<?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-6122081682153058822</id><updated>2011-07-29T08:26:24.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a lonely impulse of delight</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>209</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-838937216387627008</id><published>2009-01-07T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:53:17.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am 21 and going to france</title><content type='html'>i don't think anyone reads this anymore. not even me. whatever. i shall now blog bout the past few days cos they have been very good and full ones, and i need to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let us start on yacht day (i have lost all sense of time). in the morning, i went to nat's aunt's party with naomin, as two VERY EXTRA CHINESE GIRLS out on a CULTURAL ACTIVITY. never see aunt before, very out of place. nevertheless, cried when bride walked in, cos very pretty. siao ok. the tear ducts have problems. after that, went home to change and then it was dwayne's 21st on the yacht that never left the dock. of course, a crassy crassy affair was rendered much less so cos... we are disgusting ppl la. talk very loudly with beehoon and chicken wings in mouth etcetc. the usual. got a tad tipsy, then went back to dwayne's (with a very drunk dwayne) to play some rock band and pingpong while he... lay in his room la. we are horrible friends. but dwayne, if you read this, THE PARTY WAS VERY FUN HOR, AND I LIKE IT A LOT. THANKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day was the day before my birthday. had champagne brunch with jerrine rachel adeline shirin luke dwayne christine at shangri la's the line. again, crassy affair made very much less so cos of the loud talking and annoying photo taking. got nice prezzies. was very happy. food very good, eat until peng. after lunch, went back to dwayne's (again) with one or two drunken (christine) mishaps along the way, for more rock band. then rushed off to nat's farewell allllllll the way in tampines and met her two boiz, who are my New Best Buddies. then, family dinner at chinese restaurant where.. i ate again la. i kinda hate food now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday, was my VERY LOVELY HIGH TEA SURPRISE WITH NAOMIN AND NAT. I LOVE THE SURPRISE. I SWEAR. had coffee at TCC first as 'decoy', then i guessed my surprise, then we went for it. ate like fiend again, then rushed home to set up for wesleyan bbq, which turned out pretty nice and chill and relaxed, which was nice. got to see anand aditi conan mark shuwei and met chengxi and joel. drank more champagne, bitched about more ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day after my birthday, met ashlyn and yogi for thwarted ramen and green tea ice cream. lucky christine allow. [(tampopo man: tomorrow) (inside joke. VERY FUNNY, trust me)]&lt;br /&gt;ashlyn: life as a human is hard.&lt;br /&gt;after very nice and funny lunch, went to island creamery to meet edwin and olivia, and very quickly adjourned to ollie's house for rock band 2, where i discovered edwin's weakness: rhythm :D i think i am a convert, though. i blame christine. and zen... off to city hall to meet jerrine for secret meeting where we fantasized and were overall very disgusting. had soft boiled eggs. veh nais. then went to airport to see nat and luke off, which was noisy and happy affair, then was fetched back and am now home and very very sleepy. so... goodnight world, and tmr night i will be in pareeeeeee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, being 21 is very very nice :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-838937216387627008?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/838937216387627008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=838937216387627008' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/838937216387627008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/838937216387627008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-21-and-going-to-france.html' title='i am 21 and going to france'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-5008206107638350041</id><published>2008-12-26T02:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T02:47:16.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry christmas and all that</title><content type='html'>quick recaps... tuesday i met jasmine in the afternoon for bolt (THE HAMSTER. PLEASE WATCH BOLT FOR THE HAMSTER.) and xo noodles at, where else, amk hub. caught up and etc, and i showed her the most impt part of the hub: scarlet city. at night met family friends and some of their friends for japanese excellence at Botan and drinks at Blu Jaz after, where we met with disappointment and no live jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday was the day of the ill-fated tree top trail hike, which was rained on so i met nat and naomin at city hall for long awaited crab tang hoon at thai express where we argued over the bill, talked about islamic banking and cried. again. about balls. in the evening was church, then met jerrine and luke after for a could-be-funner zouk night which was nevertheless fun COS I GOT TO HANG OUT WITH YOU, JERRINE AND LUKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, christmas day, was spent helping mother prepare for usual partay. i made the cranberry sauce. woo. had the whole spectrum of meat laid out for dinner: pork (sausages, ribs and ham), goose, turkey, chicken, duck and beef and  i died with the meaty loveliness of it all. tried to watch transformers with edwin and calvin but was chased off. the after party was a long and squishy drive with the cousins to sembawang beach, just because i said the drive was nice and straight and the beach was dirty and dark. we had fun watching people try to fish and clambering around playgrounds, making homevideos and annoying campers, breathing the salty air and brushing scratchy sand off our feet, swinging and running and climbing and even vibrating, at one point. there is something about the night that inspires the tranquil, unapologetic childishness that i wish i could have in daylight. after that we drove to the other end of singapore for late night prata and enjoyed the straight stretch of green lights that only the night can offer us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems that everything i do this holiday is veiled by a thin gauze of barely discernible sadness - sadness at leaving so soon, the selfish sadness of loneliness; i am not sure what it is. what i do know is that the tangible presence of friends cars playgrounds family food dancing familiarity is effectively sweeping this undesired, unwarranted annoyance far into the part of my brain that is duly uncovered whenever i am far from home. i doubt the healthiness of this self-defensive mechanism, but for the meantime... je m'en fous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-5008206107638350041?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/5008206107638350041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=5008206107638350041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5008206107638350041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5008206107638350041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-and-all-that.html' title='merry christmas and all that'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-1434118597220011447</id><published>2008-12-21T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T23:33:37.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>god. it's good to be back</title><content type='html'>ok never blog for very very long so i must recap from very long ago but i am sick and sleepy so i shall do it quickly. last few days of school. when not spent studying, was spent quite nicely with friends whom i am not going to see for at least another 8 months to ever. hung out with nicolas, linda, dan, shirinandrudi, elena, paul, eric, erwin, sarah, ivy, iwan, kohei, nateandsue and of course siyou at various different meals, had a farewell partay where i took a lot of nice photos but after which my camera was stolen :((( and... that was it, actually. every other waking moment was spent packing or studying. not very fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaand... NOW I AM AT HOME AND heeheehee i love life again. in the past 3 days i have had enough chill, nice, happy, friendly, familiar, lovely fun to fill about 2 months in wes. so on friday, arrived in the morning, FIRST THING I GOT WAS YOUZHA AND WARM SOYA BEAN WITH MOTHER. ah bliss. and then lunch with elizabeth and ming and their friends at cheap ass dimsum (which i got for free :D:D), got fetched home, took nap till dinner, then went to eat world's freaking best rojak at balestier with family. and then and then. FUN HAVEN'T END KNOW. went to meet luke and ky at island creamery, then was driven to holland v for wala wala and mr siva. stumbled home in jet-lagged, alcohol-enhanced tiredness and fell asleep for a blissful 12 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was dedicated to nat and naomin! i must say... i haven't laughed SO FUCKING MUCH IN OH, 5 MONTHS. we oozed in the heat from TCC in raffles city to suntec to nat's house, where we spent er... much time laughing until peng over the unbelievable ugliness of our 14-17 yr old selves. goddamn i was a fugly teenager. when we were tired our from all the laughing, we headed to Mr Prata, ate beehoon goreng (alsfalskfja;klfja;klfjafkjaf good. a;lskdfjalkfdjalkfjalkdfj) and laughed summore, until i had to come home because i was all laughed out and there were no more laughter tears in my tear ducts. i swear. it was a weird feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to church and surprised many with my unexpected presence. it was nice being so... wamrly received. then lunch at maxwell with parents, where there was the AWESOME MAXWELL FISH SOUP I HAVE BEEN CRAVING FOR SINCE WELL... OCTOBER. i died. didn't talk for 20 minutes. and zen... off to christine's house where jerrine very opportunely skyped us! met luke and his manchester friends at PS cafe, talked too much about rock band, then was very nicely given a lift to orchard to meet felicia for bout 4 hrs of bitchiness, had ayam penyet (:D:D:D) and am now at home, showered, sitting on bed with laptop and nemo next to me. HIYAH. THE NICENESS OF LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and much more fun to come, cos jerrine returns and rachel returns and cousins come to singapore and i go to clubmed bintan and another wes dinner and there is christmas and new yr and my 21st AND HIYAH. SO SHIOK :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-1434118597220011447?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/1434118597220011447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=1434118597220011447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/1434118597220011447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/1434118597220011447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/12/god-its-good-to-be-back.html' title='god. it&apos;s good to be back'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-8998809535135112951</id><published>2008-12-12T14:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:26:14.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever</title><content type='html'>studying makes me think of everything else but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. i shall now list my three favourite smells in the world, ever.&lt;br /&gt;1. fresh orange peel&lt;br /&gt;2. lavender&lt;br /&gt;3. horses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaand... that's all, folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-8998809535135112951?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/8998809535135112951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=8998809535135112951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/8998809535135112951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/8998809535135112951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/12/whatever.html' title='whatever'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-5078263401282183338</id><published>2008-12-11T11:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:46:09.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the name of procrastination</title><content type='html'>I have sat in front of my computer for the entire day and the only time when my keyboard clacks so quickly and productively is when i am... blogging. ergo, it has not clacked quickly or productively all day :(((((.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahead: packing my wesleyan life into boxes again, french final paper, COL final paper, korean final, econ final (DEATHDEATHDEATH), forensic geology final, frenetic meals with people i will not see for 8 months/1 yr/ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is insane how long this semester has been and how it has flown by. i forget details of things that have happened at the begining of september, but the beginning of september seems just yesterday. memory is a strange thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had joint farewell party with erwin on monday night. almost everyone i wanted to come, came, and that is good enough. no matter how much i complain about this school and the people in it, there are some i am genuinely sad to leave behind. so... yay. not all is lost. also, i have received funny presents from assorted koreans/asians, so that was nice. so far i have received: taro bubble tea, shin ramen, a piece of paper with eric's face transposed onto an ugly man, porridge, an annotated korean Men's Health, and a paper flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teehee. ok now french essay calls to me. must heed. turrah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-5078263401282183338?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-2320214412184051875</id><published>2008-12-06T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T16:45:53.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be back home VEREH VEREH SOON :D:D</title><content type='html'>hello christine. i blog for yooz again k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not feel like i have anything of worth to say anymore, thus the lack of blogging. hell knows why i feel thus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for the sake of typing something down... this friday has been a nice one. as usual, taiko and horseriding made me happy again, even though i fell off high horse. literally hor, not metaphorically. have never been on metaphorical high horse, cos have no morals. K ANYWAY. came back, elena called, had semi-usual friday gathering of gal palz for dinner: me shirin linda and elena. then rushed to sch cinema with isaac and eric and dom for screening of dark knight! which i have watched twice but it gets better each time i watch it! the joker and the christian bale and the humanity! dieded. i also love the black prisoner who threw the detonator out of the window. a tear made its stupid way out at that point. hannyways... after that went to chinese house for bubble tea with sue somin and paul. felt very wholesome and family like, which is good. zen... came home to make mulled wine with erwin. heehee VERY NICE OMG. so we randomly put a bunch of shit in a pot of wine: orange peel and oranges, ginger slices, brown sugar and a lot a lot of cinammon powder. and then put on low heat. and then drank and watched 2 days in paris, with somin. and now after movie we are tipsy and thus have gone to our respecive rooms to sleep it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow night will be french hall party, GIRL TALK CONCERT IN SCH GYM WITH 1500 PPL WOO, sunday will be taiko performance and monday will be the last day of school. YAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-2320214412184051875?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/2320214412184051875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=2320214412184051875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2320214412184051875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2320214412184051875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/12/be-back-home-vereh-vereh-soon-dd.html' title='be back home VEREH VEREH SOON :D:D'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-3615600428671706864</id><published>2008-12-01T05:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T05:36:30.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>k. guess i should update again.</title><content type='html'>woo. first snow today lehhh. little puffs of greyish powder lie among half-dead grass, under steel-grey, sleet-urinating sky. as you can see, the weather is putting me in a very good mood.  also, the fact that it is sunday and i can no longer sleep more than 10 hours a day!!!!!!! howz~~~~???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, thanksgiving involved:&lt;br /&gt;- me being invited to a korean 'gathering' and me not feeling completely out of place. teehee. TRIUMPH OF THE OUTSIDER.&lt;br /&gt;- playing mario kart with pyungah, nick and somin&lt;br /&gt;- going to boston with siyou paul and chelsea and spending thanksgiving dinner semi-conscious in BU. thanksgiving dinner was very asian: roast duck, stir fried lobster, beef, spinach, rice and egg tarts hahaha&lt;br /&gt;- shopping on black friday quite unsuccessfully, and meeting rachel with siyou and thomas and chelsea in chinatown for dimsum!&lt;br /&gt;- coming back to campus and being a hermity sloth. or a slothy hermit. both also can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... that was my weekend. my and siyou's last trip togetherzzz~~. we spent very good quality time together, including affirming each other in the dark, squabbling about directions and lateness, talking about er.. the future (NOT TOGETHER HOR, DON'T GET WRONG IDEA PLS THANKS) and the present and everything else in between. teehee. aiyoh. this is very disgusting and mushy and i hate it so... i shall now go do korean homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baibai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-3615600428671706864?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/3615600428671706864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=3615600428671706864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/3615600428671706864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/3615600428671706864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/12/k-guess-i-should-update-again.html' title='k. guess i should update again.'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-536561854933166188</id><published>2008-11-26T04:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T04:43:11.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time no see, blog.</title><content type='html'>weekend was fun, cos no more horse show so can sleep late. aiyoh. that just sounded very loser. ok hannyway, it is first day of thanksgiving break and i have the WHOLE DAY FREE and i have just been watching movies in my room and cooking noodles and listening to music and am going to take a nap. BLIZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. recap of weekend hor. thursday night i cooked bahkutteh for linda shirin and rudi! we polished off 1.5kg of pork ribs, VERY VERY SCARY OMG. and 7 bowls of soup. hahaha. stomach mati alr i think. then watched Rocket Science with somin and spent the rest of the night feeding linda and rudi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was horseriding as usual, and i rode well and was happy. at night went to sarah's birthday partay in her basement and had a lot of weird drunken encounters such as counseling a japanese man, being counselled by other japanese men, laughing at other horny asians, laughing about things that are not funny, shouting names of indonesian food in a circle, and boob touching. ran home at 4.30am because it was cold and dark and i had a vision that i was being chased by monster trucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday night went to studio 54 party at psi u with paul and other housemates. paul wore blue flared jeans and vintage loafers and a hawaiian tucked in shirt, and i loved him for that. we were being pushed around by stupid couples making out so i did rudi's use-ass-to-dance-into-people-and-push-then-away thing and herded them all away from us. hero, i am. then came home, had fun with apple bongs, watched pineapple express and cooked 3 bowls of noodles with linda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was work and shit. went to investment group meeting. SO BORING. BRAIN SHRIVELED UP AND DIED. i looked at the insidious, money-grabbing, single-minded people around me and was very sad that they are all very accurate representations of the people i might work with for the rest of my life. UNLESS. i be brave and don't listen to my father. but that is anotehr story for another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday was a shitty day, cos i got back a bad essay and felt stupid for the rest of the day. night improved with dinner at french hall with siyou and shirin and isaac cos jega cooked nasi lemak and roti prata and it was VERY VERY GOOD OMG. jega is master housewife sia. why boy (albeit, gay) can cook so much better than me. at night was siyou's birthday party again in sarah's basement. got suitably wasted again and met the handsomest irish gay man EVER, met another Sam multiple times, witnessed illicit lesbian action, asked a lot of people if they have ever gotten back a bad essay (so bloody irritating omg), laughed at horny birthday girl, gave her a lap dance, was coerced into doing things, yelled bout forensic geology and ate a lot of fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.bed looks very inviting, it is time to dive in. heeheehee. bye all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-536561854933166188?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/536561854933166188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=536561854933166188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/536561854933166188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/536561854933166188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/11/long-time-no-see-blog.html' title='long time no see, blog.'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-2924374426468350458</id><published>2008-11-20T14:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:56:34.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quote from Annie Hall</title><content type='html'>which i just watched with Dan cos i have no homework and no life. it is a very nice and succinct and slightly sad quote about something with which i have had zero experience but one is allowed to appreciate the unknown, is one not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000095/"&gt;Alvy Singer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;Woody Allen narrating, talking about his ex-girlfriend&lt;/i&gt;] After that it got pretty late, and we both had to go, but it was great seeing Annie again. I... I realized what a terrific person she was, and... and how much fun it was just knowing her; and I... I, I thought of that old joke, y'know, the, this... this guy goes to a psychiatrist and says, "Doc, uh, my brother's crazy; he thinks he's a chicken." And, uh, the doctor says, "Well, why don't you turn him in?" The guy says, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I would, but I need the eggs."&lt;/span&gt; Well, I guess that's pretty much now how I feel about relationships; y'know, they're totally irrational, and crazy, and absurd, and... but, uh, I guess we keep goin' through it because, uh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;most of us... need the eggs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-2924374426468350458?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/2924374426468350458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=2924374426468350458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2924374426468350458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2924374426468350458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/11/quote-from-annie-hall.html' title='quote from Annie Hall'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-8748876457906288836</id><published>2008-11-19T05:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T05:48:12.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh noes</title><content type='html'>i just bought a bunch of grapes and a teeny tiny almost negligible box of blueberries for... USD$11.99.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.o wtf. might need to sell my soul soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-8748876457906288836?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/8748876457906288836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=8748876457906288836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/8748876457906288836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/8748876457906288836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-noes.html' title='oh noes'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-7314607589296493057</id><published>2008-11-17T14:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T14:25:32.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend</title><content type='html'>was ok. got third in horse show!!!! very happy! i have a ribbon declaring my excellent shiny third placing! yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but apart from that... everything was mostly bland and blah. i need to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also watched james bond and was disappointed with the lack of sex. and wit. however. the gratuitous shot of daniel craig's half naked torso was very er, greedily digested, without sounding like a complete perv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-7314607589296493057?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/7314607589296493057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=7314607589296493057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7314607589296493057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7314607589296493057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/11/weekend.html' title='weekend'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-8414881851463357246</id><published>2008-11-08T01:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T01:45:57.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>i just realised that i played TAIKO in front of the PRESIDENT of the UNITED STATES. and he WAVED to us. and there were snipers pointing GUNS at us while we were playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-8414881851463357246?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/8414881851463357246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=8414881851463357246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/8414881851463357246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/8414881851463357246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/11/hmm.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-6021504278544302944</id><published>2008-11-07T07:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T07:24:19.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>misery is</title><content type='html'>when you sleep only four hours at night&lt;br /&gt;to feel that your essay sucks cock&lt;br /&gt;and then to fail econs midterm&lt;br /&gt;only to be rained on when you stop out of class&lt;br /&gt;to go to work for pittance as slave&lt;br /&gt;and then to find out that the hat you bought online cannot fit onto your huge head&lt;br /&gt;as you step into a puddle which ruins your brand new pumps&lt;br /&gt;while you struggle to breathe cos there is mucous in your nose all the bloody time&lt;br /&gt;at the same time thinking how your life is boring and grey while everyone around you is living glittery shiny ones&lt;br /&gt;before going to eat shitty food for which you pay an extortionate amount&lt;br /&gt;which is followed up by the dessert of more homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misery is also when you know this will happen again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-6021504278544302944?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/6021504278544302944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=6021504278544302944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6021504278544302944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6021504278544302944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/11/misery-is.html' title='misery is'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-5574572749824551049</id><published>2008-11-06T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T01:20:06.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exciting</title><content type='html'>it was an insane campus last night. everyone was on foss hill, drunk and high and exuberant and dancing and letting off fireworks and screaming and hugging and listening to this song: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NPIMkDjzAlc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NPIMkDjzAlc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i felt like this about my government.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-5574572749824551049?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/5574572749824551049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=5574572749824551049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5574572749824551049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5574572749824551049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/11/exciting.html' title='exciting'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-775592770196002798</id><published>2008-11-05T04:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T04:45:16.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meep!</title><content type='html'>as politically apathetic as i am, it is no doubt that tonight will be lak;fj;akldfj exciting.&lt;br /&gt;however, i might be working in the lab when results of the next ruler of the first world come out. such is my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-775592770196002798?