Girl Daphene and me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2644.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group shot - from the foreground : Chin, Daph, &lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;, Wellson and yours truly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2646.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dapper Wellson wearing the hat that i bought today cos i was caught in the rain. I think i should give it to him cos he definitely looks better in it... Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2686.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah Sing - the sweet girl who invites me over for dinner from time to time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2694.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daph with her choc-smeared face, but the culprits are the two cheeky guys in the background, with the third fella hiding behind the door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2696.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a party without some beer? Well we just had one... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2695.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beer with dear WL... to sum up the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112451209409338941?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112451209409338941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112451209409338941&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112451209409338941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112451209409338941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/08/celebrating-daphenes-21st-birthday-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112433685469493525</id><published>2005-08-18T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T13:20:05.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My temporary home away from Home... Welcome to my Apt - 403 / 1 Bouverie Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_26361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_26361.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just at the entrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_26331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_26331.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little dining table... and the shot of the ktichen, this is just left of the entrance. As for the dining table, well its' mainly just for me so guess i shouldn't complain. After all, it does reduce surface area for cleaning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2631.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little dining room area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_26351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_26351.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shot of the stainless steel cutlery i got... Thought it fit nicely with the them of the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2627.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this is opposite the dining table area...Finally i have a proper study desk. Last sem i had a dinner cum study table. So whenever i had to eat, i had to clear my study materials, and vice versa. It was a tiring annoying process, now i can just leave all my stuff where it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2622.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk right through the doorway and you reach my bedroom. A shot of my bedroom, mind you I went through a lot of trouble in choosing my colour combi for the bedsheets... I think its' not half bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2620.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here's the bed... Can you tell how proud i am about my sheet selection? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2623.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, coming out of my room you turn right and here's the comfy sofa that i have made my little relaxation zone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/IMG_2626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/IMG_2626.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i see when my ass is plonked on the couch...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112433685469493525?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112433685469493525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112433685469493525&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112433685469493525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112433685469493525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-temporary-home-away-from-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15506166.post-112433464594327997</id><published>2005-08-18T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T13:14:14.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lovely eye-candy... I absolutely adore cars... The power behind them especially is an absolute thrill, and there will be a day when i will (hopefully) indulge in one of these beautiful creation of art. My my... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell me which of the following ones do You fancy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/Maserati%20Coupe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/Maserati%20Coupe.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maserati Coupe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/Maserati%20coupe%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/Maserati%20coupe%202.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maserati Coupe - back view.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/Maserati%20spyder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/Maserati%20spyder.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maserati Spyder &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/Maserati%20gransport.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/Maserati%20gransport.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maserati Gransport &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/1600/SL500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/320/SL500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercedes - SL500, The is one damm sexy car... Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15506166-112433464594327997?l=imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/feeds/112433464594327997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15506166&amp;postID=112433464594327997&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112433464594327997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15506166/posts/default/112433464594327997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imjusttryingtomakesenseofthings.blogspot.com/2005/08/lovely-eye-candy.html' title=''/><author><name>Nguyen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06104704003106763892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/693/471/400/IMG_30131.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