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/775592770196002798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>skool</title><content type='html'>weekend better than last, vastly. friday night i decided i was in need of a drunken night out, so i did. went to Buddhist House (!) for party with siyou isaac carlo leslie maria dan etc and lance lance and old flames were er, revived and we were almost caught by police for trespassing and then went home to cook noodles and listen to romanian music with dan and maria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight i just stayed in my room and tried to read godot and played the hardest game in the world (seriously. http://www.addictinggames.com/theworldshardestgame.html) and tried buying horses, donkeys, vietnamese wives and hookahs with isaac linda and dan. thankfully, we only succeeded in buying the last item. there is a party raging outside my room and my room is nice and bright and comfy and quiet and nice so i shall stay here with pocky and mojito.&lt;br /&gt;v nais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isaac: i wonder what you would get if you cross-bred a horse and a donkey.&lt;br /&gt;me: a honkey.&lt;br /&gt;isaac: !!&lt;br /&gt;me: whoops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k thass all. till next uneventful weekend, which i wish would come right now cos next week i have econ midterm, shitload of readings, korean test, COL essay, and US elections. cannot live alr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-4259340287915869427?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/4259340287915869427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=4259340287915869427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/4259340287915869427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/4259340287915869427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/11/skool.html' title='skool'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-3570663594055611633</id><published>2008-10-30T09:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T09:14:05.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sadness</title><content type='html'>i just realised my 21st birthday will be spent in transit :(:(:(:(:(:(:(:((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-3570663594055611633?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/3570663594055611633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=3570663594055611633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/3570663594055611633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/3570663594055611633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/10/sadness.html' title='sadness'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-1200207505020309328</id><published>2008-10-28T13:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T14:16:45.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fall break et al</title><content type='html'>so tonight i ponned another party cos the taiko performance sapped me of all my youthful energy. this anti-social behaviour cannot continue, it is rather worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, fall break is almost over :(. over weekend went to NY for much asian food (korean bbq, dimsum (TWICE!), hippie cafe food, ramen, and southern comfort food), shopping, visiting MoMA and karaoke (!!!) with housemates and the etcs. and rachel! meeting rachel was very nice and fun and familiar and i was happy :) we had dinner at the insane hippie cafe and talked about er, interesting lives and not so interesting lives and walked about after dinner in the brisk fall air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random things:&lt;br /&gt;nick and norah's infinite playlist is the cutest movie ever! please watch, cos michael cera just made my heart pop like.... a weasel la. (i know it's pop goes the weasel BUT WHATEVER. ARTISTIC BLOGGING LICENCE).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i (hopefully) start planning morocco and get things settled with friend. AM. SO. EXCITED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, sch starts on wed and i already have an insane amount of work it is not funny. THE PLAGUE, IT PLAGUES ME. k night. off to continue my very chill and zen night alone after 3 days of frenetic new york meandering with too many people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-1200207505020309328?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/1200207505020309328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=1200207505020309328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/1200207505020309328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/1200207505020309328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-break-et-al.html' title='fall break et al'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-7067351902378374502</id><published>2008-10-22T13:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T13:14:56.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay!</title><content type='html'>i have too much work to live but i am happy because:&lt;br /&gt;- i had nice chat with jerrine yesterday, about very long necks and cubes/pubes and unwashed mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;- i just skyped nat and naomin in simei starbucks singapore ZOMG. heart very warm&lt;br /&gt;- will be seeing rachel vairy vairy soon&lt;br /&gt;- vermont is more or less confirmed&lt;br /&gt;- there is hope for my morocco trip yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaand, that's all folks. now i must trawl through 40 pages of indecipherable french creole, at 1.13am. joy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-7067351902378374502?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/7067351902378374502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=7067351902378374502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7067351902378374502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7067351902378374502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/10/yay.html' title='yay!'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-7416880215822473376</id><published>2008-10-22T03:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T03:19:14.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>i think this says a lot about my sad little state of mind that today, the thing that made me most happy was not the nice weather, nor the ice cream i had after lunch with friends, nor the taiko session, but the fact that econ class was canceled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, ny in 3 days. cannot. bloody. wait.&lt;br /&gt;school has been going on for far too long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-7416880215822473376?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/7416880215822473376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=7416880215822473376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7416880215822473376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7416880215822473376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/10/hmm.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-932767992945680169</id><published>2008-10-20T08:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T08:32:50.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meh</title><content type='html'>lousy weekend.&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-932767992945680169?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/932767992945680169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>stim</title><content type='html'>i suddenly thought of the word 'stim' and realised how much i miss home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, tonight i cooketh laksa for 'ickle freshies', to quote shirin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-2867920940838224505?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/2867920940838224505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=2867920940838224505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2867920940838224505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2867920940838224505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/10/stim.html' title='stim'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-5898595554944452799</id><published>2008-10-17T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T11:44:32.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLANS PLANS PLANS</title><content type='html'>nothing to blog about again, cos my school weeks are mainly a routine blur spent studying, hanging out in my house, and doing quiet gentle things like watching movies and cooking food and going to the gym. it is quite calm and nice, this existence. if a bit lacking in the excitement factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh! got exciting thing! i participated in my first horse show last weekend! i got fourth place! out of five! hahahahaha but whatever, it is damn fun. i sit on the horse for like, 5 minutes but... i love horses la. so it is wonderful. i wish i could have a horse and take care of it and ride it and smell it everyday and call it bob and feed it apples. sorry creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from pho on main street with siyou and isaac, am now half-heartedly watching presidential debates. taiko in 20 minutes. watch horror movie with leslie and carlo after taiko. this is all not as exciting as... MY PLANS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fall break: nooyawk, babeh! there, i shall: meet rachel (:D), watch a musical, eat MANY TYPES OF ASIAN FOOD, cut hair, shop, and have general excellent fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanksgiving: dunno yet, but either vegas with jerrine or skiing in vermont!! though the latter looks more viable, cos i BOH LUI. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok the above was written last night, before i was interrupted by a horror movie featuring many many gollums. cheebye scary. anyway. lemme continue with PLANS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winter break: mebbe europe to visit sk ad to make a short detour to amsterdam...? before I GO TO FRANCE, BABEH. (OH YES, I GOT INTO THE PARIS PROGRAM. WOOHOOOO. omg i am going to travel so much that i might have to sell my kidney for cash)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... more updates, i guess? today had lunch with heiren gal palzzz. it was very funny and gossipy and i love them and they always use words like 'shawty' and 'why you gotta burn me like that' and 'booty juice' (omg i almost typed botty juice HARHARHARHAR dunno why it is funny and cute leh) and i always get a kick out of it. dinner at usdan with shirin nicolas siyou rudi etc and many sausages. i love sausages. almost as much as i love horses. teehee. missed movie with dan cos of KOREAN TA (WHY MISS SUCH AN IMPORTANT LESSON RIGHT) and now i am in my house doing... pretty much nothing. which is pretty damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k that's all. i bore myself. baibai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-5898595554944452799?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/5898595554944452799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=5898595554944452799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5898595554944452799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5898595554944452799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/10/plans-plans-plans.html' title='PLANS PLANS PLANS'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-5040805261528838561</id><published>2008-10-14T13:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:34:03.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>._______.</title><content type='html'>i need fall break to come. now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'... it is almost impossible to distinguish between playacting and true feelings. To decide that I love my mother and will stay with her, or to stay with her by putting on a charade, amount to the same thing. In other words,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; feelings are developed through the actions we take&lt;/span&gt;, therefore I cannot use them as guidelines for action.'&lt;br /&gt;                                                               - Sartre, 'L'Existentialism est un humanisme'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If what Sartre says is true, then relationships and love and whatnot are merely situational, circumstantial, and arbitrarily substantial. Not the most cheerful thought to have at 1.30am, in a quiet house by myself eh. But then again, we are all happy in whatever capacity we have been exposed to. happiness is not an absolute quantity; it is merely relative. and i guess that's all that matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-5040805261528838561?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/5040805261528838561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=5040805261528838561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5040805261528838561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5040805261528838561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='._______.'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-8046037499216352587</id><published>2008-10-05T02:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T10:43:22.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freedom est bien.</title><content type='html'>in a bid to not do any work after this disastrous week, work wise, these two days have been dedicated to some... rest and relaxation.&lt;br /&gt;friday i skipped korean class and slept till noon (shiokelao ok omg.). after taiko, went horseriding, rode a pony. very stress-free. came back, watched a new korean drama (^^ ^^ ^^) while eating kimchi noodle soup. shirin came to hang out for a bit, then the party started at my house. twas nice and stressfree and safe and . a koreanweenie came to my room to escape from the craziness outside heehee and i managed to keep all my black-widow instincts to myself. ok if he reads this, EVER, i die. during the party i escaped to sarah's house for naked exhibitionism again with siyou pyungah and random japanese men. came back, found drunk housemates eating very badly cooked drunkenly made food - charred rice and raw chicken. win. we then decided at 3.45am to go onto the rooftop, sit in the cold, drink wine, eat cereal, and gaze at the stars. it was très beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i woke up, had brunch with erwin carlo siyou isaac and mikako, hung out with siyou for a bit, took a nap, woke up in a panic and cooked food for the house dinner, then watched Morocco with very hot soldiers and a very hot Marlene Dietrich. and now i am back in house. later, we goeth to isaac's birthday, where he has very cleverly spent 400 bucks on alcohol. should be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is my weekend. in other news, the week sucked. kinda failed econ midterm, almost missed deadline for applying to study abroad, slept a total of 20 hours in 4 days, folded fucking napkins and washed bloody dishes at work and yadayadayada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this is part of the reason i have stopped feeling lonely. i have no time to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-8046037499216352587?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/8046037499216352587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=8046037499216352587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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soon. it is just that as this moment in time i have ceased to become human and have degenerated into a greasy, econ-textbook-reading, despairing, blobby reminder of my former self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i apologize.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-5679449401329650979?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/5679449401329650979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=5679449401329650979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5679449401329650979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5679449401329650979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/10/sorry-everyone.html' title='sorry everyone!'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-5951852709609877879</id><published>2008-09-28T13:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T13:32:16.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh noes.</title><content type='html'>i cannot come up with a thesis for a five page essay on T.S Eliot. i have been sitting in front of the computer for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh....... no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-5951852709609877879?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/5951852709609877879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=5951852709609877879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5951852709609877879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5951852709609877879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-noes.html' title='oh noes.'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-520766258563627150</id><published>2008-09-27T15:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T15:06:08.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the procrastination. wins.</title><content type='html'>so today, instead of starting on COL essay, studying for korean test, studying for econ midterm, starting on econ problem set, or settling my application to go to school in france, i:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- skipped horseriding *to study*&lt;br /&gt;- watched an anime movie with carlo and ruby&lt;br /&gt;- cooked my father's specialty (bread with FRIED LUNCHEON MEAT AND SUNNY SIDE UP WITH RUNNY YOLK :D:D:D) for me and isaac.&lt;br /&gt;- was disturbed in my room by, let's see, in chronological order: isaac somin james jeremy carlo eric thomas domily leslie yinhow vickie erwin nicolas, from 8pm to 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i wasted my whole day, wasted my lesson fee, didn't get work done, ingested 200% of my recommended daily intake of sodium, got fat, didn't get drunk, and am... blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need a good cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-520766258563627150?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/520766258563627150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=520766258563627150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/520766258563627150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-6879099205153845214?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/6879099205153845214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=6879099205153845214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6879099205153845214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6879099205153845214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-2450992470898715870</id><published>2008-09-24T11:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T11:33:52.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quote of the day</title><content type='html'>me: *upon seeing dorian gray (the book hor, not the... person) on eric's bookshelf* eh you've read dorian gray?&lt;br /&gt;eric: nah. i hate virginia woolf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiyah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-2450992470898715870?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/2450992470898715870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=2450992470898715870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2450992470898715870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2450992470898715870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/09/quote-of-day.html' title='quote of the day'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-5511854337317910356</id><published>2008-09-22T13:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T13:54:57.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kay la, kay la.</title><content type='html'>here is my blog entry for the week.&lt;br /&gt;i have done many things this week, and here are the salient ones, in point form:&lt;br /&gt;- monday to thurs were routine days of work, school, and study.&lt;br /&gt;- tuesday i had linda elena and dan over for some fried rice. rice actually sucked, but hey. none of them had fried rice ever, so no judgement pls tanks.&lt;br /&gt;- friday i had my first horseriding lesson of the season, and i duly fell off a horse and landed on my feet. i win.&lt;br /&gt;- friday night was the uniform party at my house, which was good, clean, lancing lancing fun. i wore a sch girl getup, along with 99% of the other girls there. i was embarrassed for pandering so shamelessly to this blatant societal degradation of women, but then '4 minutes' came on and my vague feminist-ish ruminations vanished, just like that.&lt;br /&gt;- saturday i studied rocks in the afternoon, then went for a Marie Chouinard (yes, the name does not mean anything to me either) dance performance which was replete with black strap-on dildos and gold nipple caps. the theme was Orpheus and Eurydice. i still do not see the.. connection.&lt;br /&gt;- then, hyejin's birthday party at seitaro's place where the usual drunken revelry was had. not as fun as last week, but i DID manage to play with hulk gloves and steal some cheetos. came back and made indomie with erwin. that was highlight of night.&lt;br /&gt;- today i woke up late and cooked pasta (very al dente-y done, if i do say so myself) and read mrs dalloway to the point where i now think in semicolons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaand... that's it! now, another week of the same ol' same ol' looms ahead. as does the dried up, stick thin figure of mrs bloody dalloway. night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-5511854337317910356?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/5511854337317910356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=5511854337317910356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5511854337317910356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5511854337317910356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/09/kay-la-kay-la.html' title='kay la, kay la.'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-3441959815677561010</id><published>2008-09-14T04:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T11:30:11.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>college nights</title><content type='html'>ok updates. this is a tiring business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this week i:&lt;br /&gt;- decided to buy a bike so i can cycle around this new england countryside with siyou&lt;br /&gt;- watched purple rain, which is the best worst 80s movie ever&lt;br /&gt;- practiced taiko till my arms fell off&lt;br /&gt;- heard the most gleeful news i have heard in a long time&lt;br /&gt;- didn't do much work&lt;br /&gt;- pimped up my room with two beds, 5 lights and satin sheets :D it is now porn-movie worthy, as erwin says&lt;br /&gt;- cooked dinner 5 times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri night was nice and.. interesting. went for alcohol run in main street with siyou after class, met seitaro and toan and they gave us ride back. came back to house in pouring rain, was pleasantly surprised by housemates cooking japanese curry and stir fried chicken for dinner. opened bottle of wine, ate and talked for a bit with the rain still pouring outside. was very nice :). i learnt the korean onomatopoeia for shit it is puh-jeh-jeh. aiyoh. tried to do a little econs, gave up and started the inebriating. the night henceforth was a messy, happy blur. went to frat house for party with siyou shirin rudi dan linda and lance lance for a bit, then went to asian party which is where i.. truly belong la. there, i got beer poured on me, poured beer on people, was flashed by punk sushiman, had my leather jacket stolen by another sushiman, talked to various random people, sat on the wet grass, witnessed numerous taupoks, bonded with singaporean freshman, witnessed the birth of love, sang the school song, and was generally... very bawdy. after that went to isaac's room with mark and somin for some after party cloudiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday had to wake up early for another taiko performance (WOOO~~~) and i appeared on local television again, though i am too embarrassed to watch. came back for japanese calligraphy workshop (didn't learn anything except the right way to draw Hello Kitty), then cooked aglio olio for singapore dinner (damn nice sia), then singapore dinner where the fire alarm was set off by ivan's burning plantains. after dinner, hung out with jega and siyou for a bit in my NEW PIMPY ROOM, then went to keith's house for some burnin' with assorted upperclassmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to korean church, had free bibimbap (:D), met cute as button freshman, went to asian supermarket and went crazy on... sunsilk shampoo. i very vain, is disgusting. afternoon went to ikea and i pimped up my room summore! now i have a sheepskin throwrug! omg! how to not film porn movie! and now i... work. so that has been my weekend, and it has been quite a good one. and now i shall stop here. and oh this is so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok if you have been patient and laboured all the way to the end, here is your reward: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZNFAq5PjXpU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZNFAq5PjXpU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-3441959815677561010?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/3441959815677561010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=3441959815677561010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/3441959815677561010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/3441959815677561010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/09/college-nights.html' title='college nights'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-6106215465947295496</id><published>2008-09-07T12:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T12:02:32.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>also:</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_RgL2MKfWTo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_RgL2MKfWTo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-6106215465947295496?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/6106215465947295496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=6106215465947295496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6106215465947295496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6106215465947295496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/09/also.html' title='also:'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-5553390235164643315</id><published>2008-09-07T11:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T11:59:59.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>it is time to complain about the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have too much. it is also in indecipherable french. hence, i am at home on a saturday night, missing parties that i should be attending, as a... hips and haps sophomore. woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night had housewarming party at my house. million ppl came, didn't know about 900,000 of them. they stole my milk and cereal, so this morning i had no breakfast. and to add insult to injury, they poured my cereal all over the bloody floor. WANT TO STEAL FOOD AT LEAST EAT RIGHT, CHEEBS. in other news, korean freshmen vehvehvehvehvehvehvehvehvehveh cute. i die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was boring, but pleasant. cooked fried rice for siyou and paul. it was not bad. i put garlic and egg and mushrooms in heehee. i think i am destined to be housewife la, sian, summore yesterday i cooked instant noodles for isaac. then sat in living room and people just came in and out and prevented me from reading a novel in the language of lurve. eric and leslie distracted me with korean horror movie. isaac tried to vacumn a fly in my room. he chased it around for 5 minutes, but the fly escaped. i talked excessively to siyou. somin came over. i cannot study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god this blog has again reached new lows. ok shower. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. now got indonesian ppl watching indonesian gigolo show outside my room. WHAI LIKE THIS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-5553390235164643315?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/5553390235164643315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=5553390235164643315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5553390235164643315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5553390235164643315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/09/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-4342976907081552402</id><published>2008-09-04T10:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T13:09:59.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>campus life</title><content type='html'>has been good so far, even though it's been just two days. good though, not great. however, good is already great for someone like me so... there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my classes are bloody awesome again. here is a list, cos i feel indulgent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- procedure print_course_descr crse_id 012107 strm 1089 DB=PS89PROD --&gt; &lt;a name="TOP"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="title"&gt;- 20th-Century Franco-Caribbean Literature and the Search for Identity (cos must keep up the francais)&lt;br /&gt;- Elementary Korean (^.^)&lt;br /&gt;- College of Letters Colloquium: War and Its Consequences in 20th Century Europe&lt;br /&gt;- Advanced Taiko (double ^.^)&lt;br /&gt;- Microecon  (-.-)&lt;br /&gt;- Forensic Geology (bullshit science class but is basically CSI with rocks. and that is always fun, no?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have settled in so well that i feel absolutely no need to step out of my comfort zone. This morning, i woke up early and ate cereal and watched Tyra before class. in the afternoon, i went to the gym with shirin. in between, had 2 hour chat with nicolas. somin just left my house. during work, kohei came over and philosophized at me about the difference between pleasure and happiness.  i had my first korean class this morning. it was awesome. i gawked at the cutest korean freshman during lunch. i also chatted with jerrine briefly online, which was very very nais. yesterday, siyou came over at night and just sat. we talked very happily. had work at night, rudi and shirin came to disturb. before that i had dinner with siyou and paul and talked about 'let's get physics-cal'. before &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;, sat in school centre with isaac and talked about nipple tattoos and lesbian posters. two days ago i watched a scary movie in my house with houesmates. The Mist. it is quite fucky, and irritating cos the monsters were tentacles and that is just not scary. but it was fun. before that, i went to a tag sale briefly with linda and dan and got free hangers. a korean hugged me ^.^ i have also almost finished unpacking. now, to buy new furniture and DECORATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in conclusion, i will have no new friends this year. but whatever. harharhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-4342976907081552402?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/4342976907081552402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=4342976907081552402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/4342976907081552402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/4342976907081552402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/09/campus-life.html' title='campus life'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-3459027656125611932</id><published>2008-09-01T09:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T09:36:43.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back!</title><content type='html'>despite my initial trepidation and downright misery about coming back to the land of the annoyingly free and, well, school, i must say it has been a comfortingly nice first day back. while hauling ass into my new house (:D) with my HUGE ROOM, carlo was there, taking a nap on the couch at 5pm like ahpek. hauled a bit more, and eric came out of his room rubbing his head. then mikako came down and gave me soap. then somin ran into the house and jumped on me. then shirin called. then went to dinner and shouted at a few more people. then hung out in shirin's room with rudi and nicolas for a bit. and now i am sitting in my living room with the tv on (WE HAVE 4. ZOMG. can have one for the boys and their porn -.-) waiting for people to come over later for wine even though i am kind of dying from jetlag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. what i'm trying to say is... i'm comfortably happy right now, though i know this unfamiliar feeling of contentment will not last and i will start moaning in a few days time about having no privacy and too much homework and not having real friends but for the moment, i shall bask in this... rather pleasant feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok eric brew tea alr. shall go and drink.&lt;br /&gt;and shit. no wine. ok shall sleep at 10pm on my first day back. win. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-3459027656125611932?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/3459027656125611932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=3459027656125611932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/3459027656125611932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/3459027656125611932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/09/back.html' title='back!'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-4087109443938921599</id><published>2008-08-30T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T01:58:21.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and so it ends</title><content type='html'>this summer has been so awesome without me trying to make it so. ergo, i will never get one so simple and happy and good, ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a nice last day to have at home, with suitable amounts of comfortable companionship and an unexpected, but very pleasant jolt of new company. so the day started when i dragged my ass out of bed to meet felicia in orchard where we went to macs to beg for leftover breakfast mcgriddles. we succeeded. i then proceeded to break her camera, because i seem to be afflicted by bodily protrusions that prove to be so calamitous for me. aka, very flail-ly limbs. and then she went to meet her trio of japanese minions, and i tagged along shamelessly. so i met yuya and sekki, two very interesting japanese young male specimens. brought them for far east chicken rice (which they tried to eat with chopsticks! !!!) amidst very stilted but entertaining exchanges, amazed them with the colour and variety of agar-agar at the fruit store (sekki: they are the colour of... danger!) and then left them to meet christine, but not before the two boys quietly gave us little gifts of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and christine then spent a nice 2 hours talking and eating and walking and eating and talking, in that order. it was very nice :) i love talking. and eating. not so much walking, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then christine had to answer the call of academia and after shamelessly meeting felicia and the minions again, headed on down to simei for some grocery shopping for the japanese curry feast at naomin's house. me nat sk naomin fought about knives and mushrooms and potatoes, but the food got cooked and we had a very nice homely dinner. after which naomin the sexy drove us back to my place and we... ate again. talked about everything from 'are you smarter than a 5th grader' to death to tongues to introverts vs extroverts to ghosts to mothers. a... good night, i must say. a very good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i go to sleep cos i must waketh in 5 hours. oh the humanity.&lt;br /&gt;turrah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-4087109443938921599?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/4087109443938921599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=4087109443938921599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/4087109443938921599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/4087109443938921599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-so-it-ends.html' title='and so it ends'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-4993828584019110990</id><published>2008-08-27T18:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T18:17:39.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>laife :) and happy birthday xtine!!!!</title><content type='html'>just came back from a warm and happy surprise birthday lunch and PS dempsey for christine, with another motley crew: me rachel joy yiming andre racheltan luke dwayne simon fabien and er, keith han. hahaha. is insane, this recent spate of motley crew-ness. but nice and comfortable and fun, unlike the forced, unnatural and painfully awkward group torture activities i was subjected to at uni. i think the presence of singlish adds muchly to the immediate comfort and assimilation. and the fact that there's nary a degree of separation between us. HIYAH WHY SO SHIOK ONE. SINGAPORE ROCKS LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that's all. the heartwarm-ness induced this sudden blog post. aaaaand... bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. don't wanna go to sch leh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-4993828584019110990?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/4993828584019110990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=4993828584019110990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/4993828584019110990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/4993828584019110990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/08/laife-and-happy-birthday-xtine.html' title='laife :) and happy birthday xtine!!!!'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-7332778525738692523</id><published>2008-08-22T00:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T16:01:14.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blahblahblah &amp; etc</title><content type='html'>i think i have gotten used to being a nomad. shuttling between two places for the most part of the year, trying to create a new life there while attempting to maintain and varnish the one at home isn't as trying or difficult as i imagined it to be. or maybe i just have this dubious ability of being able to severe ties and forget people and things i love. whatever it is, the idea of the impending year without the safety net of the knowledge that i'll see my home, my family and my friends, again leaves me surprisingly accepting and inert. i am perhaps making too big a deal of what is mere routine for the majority of my foreignly-schooled peers, but to my over-hyped and annoyingly aware brain, once again i find myself wishing for that little extra depth of emotion and irrational yearning for my life here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is not to say however, that i will not miss you all (you know who you are) like a fat bitch  after i'm gone. my heart just doesn't know it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaand... now on to the recounts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on tues i ran 5k. woo. was too tired to do anything else in the afternoon so i just dragged my lardass out in the evening to meet jas and char at bugis. brought them to eat ayam penek. got lost, but was worth it. spent a nice long 2 hrs or so bemoaning, and laughing bitterly, at life. very healthy. after that met luke keith sarah and later siyou at haji lane for some shisha at a very dubious establishment. after that couldn't bear to leave siyou so we had bean curd in another dubious establishment in little india. a very exotic night la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the beginning of wednesday was spent the way a sloth would. that is to say, i oozed around my house until naomin came in the evening, and went for run. 6k now. go me! after that nat came over and we had our long-awaited, annual popiah party. ate until shat. ok not that gross sorry. but ate A LOT. CHICKEN WINGS GALORE. SHIOK. talked about life and crap and everything in between and missed sk and was generally very happy and hazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs i trekked all the way to the rural rolling hills of NUS to meet the motley crew of karen nat naomin and felicia. julia even made a surprise appearance. i marveled at the relative... uniqueness of the school and its attendant specimens. singapore fashion rOxXxX, i must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, i leave the haven of my house for the delightful lights and noise of the fireworks festival with christine and joy, then the scary lights and noise of zouk to see my moh-dell friends strut their stuff, then perhaps some cooling jazz will deign to be part of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turrah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-7332778525738692523?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/7332778525738692523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=7332778525738692523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7332778525738692523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7332778525738692523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-think-i-have-gotten-used-to-being.html' title='blahblahblah &amp; etc'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-2082196347002746499</id><published>2008-08-20T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T01:27:48.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the world is very kaypo</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="wallcontent" border="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader"&gt;and all cos i quietly removed the relationship status from my profile.&lt;br /&gt;STILL SINGLE OK, DON'T WORRY. SKY WON'T FALL DOWN, BIRDS WILL STILL FLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=749121004" class="profile_link"&gt;Christine Sim&lt;/a&gt; wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 10:55pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="walltext"&gt;hahahahahaha even if you really got lover this whole wall is proof of WHY YOU MUST NOT TELL ANYONE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="attachment_compact_td" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;div class="wallactions"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=685390840&amp;amp;banter_id=749121004"&gt;Wall-to-Wall&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=749121004"&gt;Write on Christine's Wall&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#" onclick="(new pop_dialog('wallpro_dialog')).show_form('Delete Post?', 'Are you sure you want to delete it?', 'Delete','http://www.facebook.com/editwall.php?cdel=1069933&amp;id=685390840&amp;action=delete'); return false;"&gt;Delete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table id="comments_1069931" class="wallpost" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=680112603"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/v224/159/71/t680112603_6233.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table class="wallcontent" border="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=680112603" class="profile_link"&gt;Olivia Siong&lt;/a&gt; wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 10:54pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext"&gt;OI! SAM LEE!&lt;br /&gt;NO LONGER LISTED AS SINGLE EH?&lt;br /&gt;SO INTERESTING! heh heh heh :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="attachment_compact_td" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;div class="wallactions"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=685390840&amp;amp;banter_id=680112603"&gt;Wall-to-Wall&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=680112603"&gt;Write on Olivia's Wall&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#" onclick="(new pop_dialog('wallpro_dialog')).show_form('Delete Post?', 'Are you sure you want to delete it?', 'Delete','http://www.facebook.com/editwall.php?cdel=1069931&amp;id=685390840&amp;action=delete'); return false;"&gt;Delete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table id="comments_1069833" class="wallpost" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=554230514"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/v225/1094/44/t554230514_7346.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table class="wallcontent" border="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=554230514" class="profile_link"&gt;Jerrine Tan&lt;/a&gt; wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 9:49pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext"&gt;EH YOU ARE NO LONGER SINGLE IZZIT. WHO IS IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="attachment_compact_td" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;div class="wallactions"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=685390840&amp;amp;banter_id=554230514"&gt;Wall-to-Wall&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=554230514"&gt;Write on Jerrine's Wall&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#" onclick="(new pop_dialog('wallpro_dialog')).show_form('Delete Post?', 'Are you sure you want to delete it?', 'Delete','http://www.facebook.com/editwall.php?cdel=1069833&amp;id=685390840&amp;action=delete'); return false;"&gt;Delete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table id="comments_1069789" class="wallpost" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=503073556"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/v227/545/106/t503073556_8518.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table class="wallcontent" border="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=503073556" class="profile_link"&gt;Yogita Shamdasani&lt;/a&gt; (Cornell) wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 9:17pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext"&gt;WHY NOT?! PLEASE GO ITS MY LAST FOR A LOOONG TIME ):&lt;br /&gt;im leaving sunday ))):&lt;br /&gt;yess lets plan to bump into each other again soon, this time maybe we can even hang out.&lt;br /&gt;sam you are coming tomorrow. and whats this relationship status nonsense. the world cannot find out before me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="attachment_compact_td" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;div class="wallactions"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=685390840&amp;amp;banter_id=503073556"&gt;Wall-to-Wall&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=503073556"&gt;Write on Yogita's Wall&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#" onclick="(new pop_dialog('wallpro_dialog')).show_form('Delete Post?', 'Are you sure you want to delete it?', 'Delete','http://www.facebook.com/editwall.php?cdel=1069789&amp;id=685390840&amp;action=delete'); return false;"&gt;Delete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table id="comments_1069780" class="wallpost" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=670690769"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/v230/846/120/t670690769_4953.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table class="wallcontent" border="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=670690769" class="profile_link"&gt;Ashlyn Chee Rui Yin&lt;/a&gt; wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 9:11pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext"&gt;Hmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="attachment_compact_td" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;div class="wallactions"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=685390840&amp;amp;banter_id=670690769"&gt;Wall-to-Wall&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=670690769"&gt;Write on Ashlyn's Wall&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#" onclick="(new pop_dialog('wallpro_dialog')).show_form('Delete Post?', 'Are you sure you want to delete it?', 'Delete','http://www.facebook.com/editwall.php?cdel=1069780&amp;id=685390840&amp;action=delete'); return false;"&gt;Delete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table id="comments_1069778" class="wallpost" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=670690769"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/v230/846/120/t670690769_4953.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table class="wallcontent" border="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=670690769" class="profile_link"&gt;Ashlyn Chee Rui Yin&lt;/a&gt; wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 9:10pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext"&gt;Hmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="attachment_compact_td" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;div class="wallactions"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=685390840&amp;amp;banter_id=670690769"&gt;Wall-to-Wall&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=670690769"&gt;Write on Ashlyn's Wall&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#" onclick="(new pop_dialog('wallpro_dialog')).show_form('Delete Post?', 'Are you sure you want to delete it?', 'Delete','http://www.facebook.com/editwall.php?cdel=1069778&amp;id=685390840&amp;action=delete'); return false;"&gt;Delete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table id="comments_1069750" class="wallpost" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=4204355"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/v226/1365/13/t4204355_1742.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table class="wallcontent" border="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=4204355" class="profile_link"&gt;Anand Gopalan&lt;/a&gt; (Wesleyan) wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 8:54pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext"&gt;OH MY GOD. WHAT THE F***'s Going on in Singapore! SAMANTHA... u betta get ur assa backa to campus quick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="attachment_compact_td" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;div class="wallactions"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=685390840&amp;amp;banter_id=4204355"&gt;Wall-to-Wall&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=4204355"&gt;Write on Anand's Wall&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#" onclick="(new pop_dialog('wallpro_dialog')).show_form('Delete Post?', 'Are you sure you want to delete it?', 'Delete','http://www.facebook.com/editwall.php?cdel=1069750&amp;id=685390840&amp;action=delete'); return false;"&gt;Delete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table id="comments_1069714" class="wallpost" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=756200015"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table class="wallcontent" border="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=756200015" class="profile_link"&gt;Naomin Tan&lt;/a&gt; wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 8:30pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext"&gt;OH MY GOD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="attachment_compact_td" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;div class="wallactions"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=685390840&amp;amp;banter_id=756200015"&gt;Wall-to-Wall&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=756200015"&gt;Write on Naomin's Wall&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#" onclick="(new pop_dialog('wallpro_dialog')).show_form('Delete Post?', 'Are you sure you want to delete it?', 'Delete','http://www.facebook.com/editwall.php?cdel=1069714&amp;id=685390840&amp;action=delete'); return false;"&gt;Delete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;table id="comments_1069581" class="wallpost" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=733081635"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/profile5/955/36/t733081635_8241.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table class="wallcontent" border="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=733081635" class="profile_link"&gt;Siyou Tan&lt;/a&gt; (Wesleyan) wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 6:40pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext"&gt;EH. GOT LOVER NEVER TELL ME! bitch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="attachment_compact_td" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;div class="wallactions"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=685390840&amp;amp;banter_id=733081635"&gt;Wall-to-Wall&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=733081635"&gt;Write on Siyou's Wall&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#" onclick="(new pop_dialog('wallpro_dialog')).show_form('Delete Post?', 'Are you sure you want to delete it?', 'Delete','http://www.facebook.com/editwall.php?cdel=1069581&amp;id=685390840&amp;action=delete'); return false;"&gt;Delete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table id="comments_1069474" class="wallpost" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=500987569"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/v230/1184/18/t500987569_5864.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table class="wallcontent" border="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=500987569" class="profile_link"&gt;Natasha Ismail&lt;/a&gt; wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 5:02pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext"&gt;good thing SK broadcasted it here on the wall, i was not aware that you were no longer single either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="attachment_compact_td" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;div class="wallactions"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=685390840&amp;amp;banter_id=500987569"&gt;Wall-to-Wall&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=500987569"&gt;Write on Natasha's Wall&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#" onclick="(new pop_dialog('wallpro_dialog')).show_form('Delete Post?', 'Are you sure you want to delete it?', 'Delete','http://www.facebook.com/editwall.php?cdel=1069474&amp;id=685390840&amp;action=delete'); return false;"&gt;Delete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table id="comments_1069471" class="wallpost" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallimage"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=696427938"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/v229/316/56/t696427938_8907.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table class="wallcontent" border="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="wallinfo"&gt;&lt;div class="wallheader"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=696427938" class="profile_link"&gt;Siok Khoon Lim&lt;/a&gt; (UCL) wrote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;at 5:01pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="walltext"&gt;Facebook says that you are no longer listed as "single".&lt;br /&gt;Just in case the mini-feed doesn't tell everyone, I must say here also. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="attachment_compact_td" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;div class="wallactions"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=685390840&amp;amp;banter_id=696427938"&gt;Wall-to-Wall&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/wall.php?id=696427938"&gt;Write on Siok's Wall&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#" onclick="(new pop_dialog('wallpro_dialog')).show_form('Delete Post?', 'Are you sure you want to delete it?', 'Delete','http://www.facebook.com/editwall.php?cdel=1069471&amp;id=685390840&amp;action=delete'); return false;"&gt;Delete&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-2082196347002746499?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/2082196347002746499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=2082196347002746499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2082196347002746499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2082196347002746499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/08/world-is-very-kaypo.html' title='the world is very kaypo'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-1372850207881542762</id><published>2008-08-19T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T01:24:39.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aboot tahme fer a noo pohste.</title><content type='html'>i do not know why my title is written in a bad scottish accent, but there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i haven't blogged lately cos life has been one long scrambly ooze of friends, family and sleep. is very nice, this life. if only someone would give me oh, 10 million USD, i would be able to keep up this happy lifestyle forever. ... anyone...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me start from last tues, cos my memory spans only one week. tues was very nice and lazy day spent with jerrine, and i got my first pedicure! my toes now look weird and womanly. everytime i look down i get a shock, cos i am no longer scruffy. or, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt; scruffy. this will not last though, cos i am me. evening went to jerrine's house and screamed at chinese and japanese (KOHEI UCHIMURA 4 LYFEEEEE) male gymnasts with adeline scoffing at us from one corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed was adeline's farewell lunch at tomton with the usual, with a few male guests: dwayne, abel and luke. very motley, but very nice. left them early to go run 6km with naomin (some say i'm crazy) and then a very loser night of 'mambo' ensued. i ended up eating indian food and shishaing till the wee hours of the morning with nat naomin sk and sean. laughed until dieded at shit like 'nat, when you're old, your hair will be long and white'. don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw adeline off on thurs at airport, saw joy for a bit which was nice even though she insulted me to within an inch of my.... life la. lunch with nat etc, then money no enough 2 at night with jas whom i have not seen for a freaking yr. movie sucked. is hao gong ming movie, cos jack neo wants us all to love our mothers with a passion. he really does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri i was fevery and wobbly the whole day, so that sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday (oh god this is so boring) was cell bbq at my place. it was fun, made more so by common interest in the little sports competition going on now that is the olympics. a lot of screaming over black runners. i like doing things like that. edwin and josia made me very aware of my ungirliness again though. sianzzzzz~~~~ always like that one la, my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun met nao and sk for a very tiring day of... collecting marathon tickets. then grandmother's dinner over the table tennis game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went for lunch with my mother and her friends and felt very uncomfortable for most of it but it was worth it cos i got free japanese food. such is the state of my destitution. in the evening, met christine jerrine to eat xo fish soup FINALLY, then rachel and luke trickled in and ended up having dessert and some colouring fun at house in dempsey. a rather nice and friend-ful and comfortable night. VERY SHIOK I LOVE IT I AM HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now i should sleep cos need to run tmr cos i am... 'a fitness freak', according to jerrine. then on to meet charmaine for some good ol' complaining about life, and then shisha with luke and siyou and assorted wesleyan people. ah, plans. i like plans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-1372850207881542762?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/1372850207881542762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=1372850207881542762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/1372850207881542762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/1372850207881542762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/08/aboot-tahme-fer-noo-pohste.html' title='aboot tahme fer a noo pohste.'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-492554583077965193</id><published>2008-08-11T23:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T01:00:58.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cambodes, finally.</title><content type='html'>Ok. if you really, REALLY want a detailed recount of my cambodia trip, please be redirected to Nat's blog, which can be found on the bottom left hand corner of the screen. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will just be a random uploading of photos i think are... interesting. nothing expressly to do with angkor wat or local culture, just cos i don't want to spoil it with my words. also, cos i am lazy. i am a philistine, deal with it hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P7310072.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 514px; height: 686px;" src="http://i525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/P7310072.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture taken from inside ruins at Bayon. pls enlarge, thanks. i think it looks like.... a heavenly door and is very pretty. actually upon closer inspection it is quite a lousy picture but WHATEVER. LIKE IT PLS, COS I DO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P7310098.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 545px; height: 408px;" src="http://i525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/P7310098.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is PICTURE OF ROOTS FROM MY FAVOURITE TEMPLE, TA PROHM, WHERE ANGELINA JOLIE ONCE STOOD. BUT WHO CARES ABOUT ANGELINA WHEN ONE CAN BE AROUND HUGE ASS ROOTS SUCH AS THESE. the roots actually destroyed the temple. THE FRIGHTENING FECUNDITY OF THE FOREST, EH. THE FRIGHTENING FECUNDITY OF THE FOREST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1050035.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 508px; height: 337px;" src="http://i525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/P1050035.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kids playing in the king's ancient pool. i like taking pictures of kids, cos they are faux arty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P8010205.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 526px; height: 394px;" src="http://i525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/P8010205.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the Tonle Sap lake. i like the weird juxtaposition of green, blue and... teh tarik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P7301042.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 461px; height: 613px;" src="http://i525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/P7301042.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RATSSSSSSSSS. cambodians eat them. for like, fun. tsktsktsk. taken at the riverside market. my favourite part of the trip, cos no tourists at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P8010248.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 407px; height: 305px;" src="http://i525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/P8010248.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at Siem Reap's pub street, on the way to Temple Club for drinks. my unsteady hand made my two very alive friends look like ghosts. i think it looks nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1050334.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 429px; height: 286px;" src="http://i525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/P1050334.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeheehee. ignore naomin's largeass face please, and feast on the korean in the background. thanks very much. my (and nat's) source of entertainment for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P8030401.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 298px; height: 397px;" src="http://i525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/P8030401.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P8030400.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://i525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/P8030400.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;various 'that's life' expressions after getting caught in the rain in phnom penh. BEAUTEHS, WE ARE. BEAUTEHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P8030417.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 618px; height: 824px;" src="http://i525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/P8030417.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the royal temple, because we have so much reverence and respect for royalty, we wowed them with half-hearted, half-forgotten wrestling moves. to this day, i know not why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1050346.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 483px; height: 322px;" src="http://i525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/P1050346.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was... very happy to reach the riverfront of the city after walking through the harrowing alleyways of inner phnom penh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1050446.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 476px; height: 711px;" src="http://i525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/P1050446.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice picture of a not very nice place: the Tuol Sleng prison which used to be a school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1050460.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/P1050460.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I LIED, THIS WAS IN FACT MY FAVOURITE PART OF THE TRIP. walked to find this little local gem: phnom pleung (cambodian bbq). i had beef, squid, shrimp, egg, and vegs on my own little bbq pit FOR ONLY USD4 LA WAH LAU. seoul garden can kiss my oily a**. woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1050468.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i525.photobucket.com/albums/cc339/slee03_2008/P1050468.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this picture, i am pointing to a korean flag. just because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k that's my cambodian trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harharhar. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;fas&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cinating stuff eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-492554583077965193?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/492554583077965193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=492554583077965193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/492554583077965193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/492554583077965193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/08/cambodes-finally.html' title='cambodes, finally.'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-3057244569631873022</id><published>2008-08-08T02:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T02:27:44.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever.</title><content type='html'>ok i should actually update on cambodia now cos i still cannot sleep. so. it was FUN ASS SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;i am lazy to upload photos now but here is a little teaser. each of us found... ourselves during the six days away, and here are pictorial evidences of our essences. BEHOLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/SJs-LGnhFKI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Ro6efSdQaPw/s1600-h/P1050219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/SJs-LGnhFKI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Ro6efSdQaPw/s200/P1050219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231843752596804770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/SJs-K9zaOyI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/BrycNYS5cfg/s1600-h/P1050461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/SJs-K9zaOyI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/BrycNYS5cfg/s200/P1050461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231843750230768418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naomin's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/SJs-LOGxCRI/AAAAAAAAARE/5LqNQGm6USI/s1600-h/P1050400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/SJs-LOGxCRI/AAAAAAAAARE/5LqNQGm6USI/s200/P1050400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231843754606922002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nat's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is us in our natural states. DON'T JUDGE HOR THANKS. SOME PPL BORN LIKE THAT ONE, CANNOT CHANGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. more pics when i can be bothered to wait for bloggerbitch to upload 10 photos in as many hours. turrah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-3057244569631873022?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/3057244569631873022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=3057244569631873022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/3057244569631873022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/3057244569631873022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/08/whatever.html' title='whatever.'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/SJs-LGnhFKI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Ro6efSdQaPw/s72-c/P1050219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-8849453071100588837</id><published>2008-08-06T18:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T02:03:26.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>angst-ridden entry. don't need to read one.</title><content type='html'>i can't remember the time when i started being afraid of life, love and living. maybe it was so long ago i relegate it to the antique era of first crushes and first tastes of alcohol. nothing has conspired to make me the stoic anti-vulnerability wreck i am today, yet it has become such a defining aspect of my personality that i know not how to rid myself of my self-imposed curse. so much self-denial, self-indulgence, double thinking whirls inside my overwrought brain that it resembles a flushed toilet, spinning inexorably one way into the indifferent dark depths of inconsequence. and now, when something has turned up to prod at the deceptively calm surface of my emotional puddle, i try everything possible to rectify the rippling effect and mentally self-flagellate incessantly and unforgivingly. yet despite my concerted efforts, i seem to come full circle: i end up tired, beaten, and slightly diminished. the puddle is still there, the ripples have disappeared, but i am smaller than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this entry very emo and nothing has actually happened to me but it's true that the nights are lonely, dark and deep. it's trueee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, cambodia update soonz~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-8849453071100588837?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/8849453071100588837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=8849453071100588837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/8849453071100588837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/8849453071100588837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/08/angst-ridden-entry-dont-need-to-read.html' title='angst-ridden entry. don&apos;t need to read one.'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-7556157129005589886</id><published>2008-07-27T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:57:23.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we are funny.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/SIya1n2l-1I/AAAAAAAAAQs/W5_K-WRwPfQ/s1600-h/woar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/SIya1n2l-1I/AAAAAAAAAQs/W5_K-WRwPfQ/s200/woar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227723513492011858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1037441&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;o=all&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=685390840&amp;amp;id=577327440"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1037441&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;o=all&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=685390840&amp;amp;id=577327440" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Comments on this picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christine Sim wrote&lt;br /&gt;at 1:43am on July 13th, 2008&lt;br /&gt;woar&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Samantha Lee wrote&lt;br /&gt;at 11:22am on July 13th, 2008&lt;br /&gt;ah know. i'm a... beauteh. hahaha&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Christine Sim wrote&lt;br /&gt;at 11:55am on July 13th, 2008&lt;br /&gt;bitty.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Samantha Lee wrote&lt;br /&gt;at 12:01pm on July 13th, 2008&lt;br /&gt;that too.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Rachel Heng (Columbia) wrote&lt;br /&gt;at 1:17pm on July 13th, 2008&lt;br /&gt;shut up la&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jerrine Tan wrote&lt;br /&gt;at 1:08am on July 15th, 2008&lt;br /&gt;MY TURN. wait for it....&lt;br /&gt;THE BITTEH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-7556157129005589886?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/7556157129005589886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=7556157129005589886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7556157129005589886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7556157129005589886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-are-funny.html' title='we are funny.'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/SIya1n2l-1I/AAAAAAAAAQs/W5_K-WRwPfQ/s72-c/woar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-3663952150810361724</id><published>2008-07-27T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T01:23:14.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time for some good ol' fashioned recounting</title><content type='html'>today was a very nice and wholesome day. a recount is in order, even though it is boring. bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning dragged myself out of bed in the wee hours of the morning, 8am, to go all the way to ECP for cycling with church ppl. arrived one hour late at macs, and 2 people arrived after me, so i was absolved. cycled the usual route, had fun, then came home in the afternoon. had nice long busride, edwin said i was very... 'joyful to talk to'. that's nice, i guess. took nap. was woken by mother frantically waving the Wesleyan commencement magazine in my face cos... GOT FULL PAGE PICTURE OF ME PLAYING TAIKO. the expression on my face was... not very attractive, let's leave it at that. whai meeee. my whole life i have NEVER appeared in any school magazine in ANY capacity and now.. this monstrosity has invaded my calm, featureless life :(. anyway. nat and sk drove over to my house, very coolly, spent a long while looking through my clothes and touching my things, then went to serangoon for dinner at the market and yoghurt after. there was a very clever blind man busking at the market, and this is what he sang:&lt;br /&gt;1. ji nang ji pua (one man on half)&lt;br /&gt;2. some eric clapton song&lt;br /&gt;3. pengyou&lt;br /&gt;Three languages LEH. so clever. there were many old men around who kept clapping for him, and it was all very homely and heartwarming and i do not want to leave this constant comfort!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back home, and started transcribing some research group meeting about parent teacher group shit. omg. it strikes you how BAD singaporean english is and how people all do not know what they are trying to say when you have to type down their every 'uhh... i think that this is.. i don't think that... uh... you know the children and the teacher uh... i think...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i am listening to Auld Lang Syne by Mairi Campbell. it is very scottish and sad and poignant, and it makes me very very nostalgic for i dunno what. it also appears in the SATC movie, just for context's sake. nah, listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S1n-f-Zusaw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S1n-f-Zusaw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-3663952150810361724?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/3663952150810361724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=3663952150810361724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/3663952150810361724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/3663952150810361724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/07/time-for-some-good-ol-fashioned.html' title='time for some good ol&apos; fashioned recounting'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-6620169266544664193</id><published>2008-07-25T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T00:02:14.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BYEBYE ASHLYN</title><content type='html'>One of the favourite parts of my working day is its start and end. (The middle is just a stupefying, mind-numbing stretch of oh, eternity). I like the mornings, when everything is fresh and I am fresh and my clothes still smell nice and I plug in my Ipod and stomp off to work with Utada Hikaru blasting in my ears. And the evenings are exactly the same in reverse, with the impending presence of friends or family and social comfort. I walk the familiar route with my ubiquitous Ipod, shiftily observing and enjoying the familiar anonymity that comes with being in the same place at the same time every day but never seeing the same face twice. I gaze (surreptitiously, of bloody course) at the bare legs and strapped ankles, collared necklines and waxed hair of all the office-going specimens around me with unwaning interest. There is so much detail to be found in the seemingly mundane routine of commuting, and I am constantly surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, we must all find something to infuse the daily doldrums with some semblance of variety, must we not. I wonder how long my simple wonder at this simple hobby will last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did You Know? The most number of chicken wings Naomin Tan has ever eaten at one go is twenty (20).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, BYEBYE ASHLYN! the next time i go mambo i will dedicate it to you &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-6620169266544664193?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/6620169266544664193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=6620169266544664193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6620169266544664193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6620169266544664193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/07/one-of-favourite-parts-of-my-working.html' title='BYEBYE ASHLYN'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-4467792470945155293</id><published>2008-07-23T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T22:52:40.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>this is an unprecedented blogging spree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today at work i was free, so i stalked andrea's blog, and i found this delightful little idea:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google “[your name] needs”, with the quotes, and post the first ten (distinct)&lt;br /&gt;results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is what i found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha needs a new life cause u r all sucking the life out of this one (hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;Samantha needs adoptive parents who are willing to meet her needs for structure&lt;br /&gt;Samantha needs to take a leak pretty bad apparently (that was true, btw)&lt;br /&gt;This is Samantha Needs's public search listing on Facebook&lt;br /&gt;Samantha needs to go live in her own castle&lt;br /&gt;Samantha needs some hugs (so irritating this one)&lt;br /&gt;Samantha needs $$$LM$$$ (TRUE)&lt;br /&gt;Samantha Needs Help&lt;br /&gt;Samantha needs some pixie thoughts (wtf)&lt;br /&gt;Samantha Needs Sex to make her life tick. (ha. ha. ha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today at work it was so cold i peed 17 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work at a nice loud noisy dinner at the very sec 2 taka kfc with nat naomin atiqah Christine ashlyn karen yogi, with talisman macdonalds french fries and poisonous chicken. then we adjourned (noisily and in clearly demarcated pairs) to some dessert place in the basement where we made too much noise and laughed too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my stomach pain and i very tired. but it was vereh farn.&lt;br /&gt;tmr night... kbox!&lt;br /&gt;and it is exactly one week to cambodia. booyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i dusted off The Country Wife by Wycherley in a nostalgic (and bored) mood. Read quotes like 'your virtue is your greatest affectation, madam' made me miss studying books so in depth that you know every-single-thing about it, for no other purpose than to take an exam at the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-4467792470945155293?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/4467792470945155293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=4467792470945155293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/4467792470945155293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/4467792470945155293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/07/wow_23.html' title='wow'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-1231674745587301081</id><published>2008-07-22T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T19:30:35.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is why i love nat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/SIXExG5qRjI/AAAAAAAAAQk/OR5CtMZm1VI/s1600-h/jokernat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/SIXExG5qRjI/AAAAAAAAAQk/OR5CtMZm1VI/s200/jokernat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225799290578421298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why. so. serious?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-1231674745587301081?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/1231674745587301081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=1231674745587301081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/1231674745587301081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/1231674745587301081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-why-i-love-nat.html' title='this is why i love nat.'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/SIXExG5qRjI/AAAAAAAAAQk/OR5CtMZm1VI/s72-c/jokernat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-1508933789599929319</id><published>2008-07-22T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T01:18:40.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Yesterday, during the US university fair, I met the cutest little army boy in the world. This boy is not tall. He has a very clean, small face with small eyes. His complexion is pink and flawless. He speaks well, and softly. He is also gentle. His voice is neither high nor low, but smooth and kind. He has an older sister, and he looks like a Jared. I think he goes to church on Sundays, because he was well dressed at the fair. He is one year younger than me. His eyes disappear when he laughs. He does not like to study too hard, and wants to see the world. I bet my life he has a girlfriend. It makes me very inexplicably sad that I will never see him again. I have almost forgotten what he looks like, yet I have been thinking of him since yesterday with a little pang in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspect I am just clinging on to an image, just so my emotions can dust themselves off and stretch their wobbly legs.&lt;br /&gt;I am a sick, sick being. Also known as siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, this phrase popped into my head suddenly: ‘It wearies me, you say it wearies you.’ Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; about people being happy and contented because of wonderful and nice people in their lives makes me happy and contented about the wonderful and nice people in my life. I need external stimulation to make me grateful for things I should already be grateful for, but am not. What does that say about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I love Christian Bale. Also, Heath Ledger. Both of them are awesome and lovely and I cannot love them enough. I can demonstrate my love, however, by watching them two days in a row, which I have already done. And buying the pirated DVD from China, which I am going to do. And watching everything Christian Bale has ever acted in, except Reign of Fire, which sucks. And forgetting about Heath Ledger’s undignified foray into the cesspit that is The Knight’s Tale, which, and I think you’d agree, also sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ok sleepy. night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-1508933789599929319?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/1508933789599929319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=1508933789599929319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/1508933789599929319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/1508933789599929319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey.html' title='hey!'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-1437512077504223655</id><published>2008-07-16T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T23:40:07.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yo</title><content type='html'>after a long hiatus, i am back due to popular demand. hello world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to update cos my life revolves around the doldrumic wonder that is the OCBC tower. my day starts only after i leave the life-sapping lobbies at 6.30pm on the dot, but apart from that fascinating little nugget, here are some highlights:&lt;br /&gt;- i owe my friends an obscene amount of cash. (BUT WILL BE PAID  ON FRI, WORRY NOT)&lt;br /&gt;- hellboy is a stupid and cool movie, and hellboy is fugly.&lt;br /&gt;- i have regained my love for tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ok i must interrupt cos nip/tuck is on tv now and julia just kissed the midget and i have to go vomit a little.)(ok done)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i hate feelings.&lt;br /&gt;- i love that fact that i can see my friends for the first time after half a year and everything is the same&lt;br /&gt;- i am going to cambodia!&lt;br /&gt;- i am going to phuket!&lt;br /&gt;- i love home so much i dunno how to write about it.&lt;br /&gt;- i now know too much about the china banking system and its recent developments.&lt;br /&gt;- ditto for taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;- my ass has reached obscene proportions.&lt;br /&gt;- i have found fellow mahjong noobs to practice with.&lt;br /&gt;- i am seeing a lot of the people, of whom there are very few, who matter most.&lt;br /&gt;- i still do not know what to do with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nemo just licked my toe. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;ok. i dunno why i do this. TATA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-1437512077504223655?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/1437512077504223655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=1437512077504223655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/1437512077504223655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/1437512077504223655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/07/yo.html' title='yo'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-6577974050476503515</id><published>2008-07-01T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T23:25:23.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>salutations</title><content type='html'>quote of the day (MY quote summore heh heh heh): in order to succeed in life, just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't do anything stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the morning and early afternoon with christine and jerrine in the hospital, where jerrine now resides due to her out-of-commissioned hip. it was surprisingly fun amongst all the sickness and death, cos these little gems sneaked into the conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kiap&lt;/span&gt; your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nub&lt;/span&gt; then you know'&lt;br /&gt;vajayjays (as usual)&lt;br /&gt;'jerrine, is your doctor's name 'oil'?'&lt;br /&gt;'jerrine, is your doctor's name 'ok'?'&lt;br /&gt;the wise turtle in kungfu panda&lt;br /&gt;'the bitty/digitalising'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that was written yesterday and then i ran out of steam so i went to watch japanese cyborg drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was first day of work. had to shuffle to office and stop sheepishly at various eateries to fix bloody new shoes which were too loose for stupid feet. unglam to the maxXxXxX ok. work was boring shiznit as usual, then tried to watch 21 at amk hub with andrew and his friend but stupid hub (liar lor) don't have so WE WATCH ZOHAN WHICH WAS A COMPLETE WASTE OF 7.50 BUCKS I THINK I STARE AT TOE HAIR AND WATCH IT GROW MORE WU HUA OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, limped home. and here i am and this is boring so i shall leave you now bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-6577974050476503515?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/6577974050476503515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=6577974050476503515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6577974050476503515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6577974050476503515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/07/salutations.html' title='salutations'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-8413564245731932346</id><published>2008-06-28T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T19:05:00.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi.</title><content type='html'>i shall now entitle my posts with words of greeting. see how many i can come up with. is interesting self-challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am now trying to while away 40 minutes before dinner with family (seafoot! lawbster! klamz! prons!) and i cannot take a nap cos i will never wake up cos TODAY I CYCLED 40 KILOMETRES with naomin and nat. the backside is a past memory, while the face is one that glows red and cannot be forgotten. oh god. the metaphor SUCKS HARHARHAR. but. how to not get ass cancer as cyclist, i do not understand. today i FELT THE BURN for approx 4 hours sia. thighs burnt to crisp alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but! cycling in the changi area is beautiful. scenery with pine trees and willows and just all that bloody flora with the blue sea in the background spotted with the white sails of boats and the blue sky spotted with its own white clouds..... was vairy nahce. was amazing how greece-like the scenery was. my country surprises me very occasionally, and when it does i am grateful that there is so much goodness to come back to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naomin and nat, you are part of the goodness hor, just so you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i am uncharacteristically mushy. i think is cos got endorphins.&lt;br /&gt;also, cos got lobster in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sk come back alr i think. HELLO SK IF YOU READ THIS, WHICH I DON'T THINK YOU DO, WELCOME BACK AND EVEN THOUGH NAT SAID I DIDN'T MISS YOU I AM VERY HAPPY YOU HAVE RETURNED TO OUR HUMBLE SHORES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nothing else to say. shit. still got 26 minutes to kill. shall go rummage in fridge. baibai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-8413564245731932346?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/8413564245731932346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=8413564245731932346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/8413564245731932346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/8413564245731932346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/06/hi.html' title='hi.'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-6752231256493293926</id><published>2008-06-28T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T01:32:47.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello.</title><content type='html'>hello. 1.21am and i have to wake up in 6 hours cos i must go to tampines to cycle with nat and naomin. but i cannot sleep, so here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, a shout out to yogi. THANKS FOR THE NICE COMMENT. haha thanks for... having same brain as me la hor. cafe del mar soon ok thanks. and inebriation at unusual hours. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a very nice night. went to tampopo to have KyUsHu BlAcK PoRk RaMeN wItH tAsTy eGg oH gOd with jerrine and felicia. it was... too good to be true. soup boil for 2 days leh, how to not be aWeSoMe. the waiter came to clear my almost empty bowl but i shouted NO at him cos i wanted to finish eVerRy LaSt DrOp and he looked at me... fearfully. i scare myself sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed night went to sleepover at naomin's house cos must watch germany vs turkey. atiqah was there too, was nice talking to her again. before the match, we were made to watch the heinous movie 'Bats' cos naomin HAD to see the ending, learnt german bridge (christine must teach you, must.) and took a nap. next morning, woke up late, went to eat kaya toast and egg, then bummed around er, simei ntuc with naomin while her mother shopped around. the heartlandless of my life knows no bounds. i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love naomin cos she thinks i'm funny even when i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;*call naomin on handphone*&lt;br /&gt;me: hi naomin. do you eat cherries.&lt;br /&gt;naomin: HAHAHAHA. yes.&lt;br /&gt;me: do you also eat longans.&lt;br /&gt;naomin: HAHAHAHA SAM YOU ARE SO FUNNY. yes.&lt;br /&gt;me: 0.o very funny meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok actually quite funny la. BUT CONTEXT: i bought fruits to eat at her house during match. not call her.... to ask her about her fruit preferences. that one a bit.. insane la HOR. ok evidently, am very bored now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight over ramen me jerrine and felicia expanded on our spinster commune idea. i think i have found enough interested parties to form a spinster community. then.... we will have to call each other by our spinster names, to foster a sense of belonging and camaraderie. for example, my name will be... Spinster Sam la. and jerrine will be.... Spinster Jerrine. ok not much imagination, but spinsters hor, please forgive. then..... we will worship food, cos no men in our lives. every sunday we... dress in sunday best and go to tampopo and pray to the black pork kyushu ramen la k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. this has been a very pointless and nonsense post. so i shall go to sleep. goodnight, world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-6752231256493293926?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/6752231256493293926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=6752231256493293926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6752231256493293926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6752231256493293926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello.html' title='hello.'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-7304169421439972339</id><published>2008-06-23T02:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T02:43:18.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>?!</title><content type='html'>Under 'Top 25 Most Played' in my Itunes:&lt;br /&gt;'Prisoner of Love' - Utada Hikaru&lt;br /&gt;'With Me' - Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched since i came back:&lt;br /&gt;Full House (Korean drama)&lt;br /&gt;Last Friends (Japanese drama)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner tonight: Japanese Food at Kuriya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ringtone: 'Lies' - Big Bang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am... a blood traitor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-7304169421439972339?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/7304169421439972339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=7304169421439972339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7304169421439972339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7304169421439972339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='?!'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-1319576108869291069</id><published>2008-06-20T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T23:39:22.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time coming.</title><content type='html'>haven't blogged since i came home, cos life has been very nice and nua and simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught up with friends, old, new, random and evergreen. eaten everything i have been craving for, and have found even more things to crave when i'm gone. marveled at the wonders of public transport. found new corners of singapore that i have never been to before. IS GUHD STUFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i met nat again for the gabazillionth time and we concluded we are disgusting lovers, and that it is difficult to find things to do on a friday night as two single girls together. also, she brought me to eat malay food at the railway station. inn't that sumthin?! lunch was beef noodles at golden mile, and chinchow in glass bowls cos andrew says that the glass makes it all taste better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed went to mambo, which was again, an eventful night. it will take some time and new shoes before i set foot into that place again. i was verily my parents' daughter that night, donning mother-of-pearl pearls of mother and father's ubiquitous goldlion belt. the best part of the night was pre-gaming and photo-whoring before everything went curly, and eating beehoon goreng at nopokitellyou roti prata stall after the curliness at an ungodly hour in the unlikely company of christine abel and er, eddie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok and now i retreat to watch the beauty that is ryo nishikido. look at this, WHY GOT SUCH MEN WITH WHOM I AM NOT ACQUAINTED. the heart aches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v714/daffytan/zRYO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v714/daffytan/zRYO.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-1319576108869291069?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/1319576108869291069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=1319576108869291069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/1319576108869291069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/1319576108869291069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/06/long-time-coming.html' title='long time coming.'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-4781196637050120347</id><published>2008-06-07T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T23:34:50.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of greece and passports</title><content type='html'>so i am back from my very unnecessarily truncated holiday. greece was AMAZING. how can such a beautiful country exist, i know not. to recount 12 days of fun would be vomit-inducing, so i shall do this in point form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, the bad:&lt;br /&gt;- stepped into entrance hall, was accosted by two bearded, dubious looking men who identified themselves as police. i thought they bluff, so i said 'no, you are not the police'. to cut long and embarrassing story short, they brought me to interrogation room and went through my luggage, while i stood to one side very mortifiedly. greece police saw my kahpuang leh. fainted.&lt;br /&gt;- almost pickpocketed in the streets&lt;br /&gt;- lost freaking passport and wallet.&lt;br /&gt;- the overabundance of cats&lt;br /&gt;- the stupid exchange rate of the euro&lt;br /&gt;- extremely horny men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, there was many many of the good to eclipse the bad:&lt;br /&gt;- the greek gods walking around the streets&lt;br /&gt;- the food, oh the food. moussaka and souvlaki and grilled pork and lamb and eggplants&lt;br /&gt;- the sugar cube houses and winding passages and insanely blue beaches at mykonos&lt;br /&gt;- the very international clubs at mykonos&lt;br /&gt;- watching the sunset at a seaside bar while sipping on a strawberry margarita at little venice&lt;br /&gt;- making friends with random (good looking) greek men: most memorably, manos.&lt;br /&gt;- cooking very rudimentary meals in our hotel rooms&lt;br /&gt;- old greek men&lt;br /&gt;- riding a donkey in santorini (THAT IS MY LIFE DREAM FULFILLED, RIGHT THERE.) up a cliff overlooking the sea.&lt;br /&gt;- swimming in hot springs near a volcano&lt;br /&gt;- walking on a volcano and inhaling the sulphur&lt;br /&gt;- watching the sunset in Oia&lt;br /&gt;- playing cards for 8 hours on a ferry&lt;br /&gt;- traipsing through the acropolis and being awed by the ancientness of it all&lt;br /&gt;- rambling through the ruins at delphi&lt;br /&gt;- sitting at a cafe appreciating the beauty of the santorini cliffs while sipping on greek iced coffee&lt;br /&gt;- watching sex and the city on a rooftop at Plaka overlooking the acropolis.&lt;br /&gt;- rolling around on black volcanic sand at Perissa, Santorini to emulate muachee.&lt;br /&gt;- nuaing on a beach for 6 hours while staring at little spanish boys&lt;br /&gt;- NUTELLA CREPES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, all in all, it is excellent trip. is like journey of life. we really do everything lor, go police station also got. go singapore consulate also got. win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos soon, when rachel gets back and i can steal photos from her camera. cos i have... none. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now while my entire family is in russia, i am rotting at home without a phone. that is not to say i hate it. I LOVE HOME. in the airport when i was finally surrounded by singlish good and proper, i kept ahrmchio-ing to myself. i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to east coast with aunt and cousins for dinner. I DIED. first time in forever i had lala and stingray and hokkien mee and satay beehoon and oh luak and grilled chicken wings oh god it was good. AND I STILL HAVE A LOT MORE TO CONQUER. singapore food, i worship thee. walking around east coast after dinner was very nice also, i love the smell of home air! and ppl in fbts and pok clothing made me very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, NEMO. NYEHEHEHEHEH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-4781196637050120347?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/4781196637050120347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=4781196637050120347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/4781196637050120347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/4781196637050120347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/06/of-greece-and-passports.html' title='of greece and passports'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-6875177177998204476</id><published>2008-05-23T06:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T07:08:20.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ah the life of a sloth.</title><content type='html'>but firstly... OBAMA IS OUR COMMENCEMENT SPEAKER WOOHOO. SO EXCITING.&lt;br /&gt;he is going to see me play japanese drum leh. hahahahahahaahaha the absurdity of my life... win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now back to my very politically apathetic life.&lt;br /&gt;it is great, this feeling of having absolutely nothing to do. i love it omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;- woke up late&lt;br /&gt;- went for taiko practice late&lt;br /&gt;- taiko professor told me i am good student and he wants me to continue next yr heheh.&lt;br /&gt;- had instant noodles lunch at AAA, cooked by yinhow haha&lt;br /&gt;- did storage, had some adventures, called firemen to save us. (not as interesting as it sounds, believe me.)&lt;br /&gt;- HAD BAH KUT TEH FOR DINNER AGAIN. WHEEHEE. me and siyou cooked prima fried hokkien noodles with er, pasta. haha not bad la. sat around with luke andrew sarah ivy yinhow for a loong time and, strangely, talked a lot about animals. was fun.&lt;br /&gt;- rudi came a-knocking and we went to watch forgetting sarah marshall, was nicely entertaining. got... fat nekkid man la. that one alr entertaining enough. OK JK JK.&lt;br /&gt;- came back to AAA, hung out with dinner ppl for a while more, then went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today:&lt;br /&gt;- woke up late&lt;br /&gt;- went for long lazy brunch on main street with siyou and shirin&lt;br /&gt;- did some errands (which are fun, COS THEY INVOLVE GREECE), went back to school.&lt;br /&gt;- andrew called, went for 'tea' even though i now resemble a talking blob of fat. (keep eating lehhhh. nothing to do i eat, stressed i eat. HOW. HOW TO GO GREECE LIDDAT.)&lt;br /&gt;- now am in room, about to take nap. then... dinner and perhaps some alcoholic indulgence in j-hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must repeat: ah the life of a sloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. my econ grade sucks though. sian. I TRIED LOR, I TRIED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-6875177177998204476?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/6875177177998204476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=6875177177998204476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6875177177998204476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6875177177998204476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/05/ah-life-of-sloth.html' title='ah the life of a sloth.'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-6503854120534710588</id><published>2008-05-21T06:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T06:52:22.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i only have 173 posts.</title><content type='html'>how can this be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last two days were spent very fruitfully in big apple (wah. got pun leh.) with assorted group of ppl. unfortunately, no pictures cos i couldn't be bothered. i have to start taking pictures omg ok this very v boring sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. sun left sch with shirin rudi siyou thomas and jenny. had lunch at random deli in times square, didn't manage to buy chicago tickets, then me and siyou got sick of it all and went to museum of modern art. was damn interesting omg. there was amazing exhibition by some danish-scandinavian dude (haha my philistine-ness is overwhelming) about perception and awareness and got one portion where everything was illuminated by yellow light and it all looked monochrome. damn interesting la, i wish my brain worked like that :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zen... met rachel! for ramen dinner and Italian dessert. all was good. played very exciting game of thinking of V words for too long with rachel thomas patrick, much to the ire of our other companions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the night at sampoorna's v nice ny apartment, then mon woke up for dim sum lunch (!) (GOT FRIED RICE WITH EGG WHITE. WAS GOOD AND OILY AND TASTY AND OILY :D:D:D), went shopping for a bit, went to K-town to get some sotong kimchi, then went to serendipity for dinner and dessert, then back to times square for Chicago! which was damn nice! the women in black garters ah...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, came back to sch, crashed at 5 am, and am now packing. ah, the downs after the ups are very very down. ok i dunno what i am saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except.... BY THIS TIME NEXT WEEK I WILL BE IN VERY HOT GREECEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-6503854120534710588?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/6503854120534710588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=6503854120534710588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6503854120534710588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6503854120534710588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-only-have-173-posts.html' title='i only have 173 posts.'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-6775827342071711575</id><published>2008-05-17T09:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T09:56:58.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>laining.</title><content type='html'>it is raining and cold and the com lab is empty except for me and pyungah and i do not want to do essay anymore. especially since 3/4 of the school has left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the official last day of school and in a bid to not use my brain, i wasted the whole day very pleasantly. it was a good day amidst a hellish week and i would like to record it for posterity, or until the internet implodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. woke up late, went for farewell lunch with siyou isaac and erwin before the two guys left for russia and potential death. (ok sorry. choi.). zen... went to borrow books from library, which was fun. i dunno why i like walking around stacks of books, it is just very lonely and pleasant and nice. i also like the smell. musty..... books....... (ok i am trying to sound like salad fingers but that one a bit difficult la hor.) ANYWAY. went to siyou's balcony to have afternoon wine with her and jega whom i have seen too little off this semester. had nice long conversation with gleeful bitching. being bitch damn fun leh, will go to hell BUT SO WORTH IT. after that, went to collect stuff from gym with ruby, then went for dinner with rheesoo nicolas shirin and james. a lot of inappropriate penis talk ensued, as is always the case when james is around. then.. went to linda's room and hung out for a while until rudi came. tried on her clothes in various permutations. was very ugly, shirin pointed at me and laughed many times. ah well. such is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sue called, went to chinese house for bubble tea, little children (THE MOVIE HOR, NOT REAL CHILDREN) and then dumpling soup, courtesy of andrew. love the dumplings, love the soup. (inside got ikan bilis............) went to japanese hall for semi-party after, was late, got carded by police even though didn't drink a drop. such is life again. hung out with eric until wee  hours of morning before he had to leave, then sat by foss hill in the dreamy dawn light with linda and rudi, laughing like an idiot partly due to her smoke and partly due to tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today i awoke to a frenzy of packing and shitty weather. so life sucketh again.&lt;br /&gt;k must write essay. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. oh last night my school got huge drama. police tried to break up big end of semester party by shooting rubber pellets, tear gassing ppl and.... TASER GUNS. HARHARHARHA TASER GUNS DAMN FUNNY OMG. POLICE SIAO IZZIT. zzzzzzt ppl very fun ah. crazy. we appeared on real news. so excite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RVovsP_Z5O8&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RVovsP_Z5O8&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-6775827342071711575?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/6775827342071711575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=6775827342071711575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6775827342071711575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6775827342071711575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/05/laining.html' title='laining.'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-2523876046021956460</id><published>2008-05-13T10:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T10:47:19.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something i found while researching for fairy tales class</title><content type='html'>from the book 'Ancient Tales in Modern Japan'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Clam Wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time there was a married man. A lovely bride came to his place from somewhere. He set out for work every morning and returned in the evening. After his bride came, the taste of his food greatly improved - the bean soup he had made before had never once tasted good, but now it was fine. He was mystified by how she was able to make such good soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day he pretended to go to work, but he hid behind his house to see. His bride got out her earthenware bowl and put lumps of bean paste into it and started to crush them. When the paste was smooth, she spread her legs and urinated onto it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man was furious and drove her right away. His bride tried to apologize, but he would not forgive her. Then she turned into a big clam and started to move slowly away. The bean soup was good because he had clam juice in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_____________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have... no words la. 'a lovely bride came from somewhere' 'she turned into a big clam and started to move slowly away' lehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this just took up 10 minutes of my time. win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-2523876046021956460?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/2523876046021956460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=2523876046021956460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2523876046021956460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2523876046021956460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/05/something-i-found-while-researching-for.html' title='something i found while researching for fairy tales class'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-3959311248077895214</id><published>2008-05-10T13:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T13:54:34.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school and shit</title><content type='html'>jerrine, i now blog only for you. i miss you a lot, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is taking over my life. ok actually not really la. just my night life. i have been working on fucking econ stats paper for the past 3 days until 4am and i have gotten nofuckingwhere. and in the daytime i... waste life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is my life, in EXPLICIT DETAIL until i get too tired, for this past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun night - taiko performance, which is the funnest shit EVER. except they made us wear headbands which, with my fringe and glasses, made me look like a sad lil fucker. but whatever. taiko is da shiznit. can shout like siaonang during performance and ppl will say you are cool nyeehehehe. and the high proportion of hot men in class! 0.o i want to run away from school and join dojo alr la. tell mother, see what happen. mountains will shake and oceans will roar, and all that jazz. omg i am incoherent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let us skip monday, which was miserably spent studying for chinese test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tues - night festival! after chinese hist test, luke brought me siyou and shirin to buy kaya ingredients and we spent the whole afternoon very happily and economically making kaya and tehping syrup (so don't need to make so many times). (along the way also made meepok and sausage omelette heheh). and zen, international pasar malam start and all the angmohlang say our kaya damn good and a lot of ppl take pikchas of our handmade singapore flag. and there was a lot of illegal behind-the-booth bartering between singapore society and japan, korean, malay, filipino and indian groups. very typical azn behaviour, ehz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that had drinking session with the usual ppl again, didn't get really drunk, didn't have a lot of fun, cleaned up after everyone, felt old and sober and responsible, went to sleep at 6am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed - spring fling! got mildly tipsy on hill with the entire school population, music wasn't really good but the sun was. sat around and chatted and relaxed and drank boxed wine and ate a lot of chips and sorbet. went for ksa (korean student association HAHAHA THIS IS GOING TOO FAR) dinner cos was invited, showered, then worked on fuck-cons until dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs - woke up late, rushed cfa staff lunch for free food, went to work. after that went to collect extra kaya from luke and chatted for a good long while. laughed a LOT, cos of his Incident During Spring Fling. was nice. helped paul pack his room cos he leaving, was called 'mother' again (:( why ah. if not auntie, is mother leh. sian). went gym, dinner with shirin linda elena, went for two acappella  concerts and then GUESS WHAT. BROUGHT ON THE FUCKONS. erwin isaac paul james ruby linda were suffering around me too though, so wasn't that bad. had a little bit of fun, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know the feeling of utter boredom and desperation that pervades you at an ungodly hour and you want to laugh until you cry or cry until you laugh or hit something or die? THAT WAS LAST NIGHT, for everyone that was there. the air was saturated with 2am facegrease and despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was exhausting also. paul banged on my door at noon to wake me up, went horseriding (i cantered today! ok no one cares but THIS MEANS I AM NO LONGER A NOOB :D:D:D), got to talk to emma whom i haven't seen in so long and who is one of the few angmohs i actually like and can talk to, went swimming with ruby, cooked dinner in her house, ate with her and carlo, went to watch ANOTHER acappella concert, then came back to room to do work and am now doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and mother just called. was nice talking to her, cos nothing changes at home when you are gone and they carry on the same routines you were a part of when you were there. it is sad in a way to know that your absence doesn't affect anything, but it's also infinitely comforting to know that there is a niche to which you can return, in which you can slip in like you never left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, excerpts from my life taken from an email to nat nao and sk. juz to give you a taste la hor, of my life.&lt;br /&gt;'today i was walking down fire escape with my friends (it was raining) i fucking slipped on a pencil (why the fuck would a pencil be on a fire escape) and i fell on my ass down a fucking flight of stairs. HARHARHAR SO LOSER OK OMG THANK GOD FOR NIGHT.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'heh two days ago i was in the toilet and then i heard a couple showering together and the funny thing was they weren't having sex and shit but were speaking very civilly to each other, i think about COURSES NEXT SEM HAHAHA. so i went and showered and made a lot of noise then they kept VERY SILENT. hahaha damn stupid right think when keep quiet ppl DON'T KNOW ALR IZZIT. and they stayed silent and the shower ran for the next fifteen minutes and they stayed until after i left. haha loser. want to shower don't shy hor.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok brain want to die alr. now must think about fairy tales. HARHARHAR. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-3959311248077895214?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/3959311248077895214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=3959311248077895214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/3959311248077895214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/3959311248077895214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/05/school-and-shit.html' title='school and shit'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-2516732890760267182</id><published>2008-04-30T14:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T15:26:47.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2.24am</title><content type='html'>this is why i am... strongly opposed to my country:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*excerpts from a NYtimes article* &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt; “We want to tell students, ‘Don’t wait until you have built up your career,’ ” said Yu-Foo Yee Shoon, the minister of state for community development, youth and sports, at a news conference in March. “Sometimes, it is too late, especially for girls.” &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The courses are an extension of government matchmaking programs that try to address the twin challenges embodied in a falling birthrate: too few people are having babies, and too few of those who are belong to what Singapore considers the genetically desirable educated elite. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Over the past 25 years, the mating rituals organized by the government — tea dances, wine tastings, cooking classes, cruises, screenings of romantic movies — have been among the country’s least successful social engineering programs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Teaching our youth in school how to fall in love” is a good solution, wrote Andy Ho, a senior writer at The Straits Times, a government-friendly newspaper that does its best to help out in Singapore’s many campaigns.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In 1991, for example, when the government began offering cash bonuses to couples with more than two children, the newspaper printed tips for having sex in the back seat of a car, including directions to some of the “darkest, most secluded and most romantic spots” for parking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It suggested covering the windows with newspapers for privacy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(to read the entire mortifying article: http://www.nytimes.com/2008/04/29/world/asia/29singapore.html?ex=1210132800&amp;amp;en=a8e257f63e1e73d2&amp;amp;ei=5070&amp;amp;emc=eta1)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... this is why i love my country:&lt;/p&gt;http://www.foodieparadise.sg/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that was written like, 2 nights ago in a fit of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;in other news... here are some updates on life, in efficient point form:&lt;br /&gt;- christine has very nicely booked the hotels in greasy!!!!!! i am excited until can pee!!!! omg! the pictures are BLOODY beautiful but for... security and privacy reasons (heheheheheheh) i shall not post links here&lt;br /&gt;- my japanese drumming concert is this sun! excite!&lt;br /&gt;- the weather is shit.&lt;br /&gt;- i have so much work it is not funny.&lt;br /&gt;- i skyped nat last night&lt;br /&gt;- i am in love with cristiano ronaldo and his red cheeks again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a nice day. went for lunch in jap restaurant with eric, had nice (for shitty angmoh faux azn restaurant) seafood udon soup, went for class where professor now hates me and isaac cos we were sniggering for a good part of the lesson, hung out with somin for a while, took nap, did some homework until linda dan elena and siyou invaded my room for a late night visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THEN THE DAYS UNTIL THE 16TH SHALL REEK OF HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8xB8Ke_u4/SBVhqdC_nxI/AAAAAAAAFH8/wBmDrNLbS3k/s1600-h/Crab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_II8xB8Ke_u4/SAnau1RqZtI/AAAAAAAAFEk/vKcjvSwMXxY/s1600-h/Tau%2BHuay%2Bgreen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8xB8Ke_u4/R_RuaA89dUI/AAAAAAAAE_g/s4HVO-eKuUs/s1600-h/Chicken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8xB8Ke_u4/R_RuaA89dUI/AAAAAAAAE_g/s4HVO-eKuUs/s1600-h/Chicken.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-2516732890760267182?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/2516732890760267182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=2516732890760267182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2516732890760267182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2516732890760267182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/04/wonders-of-random-universe.html' title='2.24am'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_II8xB8Ke_u4/SBVhqdC_nxI/AAAAAAAAFH8/wBmDrNLbS3k/s72-c/Crab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-8732557913447181247</id><published>2008-04-22T09:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T09:49:11.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cannot wait to go home cannot wait to go home cannot wait to go home cannot wait to go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to eat meepok walk around heartland mall run in bishan park sit in corduroy sit in father's car take afternoon naps in mother's room chase nemo around the house watch hbo take public transport stay out late at night in clarke quay go lido shop in vivo go to jerrine's house sit in christine's car dabao food from newton walk around botanic gardens cycle in east coast with naomin nat and sk stay over in nat's house eat at simpang watch the skyline at night watch a play at esplanade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-8732557913447181247?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/8732557913447181247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=8732557913447181247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/8732557913447181247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/8732557913447181247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/04/cannot-wait-to-go-home-cannot-wait-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-7899480493043724466</id><published>2008-04-22T05:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T05:54:02.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so lazy to blog</title><content type='html'>but i will, cos i have 20 minutes to econ TA and i have nothing more to do on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. friday was hectic day of mabuhay preparations, but the performances were damn fun! i do fan dance and indonesian tarian-like thing, all the while discovering my inner exhibitionist. heheh. damn fun performing lor. mebbe by senior yr i do... naked dance la. after that went late to japanese hall pre-gaming thing, got drunk, then headed over to the mabuhay after-party for some... lancing lancing. was v comfortable fun cos i was squished in the midst of friends all the time. no nonsense orhlang or angmohgui try and touch touch. GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and zen, saturday. woke up late, pho with eric and somin. wasted afternoon away doing dunno WHAT also, then at night was singaporean bbq!!! a lot of high-quality meat entered my body, damn shiok la. ok that sentence damn lousy, but whatevs. beef steak and lamb chop and sausage and corn (haha i love calling corn 'jagong' SO UGLY ok the name wah lau.) WOOZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after bbq, wandered around sch with motley crew of singaporeans.. andrew luke mark andrew's cousin, trying to find something to do on campus at 11pm. nothing to do. ended up in luke's room with jenny and siyou talking about funny nothings till the wee hours of the morn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was 4/20! didn't smoke, but sat on hill in nice weather with ppl. was very nice running around hill and finding ppl to talk to everywhere, cos EVERYONE was on hill. got cloud of pot in the air, which was funny and gave me a sore throat. at 4.20 pm on the dot, everyone started lighting up then... suddenly got banana run across field. then... got gorilla chasing the banana. then.... got naked bunch of ppl chase the gorilla. then.... a marching band came one. hahaha i love it la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i very efficiently wasted 12 minutes. now must go learn about indonesian factories and the general satisfaction of their workers. WHY DOES THIS MATTER, IN THE GRAND SCHEME OF THINGS. ACTUALLY, WHY DOES THIS MATTER, PERIOD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-7899480493043724466?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/7899480493043724466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=7899480493043724466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7899480493043724466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7899480493043724466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-lazy-to-blog.html' title='so lazy to blog'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-4970235834191666720</id><published>2008-04-18T07:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T08:01:10.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fortune cookie is scary</title><content type='html'>after complaining on phone to jerrine yesterday about the shit that is econs, today i get this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook Fortune Cookie: Don't major in minor things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, if i have been ignoring/not making contact with you, friends, I AM SORRY AND I WILL COME BACK TO LIFE NEXT WEEK K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and in OTHER news.... THE PETITION FOR KOREAN DEPT WORKED AND IT IS NOW BACK YARHARHARHARHARHARHARHARHARHARHARHARHARHARHAR WE ARE DAMN POWDERFUL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-4970235834191666720?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/4970235834191666720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=4970235834191666720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/4970235834191666720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/4970235834191666720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/04/fortune-cookie-is-scary.html' title='fortune cookie is scary'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-2971645336790599780</id><published>2008-04-16T07:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T07:54:29.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>un-blah</title><content type='html'>ok days like these negate nights like the last. (sorry my engrish spoyl.) today wasn't eventful or exciting, but nice and lazy and useful. i shall micro-blog now, just cos i am sleepy and do not want to start studying for french, which i swear, is taking over my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. today only had econ class, where i got back test with miracle score of A-. AM NOT FAILURE. after that worked in CFA, where almost fell asleep over... letterheads and event forms. eric called and almost walked me to main street to get bloody social security number before i felt bad and chased him away. got SSN. FINA-FUCKING-LLY. bought cornflakes from pharmacy, came back, filed taxes ON TIME, Y'ALL, chatted with carlo for a bit. went to paclab to meet somin, dragged her to sit on foss hill cos the weather today was bloody nice and balmy. as singaporeans would say, it was feng1 he2 ri4 li4. met mikako, james and ruby and sat there for a nice long while. MY FACE GOT TAN. HAH. I LOVE IT. VITAMIN D FLOWS THROUGH MY VEINS ONCE MORE. siyou came, went for dinner at star and crescent with isaac. after dinner, siyou left for class and i sat on foss hill for a while again with isaac, eating kosher sweets which tasted suspiciously taiwanese. left foss hill, went to paul's room to chat for a while cos he is, again, a hermit, left to do my laundry, and am now in my room. if you have bothered to read until here, YOU HAVE PASSED THE TEST OF FRIENDSHIP. pls tag board to get prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now really must study, dammit. byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-2971645336790599780?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/2971645336790599780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=2971645336790599780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2971645336790599780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2971645336790599780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/04/un-blah.html' title='un-blah'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-2459680957738681939</id><published>2008-04-15T14:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T14:56:02.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>blog hopping is fun when you have a hundred pages of reading and no time left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;common theme among posts by singaporeans studying abroad: it's the time of the semester when we just want it all to bloody end. thoughts of home, looming finals, enough of the bloody cold and general sian-ness. at least it is nice to know i am not alone, eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other, less depressing news... this weekend is wesfest, which is quite exciting! mabuhay, caliente, fashion show and... 4/20. nyeheheh. sk if you are reading this, i dedicate 4/20 to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-2459680957738681939?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/2459680957738681939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=2459680957738681939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2459680957738681939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2459680957738681939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/04/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-66356822848574430</id><published>2008-04-14T23:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T00:44:52.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more signs that my brain has atrophied</title><content type='html'>last night i dreamt that salad fingers had a twin. he was yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot that singapore has had 3 prime ministers. i thought there were only two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i giggled to myself when i discovered the french word for kahpuang: polochon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, finally, i keep watching this little gem that felicia has forced upon me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vdX_OBUeHb4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vdX_OBUeHb4&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-66356822848574430?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/66356822848574430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=66356822848574430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/66356822848574430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/66356822848574430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/04/more-signs-that-my-brain-has-atrophied.html' title='more signs that my brain has atrophied'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-7300747128509298862</id><published>2008-04-11T14:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T14:34:23.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wah shit so bored and, i love old music!</title><content type='html'>playlist for tonight:&lt;br /&gt;Everything I Own - Bread&lt;br /&gt;Without You  - Air Supply&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting Love - Andy Gibb&lt;br /&gt;More Than A Woman - The Beegees&lt;br /&gt;Rocket Man - Elton John&lt;br /&gt;Who's Crying Now - The Journey&lt;br /&gt;Make It With You - Bread&lt;br /&gt;Baby Come Back - Player&lt;br /&gt;Babe - Styx&lt;br /&gt;New Kid In Town - Eagles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the only thing getting me through this long cold night of writing french essay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;old songs always bring me back to sitting in father's car on saturday nights. i know i've said this before but I love the feeling of complete comfort and fullness and security after a simple dinner at a hawker centre with my family, then letting parents take care of getting us back home safely, plopping in front of the tv and eating grapes while watching HBO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes independence is overrated. sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sent my parents an email telling them i missed them, and the last sentence of my father's reply is this: 'you have to deliver the grades'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those 6 words make me unimaginably sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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music!'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-2040467851999531876</id><published>2008-04-11T01:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T02:38:32.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>econ midterm today, which means last night had.. minimal sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied with andrew in chinese house until wee hours, which wasn't very productive cos we... blind leading blind la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, we discussed primary school oral. DAMN FUNNY OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember the days when we had to look at a picture and say things like&lt;br /&gt;'this seems to be a picture of a kitchen. there is a girl standing to the upper-right hand corner, and she looks uncertain. maybe she does not know what to cook'&lt;br /&gt;'perhaps an accident has just occurred. the cars are overturned, and the man sitting on the ground seems to have blood on his knees'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO STUPID. WHY MUST DO THINGS LIKE THIS. and it got worse with chinese, but i shall not go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, i have been listening to v v nais old songs, by like chicago and air supply and the beegees. i don't know why they make me SO HAPPY. i am, after all, an old man under this youthful exterior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. now the rest of the day looms ahead. weather nice like sai, but cannot sit on grass, cos am busy fuck :( must go. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-2040467851999531876?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/2040467851999531876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=2040467851999531876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2040467851999531876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2040467851999531876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/04/hmm.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-2045187209914529232</id><published>2008-04-09T13:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T15:19:06.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still alive</title><content type='html'>hello, all ye five people who care about my wellbeing. i am alive, but just barely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to middlebury for the weekend for HELLISH water polo tournament. got kicked in crotch and grabbed on boob by huge yale women. scary shit. lost all games, needless to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week is also hellish. i just need to survive the french essay, econ midterm, water polo championships (-.-), dance practices, jobs, mabuhay meetings, taiko practice and homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greece (and seoul. heheh.) lonely planet guidebooks came in mail today. NYEHEHEHE SO FUNNNN. i just wanna sit on foss hill in the sun and plan trip and highlight things but... cannot. sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weather is getting better though! this makes me happy. ok that is all. my life is boring shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye. must read french again. merdeputainsallopecannard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you don't hear from me by this sunday night, it means i have met my watery death at the hands of a college butch with monster arms. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-2045187209914529232?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/2045187209914529232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=2045187209914529232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2045187209914529232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2045187209914529232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/04/still-alive.html' title='still alive'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-3755236714785267809</id><published>2008-04-04T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T15:19:48.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>need... rest...</title><content type='html'>3.15am! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no time to breathe. but. here is a sign that my brain has, indeed, atrophied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: i like this singer, his name is... Normal.&lt;br /&gt;shirin: harh? who?&lt;br /&gt;me: er... he is r&amp;amp;b singer! Norma... EH WAIT. NOT NORMAL. HIS NAME IS COMMON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA WE LAUGH UNTIL SIT ON TOILET FLOOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. you had to be there la, for the full force of the stupidity to hit you. but can understand right. normal and common... the names quite similar hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... GREECE :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D i cannot wait to be a beggar in greece. being a beggar in greece totally pws being a beggar in... middletown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. sleep. need sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-3755236714785267809?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/3755236714785267809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=3755236714785267809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/3755236714785267809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/3755236714785267809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/04/need-rest.html' title='need... rest...'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-7869385156477319279</id><published>2008-04-02T14:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T14:10:32.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bloody french</title><content type='html'>living a life where i am almost never alone, where there is the constant cacophony of school work friends play study, i sometimes feel that i am slowly, gradually, losing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is why i am cooped up alone in room tonight, alone alone alone. DAMN SHIOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i booked the greece tickets! EGGS!!!!! (short for eggsciting, for those not in the know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i skyped naomin tonight for a very very nice 10 minutes. omg i miss home so much i cannot take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now i must... read french novel again. it is indecipherable, and i am sad. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-7869385156477319279?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/7869385156477319279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=7869385156477319279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7869385156477319279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7869385156477319279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/04/losing-myself.html' title='bloody french'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-7455742152705176728</id><published>2008-03-31T13:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T13:36:49.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alas, regret</title><content type='html'>after an entire weekend of doing everything but studying, i am filled with self-loathing on this cold dark monday morning, 1.27am, with naught but a french midterm to usher me into this new week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was tx's/eric's/james' joint birthday bash and it was, to say the least, bloody madness. went to james' room to pregame very noisily, then to senior fauver where every single azn on campus was congregated very drunkenly. birthday boys passed out, an ambulance was needed, and i created a mess in my friend's apartment, talked to everyone there, and stole my friend's bag. ah, the folly of youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat woke up with monster hangover, so stayed in bed and watched korean drama until the sun threatened to set on me. andrew invited us over for food - he cooked hak cheong gai (asdfjaskjdfhakjsh shiok), luke made horfun, i made meekia and siyou made... milo. was nice long alcohol-less dinner which lasted until 10, then went over to tx's house to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, cooked dinner at senior fauver with tx to repent for our... indiscretions. chicken curry and asparagus! i fried the asparagus! it was good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i am so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so dead for tmr. so, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-7455742152705176728?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/7455742152705176728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=7455742152705176728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7455742152705176728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7455742152705176728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/03/alas-regret.html' title='alas, regret'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-2045586796443410289</id><published>2008-03-28T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T14:40:10.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodwill</title><content type='html'>i love the all-encompassing exhaustion that follows after a day of madwhirlwind rushing. such a good brand of tiredness, i want to bottle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is why i am holding on for a bit longer before i crash and die on my warm soft bed with Bobby. (bobby is kahpuang, don't misunderstand hor thanks.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skyped with jasmine today, whom i haven't seen for like, a bloody year. the familiarity is overwhelmingly comforting. also, comfortingly overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home beckons. this is the time where i start to forget my parents' faces again and my mind's eye squints to remember Nemo's exact features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT. wanderlust cannot be sated so i am going to TRAVEL MY ASS OFF THIS SUMMER before going home for good. so excited omg. russiagreeceamsterdamcambodiavietnam. these words roll off my tongue like coins into a wishing well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-2045586796443410289?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/2045586796443410289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=2045586796443410289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2045586796443410289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2045586796443410289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/03/goodwill.html' title='goodwill'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-7162895244078594388</id><published>2008-03-26T12:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T12:52:31.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zomg so much shit to do</title><content type='html'>everytime i am tempted to slack off i think of the amount of money my father is paying for school and feel INSANELY guilty. then, i do something like come online and blog. i hate myself la omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is now midnight and i have to read a novella of indecipherable french, 70 pages of communist ramblings and write a response paper for Goethe's Fairy Tale. and tomorrow, this is my schedule:&lt;br /&gt;10am-12pm: work at CFA&lt;br /&gt;1-4pm: class&lt;br /&gt;4.30-7pm: water polo game against coast guard school. look at name of school. think can win not.&lt;br /&gt;8.30-9.30pm: taiko session&lt;br /&gt;9.30-11.30pm: dance practice for mabuhay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO LIVE HAR, HOW.&lt;br /&gt;omg want to faint and dieded now, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still to do: get russian visa, book flights for summer, write application for Exco position in CCA. cheebs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so happy isaac eric paul somin and siyou are back. SO HAPPY omg. the relief. can be bitchy and rude again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, i got 200 bucks in the mail today!!! shiok. this pays for my impulsive online buys yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the song Lost Without You by robin thicke is sexiest shit EVER. pants can fall down with the sexiness ok wah lau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dOM215SM8UU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dOM215SM8UU&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, listen prease. will drool ok WILL DROOL. i listen ten times on loop alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now must really work. MUST. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-7162895244078594388?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/7162895244078594388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=7162895244078594388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7162895244078594388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7162895244078594388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/03/zomg-so-much-shit-to-do.html' title='zomg so much shit to do'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-7867029264023833148</id><published>2008-03-23T16:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T17:00:01.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new york, new york</title><content type='html'>today was great. last night, after leaving the busted 'innocent gathering' in carlo's room, cosmic coincidence and mighty fate and divine intervention dictated that rachel, christine, shirin and me (of the 'appear offline' disease) appeared online at the SAME TIME at 1.45am and we decided on spur of moment to meet in NY, today. WAS SO HAPPY. had to wake up at 7am though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT. hauling ass out of bed in ungodly cold and paying taxi extortionate amounts of money were worth it!!!! rachel was v good host for me shirin and jabir, all of country bumpkin status. here is what we did, in chronological order:&lt;br /&gt;- met rachel, brought us to 32nd street aka KTOWN nyeheheh. ate at shanghai mong, where i had damn good msg-laden fried rice with kimchi and fish roe. wah lau. damn nice la. and was surrounded by hangul. and again, we shouted until angmohnang look at us. no matter where we are in the world ah..... is same.&lt;br /&gt;- went to union square where at 3pm sharp there was a NEW YORK CITY PILLOW FIGHT. WHY GOT PPL ORGANIZE THESE KIND OF THINGS ONE. how to not love a city like that, how. people BRING their own pillows and sit patiently around the square for fight to start, leh. i spotted: drunken santas, a chicken man, a braveheart, a humongous tuna fish pillow, a pikachu pillow, and a victorian princess, among others. AIYOH is the only response la. when the fight started... it was chaos. feathers sort of poufed into the sky, damn chio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R-YZNgXZt9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/oEXK2fglZTg/s1600-h/CIMG4906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R-YZNgXZt9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/oEXK2fglZTg/s200/CIMG4906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180856141153417170" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the infamous tuna pillow.&lt;br /&gt;rachel: *trying to find patrick in the fray* look for the giant fish! LOOK FOR THE GIANT FISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R-YZNwXZt-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/Nl1YBJwIH34/s1600-h/CIMG4907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R-YZNwXZt-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/Nl1YBJwIH34/s200/CIMG4907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180856145448384482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pikachu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R-YZOAXZt_I/AAAAAAAAAPs/qJv5fsxloOM/s1600-h/CIMG4915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R-YZOAXZt_I/AAAAAAAAAPs/qJv5fsxloOM/s200/CIMG4915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180856149743351794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- oh before fight started, we stood at a freaking dog pen for very long, staring at dogs. ok it sounds damn boring here but THE DOGS IN THE PEN WERE DAMN CUTE LA I GIGGLE FOR 15 MINTUES LOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- after fight ended, we walked to Magnolia bakery in Greenwich for these bad babies: &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R-YaSgXZuCI/AAAAAAAAAQE/FGdDMWvjftk/s1600-h/CIMG4930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R-YaSgXZuCI/AAAAAAAAAQE/FGdDMWvjftk/s200/CIMG4930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180857326564390946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to wait for like half an hour, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;along the way, i was accosted many times by the heinous and effusive chinese of patrick, who er, called me dabian la. dunno why. apparently, i am related to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R-YZOAXZuAI/AAAAAAAAAP0/_WtEnzW2MYE/s1600-h/CIMG4924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R-YZOAXZuAI/AAAAAAAAAP0/_WtEnzW2MYE/s200/CIMG4924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180856149743351810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a lump of shit, who is also my sister.&lt;br /&gt;i....... dunno la. dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R-YZOQXZuBI/AAAAAAAAAP8/K_brVMiNH9s/s1600-h/CIMG4926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R-YZOQXZuBI/AAAAAAAAAP8/K_brVMiNH9s/s200/CIMG4926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180856154038319122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greenwich village townhouses! so pretty omg i must live there one day. must la, but cannot. sianjipua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we sat at a park for a while eating the muffins in nice sunlight and talking about... queefs and the like. then, tried to visit hudson river but was too cold. so. went to the SATC sex shop (the one with The Bunny) and were fascinated by the... products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, the sex shop put us on the mood for dinner so we ate at damn nice Scandinavian restaurant where i had Swedish meatballs WITH JAM :D:D:D. happy bitch, i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that had to leave the beauty that is NY alr, even though the fibres of my being were telling me to stay with rachel at columbarium and watch star wars till the wee hours of the morn. came back, showered, went for nong's birthday and drank a little, and am back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A GOOD DAY. RACHEL I COMES VISIT YOU VERY SOON HOKAY. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-7867029264023833148?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/7867029264023833148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=7867029264023833148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7867029264023833148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7867029264023833148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-york-new-york.html' title='new york, new york'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R-YZNgXZt9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/oEXK2fglZTg/s72-c/CIMG4906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-1724547812547844121</id><published>2008-03-21T15:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T00:21:07.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i blog when bored</title><content type='html'>another day on campus, another day of er, finding things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh but i woke up and found christine online and we skyped! vairy hairpee!!!! even though never see hide nor hair for like, 3 months, we were wearing fbt shorts, with big shirt, wearing glasses and eating pocky and talking to each other across continents. win. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and zen, went to adong with nate and sue, where i went insane buying things like daogay, pocky, coconut jelly, organics shampoo, milo, cheecheongfun, and fresh prawns zomg. spent a bit too much, but whatever. the pocky, and the wangwang, and the keropok, are worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back and spent a very fun and stressful 2+ hours cooking laksa and meesiam prima deli mixes (damn authentic lor, i fry tofu and cut spring onions and boil egg and cook fishballs and shit. also, the prima mixes are freaking pwnage! laksa package got bloody guchye summore ok. hahaha win.). sue and nate and chanyoung made korean food: japchae (which is basically tanghoon) and miso soup and fried pork. and then we ate. and ate and ate and ate. and somin and eric and luke came and ate too. was nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that watched er, enchanted, which is not as bad or good as people say it is. it is normal. that it my verdict. ok no one cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then was bored after that, so me and sue made bubble tea. boil pearls and all. it turned out damn nice la wah lau i can quit school and become hawker alr. will have rolex watch, gold tooth and drive bmw one lor. but after i consumed the bubble tea and it was no more, my life had no more meaning again so i bothered andrew in his room until he wanted to sleep so i came back to lonely room and watched korean drama again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, life in the rural backwaters of new england.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow.... movie marathon in middle(of fucking nowhere)town cinema with shirin and rudi, then marathon futurama session with carlo. hopefully that will take up the whole day. but first! gym! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh summer plans are looking very exciting. i hope it happens. PLEASE LET IT HAPPEN. shall not say anything here so won't jinx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok it is fucking 4.08am what the hell am i doing WHAT AM I DOING. it is so easy to waste life away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must sleep. night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-1724547812547844121?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/1724547812547844121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=1724547812547844121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/1724547812547844121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/1724547812547844121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-blog-when-boredcocobu.html' title='i blog when bored'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-4719859642229582423</id><published>2008-03-20T12:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T14:54:43.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it is already fucking thursday</title><content type='html'>last day in ny was great. I LOVE NY zomg. how the hell to live in the shithole that is middletown, how. i need to get out of campus again, this time mebbe Boston on sat. shiokz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i left diana's house in the morning (like secret lover) and found my way to astor place all the way from flushing! then met james and led him around soho heehee my sense of direction is not as wack as i thought it was. we had lunch at some small diner which served blardy nice paninis (i had a pork one, of course) then walked around summore. i love walking around new york! we were standing at a roadside vendor haggling for fake dior bag when suddenly someone freaking tried to grab my bag away from me and i almost ALMOST panicked and shat my pants when i realised it was bloody nate. DAMN SCARY OK OMG. anyway. walked around summore, though it is difficult to shop with two whiny boys. and in the evening, i led them to taisho (rachel you must go there, must) at astor place where we had this bad boy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R-HqRQXZt8I/AAAAAAAAAPU/VeHtJDGHfTY/s1600-h/ramen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R-HqRQXZt8I/AAAAAAAAAPU/VeHtJDGHfTY/s200/ramen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179678628624578498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ramen with pork and spicy cod roe. i think my tongue grew a face and smiled. ok that image damn scary YUCKS i want to scratch my tongue omg. ok shall shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R-HqQwXZt7I/AAAAAAAAAPM/KwM6Eab93N8/s1600-h/taisho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R-HqQwXZt7I/AAAAAAAAAPM/KwM6Eab93N8/s200/taisho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179678620034643890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy ramen eating wesleyan students. (that, above, is probably my best angle.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today woke up obscenely late, went to gym, met shuwei who very kindly invited me to pyungah's birthday dinner at japanese restaurant with whole bunch of korean/japanese seniors 0.o. was nice though, i talked to tachi who is damn damn cute! (ok if any wesleyan students reading this i die HARHARHAR.) like 10 yr old boy liddat nyeheheh. after that, went to bar where i got in on shuwei's passport. is good to be an azn man, angmohs all cannot tell difference one. drank, shouted a bit, resisted eric's attempts to drag me to his room to watch korean dramas, and am now here. an unexpectedly nice day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow is when i go to azn supermarket to BUY MILO AND ORGANICS SHAMPOO WHOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg just saw pictures of hallmate's spring break and (this is going to get un-PC so shall speak in code) got one picture of bai4 moses de ren2 mooning the camera. AND HOR, THE ASSCRACK IS HAIRY ONE LEH. OMGOMGOMGOMG CAN VOMIT AND DIE AND PASS OUT. wah lau eh sibeh tahan. why got hair there one............???????? this is why i love belonging to race of hairless huang2 se4 rens2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, have been listening nonstop to 50 first dates soundtrack, to remind me of beach days. it makes me feel very very happy in this shitty new england weather.&lt;br /&gt;So, please listen to Amber by 311, Hold Me Now by Wayne Wonder, and Friday I'm In Love by Dryden Mitchell. is like chicken soup for the soaked soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-4719859642229582423?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/4719859642229582423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=4719859642229582423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/4719859642229582423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/4719859642229582423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-is-already-fucking-thursday.html' title='it is already fucking thursday'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R-HqRQXZt8I/AAAAAAAAAPU/VeHtJDGHfTY/s72-c/ramen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-5933501799540368972</id><published>2008-03-16T02:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T11:38:44.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back!</title><content type='html'>so, puerto rico was great. it consisted mainly of lying on the beach, soaking up the much-missed sun, making fun of thomas, eatin' chicken and rice and beans, home-cooked food, and listening to the 50 first dates soundtrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i am lazy and sleepy, shall summarize:&lt;br /&gt;day 1 - woke up late after red-eye flight, then just spent entire day at an impossibly blue beach near melina's house. was bitch-slapped by waves, watched erwin attempt to climb a coconut tree, and took many photos on rocks. went home in evening, luke cooked thai curry and ting cooked coke chicken and went happily to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2 - spent entire day in san juan, the capital of PR. the houses were pastel and gorgeous, went to a pretty cemetery, patronised a quaint little pastry shop, fooled around on an impossibly green field. tried going to bacardi factory but the bitch was closed. WHY DOES THE LORD PREVENT ME FROM IMBIBING ALCOHOL, WHY. anyway. went back to melina's where noumaan (who was referred throughout the trip by Melina's hilariously un-PC father as Paki (short for pakistani harharhar)) cooked instant curry (alternative name coined by father: PAKI PACKET HAHAHA. i love it la, the political uncorrectness.) and andrew cooked ecuadorean chicken. DAMN SHIOK, after that fat fat went to sleep. heeheehee. i love sleeping when fatfat la. happy until giggle one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 3 - took ferry to Culebra, small island off PR. woke up at ungodly hour of 4.30am :(:( but when we arrived.... WAS FREAKING WORTH IT. had roast chicken for lunch which is always, always, shiok, went to the more impossibly blue beach and spent the whole day there lazing around in water, jumping on huge waves, swallowing water, snorkeling, sleeping on the beach, INHALING TWO MANGO SMOOTHIES IN QUICK SUCCESSION, eating chicken kebabs, and burying andrew in the sand (we gave him J-cup breasts and a cone shaped penis, which quickly collapsed into a va-jay-jay, which then became a er... komodo dragon, just because. dunno la. the brain of luke is a mystery).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting fact: have you ever noticed that sand-men always, inevitably, end up as hermaphrodites. testament to the maturity of the human mind, eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to our beach apartment, had bbq dinner while playing cranium - found out that it is insanely difficult to hum 'oops i did it again' and that jenny thinks that zorro is an extinct animal. went back to the beach to hang out and THE STARS FILLED THE SKY. can see orion and big dipper that kind, wah lau. and i saw a shooting star! was quietly very happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 4 - spent entire day just driving back to Ponce. had mega dinner, where melina's parents cooked some Puerto Rican traditional chicken stew and baked salmon and noumaan used another Paki Packet. went out after that to downtown Ponce to the er, clarbing area. a group of 14 asians walking around was apparently an unimaginable sight to the locals. ppl TURN AROUND to stare at us lor, felt damn exotic. came back, hung out on the roof with a trampoline and some alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my house next time must have trampoline room. MUST.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 5 - with half of us gone, we went to a waterfall where er, i v embarrassingly took half an hour to muster up the courage to jump off rock ledge into the water. WAS CRIPPLED WITH THE FEAR OMG. got nice man called bryan take video of all of us, and is going to send me them. heh. video of me falling damn unglamly into the water on my ass will probably arrive in mail soon. WE CAN THEN ALL HAVE A RIGHT LAUGH AT THE GIRL WHO CANNOT DIVE. after that, went hiking up a mountain expressly for the purpose of making ourselves hungry for dinner, WHICH WAS VARIOUS FRIED MEATS AT A PUERTO RICAN EATERY. omg. tired and sore and muddy, then eat fried chicken and fried pork and beef and fried bananas and piña colada IS BEST FEELING IN THE WORLD. was very very very happy. the pork was like zicha pork manz. cannot take it, after a while can feel the heart stopping and the arteries choking BUT CANNOT STOP. then after that not enough, so went to have chocolate cake with ice-cream at another restaurant. heheheh. arteries pop alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that was written when i got back. and i er, forgot to post, cos got distracted by nap. lazy to put up photos, if you are so inclined, they are on facebook. or shall put them up one day when i am bored out of skull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so life after puerto rico ain't bad either, mainly cos it comprises mostly eating.&lt;br /&gt;on sun went to main street with shirin to eat nice brunch at cafe, went back to sleep, woke up for pho at main street again with bunch of people. then... skyped jerrine at night! finally! was very very very to the power of infinity nice! commiserated about many things, and made each other itchy by staring into the camera very intensely. hahaha. I heart fiends. :) and i miss fiends. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now... i'm in new york! left school in the morning to go to malaysian restaurant. ADS;FJADKSFJHAKJLSDFHKLAJSDFHJKADFHAJK MALAYSIAN RESTAURANT! IN NEW HAVEN! kinyan mark rheesoo nate sue james sarah chanyoung came along and we had:&lt;br /&gt;char kuay teow&lt;br /&gt;nasi lemak&lt;br /&gt;mango chicken (dunno why the hell this is malaysian)&lt;br /&gt;beef rendang&lt;br /&gt;roti prata&lt;br /&gt;kangkong!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AND GET THIS: SAMBAL STING RAY.&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO the mouth waters and dies with the happiness. the tongue has orgasm. the saliva drips down chin.&lt;br /&gt;was so so so so so so so so so happy, like you wouldn't believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the restaurant had a lot of angklungs for decoration, which i played with very excitedly. NAT AND NAOMIN AND SK AND JERRINE, A SHOUT OUT TO YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, nate drove us to Flushing, NY, where nice senior, Diana, brought me sue nate chanyoung for 'best' bubble tea in NY! was damn shiok man, the pearls ah.................................&lt;br /&gt;after that, we had a lot of fun exploring asian central by ourselves. went to korean supermarket where i was extremely happy browsing korean foodstuff with sue and chanyoung's expert korean advice. heeheehee. and then to korean bookstore, where i happily learnt many korean words. then walked down chinese street WHERE I BOUGHT ROAST DUCK ZOMG. AND THEN. we went to korean restaurant where we had BBQ BULGOGI AND KIMCHI STEW STEAMBOAT OMG I AM SO HAPPY AND SO FAT NOW I CANNOT TAKE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the most pleased my stomach and mouth have ever been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr if all goes acc to plan, am going to Manhattan to meet james to have chinese dumplings , then shop, then after that meet nate and co for amazing pork ramen and teppanyaki, then back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thurs i am going to cook prawn noodles and mee siam. and eat sue's korean japchae and bbq pork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er, the obesity approaches. i scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok need to shower now, cos smell of pork. and entry damn long alr, soz. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-5933501799540368972?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/5933501799540368972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=5933501799540368972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5933501799540368972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5933501799540368972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/03/back.html' title='back!'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-507413334043722041</id><published>2008-03-07T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T11:06:07.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally!</title><content type='html'>so it is about time i updated about spice girls aka Best Concert In Life Not Cos Of Props Or Amazing Pyrotechnics But For Its Sentimental And Emotional Value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i learnt that night too: there are angmoh lians after all. can wear gold leggings and forever 21 loose top wth sports bra ON TOP. win la, win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. concert was damn damn damn good, i have never not been bored at a concert before! they sang all their songs AND I KNEW EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THE LYRICS.  a bit loser la, cos i was the only one screaming along to Viva Forever and Stop, but DAMN FUN. then got middle portion when they all sang solos. Sporty sang I Turn To You, Scary some Lenny Kravitz cover (with a microphone whip harharhar), Geri It's Raining Men (Jega flipped out) , Baby sang Maybe and Victoria.... MODEL DOWN THE STAGE FOR 10 SECONDS HAHAHAHAHAHA LOSER. her children were there btw, very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the end, we all ran to stage and stole confetti. CONFETTI THAT HAS BEEN ON THE SAME STAGE AS THE SPICE GIRLS. THE CONFETTI WIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok photos. very angry, photos are damn lousy and cannot convey ANYTHING about the night but... will try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R8m2t31RLbI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ybzJgQv3nKk/s1600-h/P1080046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R8m2t31RLbI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ybzJgQv3nKk/s200/P1080046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172866546209467826" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they first came out with spice up your life, i SCREAM LIKE PARIAH OK. me and jega scream and jump for like er, 2 minutes non-stop. legs and lungs damn pain after, but SO EXCITED. is like child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R8m2un1RLcI/AAAAAAAAAOM/U65zrDcgrnI/s1600-h/P1080055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R8m2un1RLcI/AAAAAAAAAOM/U65zrDcgrnI/s200/P1080055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172866559094369730" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lady is a vamp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R8m2u31RLdI/AAAAAAAAAOU/PbMxlEctdh0/s1600-h/P1080060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R8m2u31RLdI/AAAAAAAAAOU/PbMxlEctdh0/s200/P1080060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172866563389337042" border="0"&gt;     &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R8m2u31RLeI/AAAAAAAAAOc/rkMJpZVCPSQ/s1600-h/P1080061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R8m2u31RLeI/AAAAAAAAAOc/rkMJpZVCPSQ/s200/P1080061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172866563389337058" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 become 1. dance until damn chio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R8m2vX1RLfI/AAAAAAAAAOk/B1qpjCFQB6o/s1600-h/P1080072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R8m2vX1RLfI/AAAAAAAAAOk/B1qpjCFQB6o/s200/P1080072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172866571979271666" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby spice's solo, Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok blogger is being a freaking bitch so i do not know what photos are up. just enlarge them and feast on the amazingness ok. if you can spot an asian dancer, he is hot and his name is... nguyen. just nguyen. hahaha ok i do not know why that is funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R9CsOpvyOOI/AAAAAAAAAOs/DztL_GnwEU0/s1600-h/P1080079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R9CsOpvyOOI/AAAAAAAAAOs/DztL_GnwEU0/s200/P1080079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174825339573123298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R9CsO5vyOPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/4iK1xgjxFG4/s1600-h/P1080083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R9CsO5vyOPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/4iK1xgjxFG4/s200/P1080083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174825343868090610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R9CsPJvyOQI/AAAAAAAAAO8/IdnOw2FP8QQ/s1600-h/P1080122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R9CsPJvyOQI/AAAAAAAAAO8/IdnOw2FP8QQ/s200/P1080122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174825348163057922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R9CsPJvyORI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ICP9B3FnG9k/s1600-h/P1080157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R9CsPJvyORI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ICP9B3FnG9k/s200/P1080157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174825348163057938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK NOW THAT MIDTERMS ARE OVER I CAN BREATHEEEEEEEEEE. so the past few weeks have been pretty uneventful cos have been busy working studying hanging out (in library harhar.) and swimming and shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT. this spring break better be awesome man. plans for the next two weeks:&lt;br /&gt;- puerto rico!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;- 1-2 days in NY. eric's grand plan: wake up early, reach there by noon, eat jap ramen in astor place, CUT HAIRRRRRRR, shop, then bbq in ktown nyeheheheheh.  &lt;br /&gt;- cultural exchange day: nate drive us to asian supermarket, buy asian stuff, i cook singapore dish for sue and she cook korean food for me. &lt;br /&gt;- drunk night with ruby and co.&lt;br /&gt;- drunk night with linda and rudi &amp; co&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok just came back from PHO (phophophophopho!) with isaac siyou erwin. now off to sue's birthday thing, then paul/isaac's room for some well-deserved thursday night alcohol, then mebbe mahjong with tx. excellent, this after exams thing. excellent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-507413334043722041?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/507413334043722041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=507413334043722041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/507413334043722041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/507413334043722041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/03/finally.html' title='finally!'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R8m2t31RLbI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ybzJgQv3nKk/s72-c/P1080046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-6544872716852964130</id><published>2008-03-06T03:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T03:35:22.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rhyme for the day</title><content type='html'>I. got. into. triple. A. &lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh heh heh heh heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so next year i will have: a single, a huge house, an IN HOUSE WASHING MACHINE, AND A KITCHENNNNN. teeheeheeheeheeheehee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND. excellent housemates. whee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-6544872716852964130?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/6544872716852964130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=6544872716852964130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6544872716852964130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6544872716852964130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/03/rhyme-for-day.html' title='rhyme for the day'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-7154974086809834046</id><published>2008-03-03T14:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T14:36:32.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spice girls post up sooon</title><content type='html'>hello christine. sorry hor, will put up spice girls pictures soon. computer sucks like laonua, damn irritating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime, visiting talkingcock.com and xiaxue.blogspot.com and seeing words like 'pondok''buay song' and 'SCGS girl' MAKE ME MISS HOME LIKE A MOFO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on a final note, terrorist in singapore. scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother don't want me to come US cos here is TEEMING with terrorists but... now singapore have. irony of life, cannot win one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-7154974086809834046?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/7154974086809834046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=7154974086809834046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7154974086809834046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/7154974086809834046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/03/spice-girls-post-up-sooon.html' title='spice girls post up sooon'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-2020282969427105996</id><published>2008-03-02T01:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T11:04:55.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spice!</title><content type='html'>so it is about time i updated about spice girls aka Best Concert In Life Not Cos Of Props Or Amazing Pyrotechnics But For Its Sentimental And Emotional Value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i learnt that night too: there are angmoh lians after all. can wear gold leggings and forever 21 loose top wth sports bra ON TOP. win la, win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. concert was damn damn damn good, i have never not been bored at a concert before! they sang all their songs AND I KNEW EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THE LYRICS.  a bit loser la, cos i was the only one screaming along to Viva Forever and Stop, but DAMN FUN. then got middle portion when they all sang solos. Sporty sang I Turn To You, Scary some Lenny Kravitz cover (with a microphone whip harharhar), Geri It's Raining Men (Jega flipped out) , Baby sang Maybe and Victoria.... MODEL DOWN THE STAGE FOR 10 SECONDS HAHAHAHAHAHA LOSER. her children were there btw, very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the end, we all ran to stage and stole confetti. CONFETTI THAT HAS BEEN ON THE SAME STAGE AS THE SPICE GIRLS. THE CONFETTI WIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok photos. very angry, photos are damn lousy and cannot convey ANYTHING about the night but... will try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R8m2t31RLbI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ybzJgQv3nKk/s1600-h/P1080046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R8m2t31RLbI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ybzJgQv3nKk/s200/P1080046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172866546209467826" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they first came out with spice up your life, i SCREAM LIKE PARIAH OK. me and jega scream and jump for like er, 2 minutes non-stop. legs and lungs damn pain after, but SO EXCITED. is like child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R8m2un1RLcI/AAAAAAAAAOM/U65zrDcgrnI/s1600-h/P1080055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R8m2un1RLcI/AAAAAAAAAOM/U65zrDcgrnI/s200/P1080055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172866559094369730" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lady is a vamp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R8m2u31RLdI/AAAAAAAAAOU/PbMxlEctdh0/s1600-h/P1080060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R8m2u31RLdI/AAAAAAAAAOU/PbMxlEctdh0/s200/P1080060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172866563389337042" border="0"&gt;     &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R8m2u31RLeI/AAAAAAAAAOc/rkMJpZVCPSQ/s1600-h/P1080061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R8m2u31RLeI/AAAAAAAAAOc/rkMJpZVCPSQ/s200/P1080061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172866563389337058" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 become 1. dance until damn chio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R8m2vX1RLfI/AAAAAAAAAOk/B1qpjCFQB6o/s1600-h/P1080072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R8m2vX1RLfI/AAAAAAAAAOk/B1qpjCFQB6o/s200/P1080072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172866571979271666" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby spice's solo, Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok blogger is being a freaking bitch so i do not know what photos are up. just enlarge them and feast on the amazingness ok. if you can spot an asian dancer, he is hot and his name is... nguyen. just nguyen. hahaha ok i do not know why that is funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R9CsOpvyOOI/AAAAAAAAAOs/DztL_GnwEU0/s1600-h/P1080079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R9CsOpvyOOI/AAAAAAAAAOs/DztL_GnwEU0/s200/P1080079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174825339573123298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R9CsO5vyOPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/4iK1xgjxFG4/s1600-h/P1080083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R9CsO5vyOPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/4iK1xgjxFG4/s200/P1080083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174825343868090610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R9CsPJvyOQI/AAAAAAAAAO8/IdnOw2FP8QQ/s1600-h/P1080122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R9CsPJvyOQI/AAAAAAAAAO8/IdnOw2FP8QQ/s200/P1080122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174825348163057922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R9CsPJvyORI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ICP9B3FnG9k/s1600-h/P1080157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R9CsPJvyORI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ICP9B3FnG9k/s200/P1080157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174825348163057938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK NOW THAT MIDTERMS ARE OVER I CAN BREATHEEEEEEEEEE. so the past few weeks have been pretty uneventful cos have been busy working studying hanging out (in library harhar.) and swimming and shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT. this spring break better be awesome man. plans for the next two weeks:&lt;br /&gt;- puerto rico!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;- 1-2 days in NY. eric's grand plan: wake up early, reach there by noon, eat jap ramen in astor place, CUT HAIRRRRRRR, shop, then bbq in ktown nyeheheheheh.  &lt;br /&gt;- cultural exchange day: nate drive us to asian supermarket, buy asian stuff, i cook singapore dish for sue and she cook korean food for me. &lt;br /&gt;- drunk night with ruby and co.&lt;br /&gt;- drunk night with linda and rudi &amp; co&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok just came back from PHO (phophophophopho!) with isaac siyou erwin. now off to sue's birthday thing, then paul/isaac's room for some well-deserved thursday night alcohol, then mebbe mahjong with tx. excellent, this after exams thing. excellent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-2020282969427105996?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/2020282969427105996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=2020282969427105996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2020282969427105996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2020282969427105996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-like-to-be-free.html' title='spice!'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R8m2t31RLbI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ybzJgQv3nKk/s72-c/P1080046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-8549605821094164671</id><published>2008-02-26T12:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T12:27:48.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no time, cannot breathe</title><content type='html'>But still have time for this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rkMknZQ7Pak&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rkMknZQ7Pak&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harharhar. this is esp for you, rachel. is important you watch this. i must spread the fear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok cannot update now, econ midterm in 11 hours AND HAVEN'T STUDY YET. BYE Y'ALL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-8549605821094164671?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/8549605821094164671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=8549605821094164671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/8549605821094164671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/8549605821094164671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-time-cannot-breathe.html' title='no time, cannot breathe'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-5555200058696788217</id><published>2008-02-22T14:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T14:13:36.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>creepiest shit EVER</title><content type='html'>elena told me bout this... cretin. please go watch, WHY ARE THERE SUCH PEOPLE EXISTING. IN THE UNIVERSE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3gNktI3AF4Q&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3gNktI3AF4Q&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. rusty spoons leh. siao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, very very busy weekend ahead. Concert To End All Concerts tmr, then mebbe azn party again, then must wake up at 5am on sat to take care of horses for 12 hours again -.-.-.-.-.- then come back to watch Black Awareness Month performance, then sun got dance practice again, then next week got econ midterm. HAHA. econ midterm. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-5555200058696788217?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/5555200058696788217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=5555200058696788217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5555200058696788217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5555200058696788217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/02/creepiest-shit-ever.html' title='creepiest shit EVER'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-5632964582566355999</id><published>2008-02-21T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T14:52:43.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eyes burning.</title><content type='html'>omg i am so so so so so so so so tired. today was crazy again. work from 10-1, class until 4, wanted to take nap but siyou and paul didn't allow me so i stupidly had dinner before water polo practice (which is becoming crazy and insane. as in, swim until want to physically vomit, insane.), then 1 hour of taiko practice, then write essay (twice, cos some FUCKER in the library logged me off and didn't save my draft). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i cooked a sausage in my room. it was unexpectedly exciting and rewarding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, tonight i witnessed a lunar eclipse. could see the corona and all, was v v cool. i love the cosmos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking alone back to my dorm from the library after the eclipse, the sky was completely clear and the moon unusually bright and full and the air was crisp and cold and the moonlight was lighting my way and casting shadows. it made me very inexplicably happy. i stood outside my room and looked at the moon for like, 5 minutes. i think roommate think i crazy alr but... I LOVE THE MOON LAAA. being able to see the craters fills me with very innocent childish joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, the fact that eric just called and arranged to go eat pho tmr. with more koreans. YES. i love pho. (and koreans, but that has already been very well-established.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proof that eric cannot understand english:&lt;br /&gt;siyou: did you see the moon? how did it look like?&lt;br /&gt;eric: uhhh... it is because the earth moves between the moon and the sun... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAO. no brain lor. hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH. must tell you bout my hansel and gretel class today. my teacher is INSANE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, she stomps into class in old woman costume, slams the door and throws entire bag of mixed grains on the ground and then yells at us imbeciles to get on the floor, NOW, and sort them out. so the entire class of 19yr olds (and one 20 yr old :(:(:() kneels down around the pile of grain and sorts them out for HALF AN HOUR, in silence, cos cannot talk. then suddenly she pull me up in front of everyone and shout at me to spit out my gum, NOW. so i spit and was embarrassed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what i pay 50k a year for. win. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok eyes si liao. must go, byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-5632964582566355999?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/5632964582566355999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=5632964582566355999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5632964582566355999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5632964582566355999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/02/eyes-burning.html' title='eyes burning.'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-2609505809684967463</id><published>2008-02-20T15:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T15:09:28.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>err...</title><content type='html'>spice girls is in less than 2 days, leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is so exciting my heart could burst. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to jerrine for 15 min. was nice taste of home. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that was highlight of my day. oh, apart from the fact that 5 ppl called me in a 20 minute interval while i was taking my precious afternoon nap. DAMN CHEEBZ OK. angry until can cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing i hate more than waking up 5 minutes before my alarm clock rings. HATE IT. feel damn cheated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this insanely boring post is just cos i do not wanna study anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-2609505809684967463?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/2609505809684967463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=2609505809684967463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2609505809684967463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/2609505809684967463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/02/err.html' title='err...'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-3911369566634011678</id><published>2008-02-19T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T11:17:39.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy days and mondays always get me down</title><content type='html'>this eerily apt song came up on my itunes shuffle. is too cosmic an occurrence to ignore, so shall blog. besides, have essay to start on and my fingers refuse to type anything of any consequence so there shall be word vomit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you about my mondays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10am-1pm - work at lab&lt;br /&gt;1-2pm - french lesson&lt;br /&gt;2-2.40pm - rush homework for 2.40 class&lt;br /&gt;2.30-4pm fairy tales class&lt;br /&gt;4-30-5.30pm - french TA&lt;br /&gt;6-6.30pm - econ TA&lt;br /&gt;6.30-8pm - excel workshop (ksjdfhakdsjhfakljfh)&lt;br /&gt;8pm-7am - agonize over essay and die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add a healthy dose of drizzly rain and leaky rainboots to the mix and there you have it. joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only redeeming thing was cooking dinner. eric called and went over to cook ramen, but NO FREAKING POT. AND NO FREAKING OIL. so we er, cooked it in a pan and improvised. he brought out some amazing korean chili paste/meat sauce thing and i FORCED him to add egg to the noods and IT WAS AWESOME. then after that still hungry, so cooked er, fried porridge in pan, with seaweed and sausage. looked like vomit, but was good until er, vomit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE COOKING SIA. omg. &lt;br /&gt;damn proud of the rice. when have photo, will out up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now am damn full and sleepy but... must... write... about... lu... xun.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-3911369566634011678?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/3911369566634011678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=3911369566634011678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/3911369566634011678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/3911369566634011678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/02/rainy-days-and-mondays-always-get-me.html' title='rainy days and mondays always get me down'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-934450670254194489</id><published>2008-02-18T03:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T03:57:59.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the devil's brew</title><content type='html'>at this moment in time, when my head is a ringing bell and my stomach a roiling cauldron of caterpillars and all things slimy, I SWEAR NEVER TO DRINK AGAIN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, but i am a chronic reneger so... this will unfortunately happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. fri night was spent in paul's room with the usual ppl, doing goodness knows what. sat night went to filipino night, (WHERE THEY SERVED A WHOLE ROAST PIG LK;FJAL;SJDFLA;DJKALSK;DFJALKS;DFJ COOL SHIT SIA), watched vagina monologues, which induced in me a whole new appreciation for the word 'cunt', then got drunk beyond er, sanity at senior fauver with many asians again. was fun and all, but i ended up in someone's room and seitaro nate and suechung very very nicely sent me home amid my drunken ramblings on why we don't talk to each other enough when sober. shit. embarrassing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought: money is wasted on the rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *looking at isaac's tie* eh your tie damn nice&lt;br /&gt;isaac: yeah, i got it pretty cheap, about 40 bucks at a sale.&lt;br /&gt;me: *looking at label* wtf! it's a freaking marni tie!&lt;br /&gt;isaac: huh what's marni? i thought it was Armani and they took away the 'A'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W.T.F.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-934450670254194489?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/934450670254194489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=934450670254194489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/934450670254194489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/934450670254194489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/02/devils-brew.html' title='the devil&apos;s brew'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-6930879663233197756</id><published>2008-02-13T11:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T11:11:33.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it. keeps. fucking. snowing.</title><content type='html'>i fell on my ass today, walking to dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snow................ sux.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-6930879663233197756?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/6930879663233197756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=6930879663233197756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6930879663233197756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6930879663233197756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-keeps-fucking-snowing.html' title='it. keeps. fucking. snowing.'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-5238344710835278031</id><published>2008-02-11T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T13:59:17.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>egad,</title><content type='html'>it is -10 degrees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a great weekend. last night was CNY celebrations, and me and siyou did skit until face crawl to wormhole and hide, but quite fun la. after that was er, bridge enhanced with some alcohol at chinese house then juno in erwin's room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juno is damn nice show! (it is damn irritating that whenever i say 'show' here, everyone shouts at me to say 'movie'. SHOW CAN ALSO LA K. and, whenever i pronounce the word 'egg', ppl look at me weird. apparently, in this country, it is pronounced eahhh-gg instead of, simply, ehgg. nonsense.) anyway, point was, pls watch k thx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was singapore steamboat dinner! very nice to have cengceng soup again! and then played mahjong at tx's house. SHIOK MAN. i sucked and lost a lot of money, BUT MAN IT FEELS GOOD TO GAMBLE DURING CNY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA PLAY BANLAK LIKE SIAO BUT NO ONE HERE WANT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall summarize my night as a very cool person. i lose money at mahjong, then cannot zip up boots cos zip spoil, so have to walk around in -10degree weather with boot flapping around ankle, then spent last 30mins trying to fix boot, so cannot do homework. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short, am cold, tired, no shoes, poor, and stupid. WIN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-5238344710835278031?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/5238344710835278031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=5238344710835278031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5238344710835278031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/5238344710835278031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/02/egad.html' title='egad,'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-5408373346350403569</id><published>2008-02-10T04:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T04:09:59.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello christine</title><content type='html'>i bloggeth for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last night was excellent night of drunken shouting in my room with somin siyou paul eric and later isaac. a lot of k-pop youtubing, some jumping on the bed, a little photoboothwhoring/acting like pregnant women/spartans ensued. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that was horseriding. my horse today kept farting whenever it trotted. and i kept laughing. almost fell down, damn scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this reminds me of a story. once i went on tour and there was this guy who dropped a ball on the ground. then he bent down to pick it up, and he farted. but the ball rolled away, and he bent down again, so he farted again. HE DID THIS 5 TIMES. I died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeheehee. ok i laughing to myself in computer lab. not cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with jega also, who i haven't seen in too long. made a pact to go brazil together for carnivale, once in our lives. even if 95 yrs old and body is a... sag, still go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now must go practice skit with siyou for CNY celebrations tonight. i am playing the role of a stupid, irritating, greedy child. actually, don't need to act la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my face will run away to hide tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-5408373346350403569?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/5408373346350403569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-8533159037764744029</id><published>2008-02-04T15:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T15:48:23.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exciting tahmes</title><content type='html'>1. i may go to obama rally in hartford tmr.&lt;br /&gt;2. spice girls in 2 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;3. puerto rico for spring break!&lt;br /&gt;4. horse show soon!&lt;br /&gt;5. k-town in... march la. but still exciting. &lt;br /&gt;6. i got offered ushering job! this means more $$$$!&lt;br /&gt;7. going to see african underground (senegalese rap group) this fri. &lt;br /&gt;8. i just found out today that i can study abroad in 2 countries, 6 months each. france and korea, here i come :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k sleepy. night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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tahmes'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-8559944380858893326</id><published>2008-02-03T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T18:25:59.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>late</title><content type='html'>ok my titles are getting more and more uninspired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got off the phone with jerrine! short conversation, but hearing her voice makes me damn happy omg. so nice. also, so gay. but whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicest thing that has been said to me since i came to school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: (just for the sake of saying) i'm thinking of transferring... mebbe to brown or something.&lt;br /&gt;eric and somin: NO! &lt;br /&gt;somin: i'll be so bored!&lt;br /&gt;eric: i'll have no one funny to talk to! don't go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, life so far has been a tad better than last term. &lt;br /&gt;mon-thurs: veritable whirlwind of studying in the library very ineffectually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri was miserable rainy day, so slept in room until paul called cos he was sick of watching youtube in his room. come over and... sang along to theresa teng on my computer. it is very disconcerting that a 19-yr-old boy from korea reminds me (and has the same favourite song) as my mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to string jazz concert in evening, which totally went whizzing over my head cos i am a philistine, then to senior fauver for azn partay again. was quite fun, even though eric, isaac and erwin conspired to torture me by er, stealing my rainboots and bouncing on my lap and putting me in a headlock. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went shopping with eric paul and jongmin. 3 korean boys wearing identical black leather jackets and one girl wearing black coat walking in a mall in the midst of suburbia is... quite a sight la. like gang, damn embarrassing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mall was a shithole though. they scolded me for bringing them there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched movie with siyou in the evening, then went to lorise for another... you guessed it. azn party. hung out with somin and eric until wee hours of morning and now my eyeballs have dieded. so bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. sorry for boring post, will improve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-8559944380858893326?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/8559944380858893326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Z.O.M.G</title><content type='html'>SPICE GIRLS COMING TO THE RURAL BACKWATERS OF HARTFORD, CT. &lt;br /&gt;I AM GOING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FULFIL LIFE AMBITION ALR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-8689219182504505576?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/8689219182504505576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=8689219182504505576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/8689219182504505576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/8689219182504505576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/01/zomg.html' title='Z.O.M.G'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-2028030544118638927</id><published>2008-01-27T04:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T04:13:24.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fist-eatingly bored</title><content type='html'>investment. banking. is. fucking. boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-2028030544118638927?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-6801909919073721702</id><published>2008-01-26T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T14:39:31.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay</title><content type='html'>news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i have relinquished possession of my laptop cos it died on me and is now under repair. a week using somin's korean mac will be... torture. but thanks, somin :D&lt;br /&gt;2. i am still jetlagged.&lt;br /&gt;3. i have a potential ushering job, which means free performances.&lt;br /&gt;4. i got into taiko class, which is where i learn traditional japanese drumming. COOL SHIT OMG I AM DAMN HAPPY I PASS AUDITIONS WAH LAU. damn cool damn cool damn cool :):):):):):):)&lt;br /&gt;5. i may, MAY, be going to costa rica/puerto rico for spring break!&lt;br /&gt;6. i am, at this present moment, liking friends here. &lt;br /&gt;7. so, yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, drunk roommates came into room with bunch of drunk friends and i must sleep now but cannot. not so yay. omg i hate angmohnangs wah lau. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok whatever. shall blast kpop to chase them out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-6801909919073721702?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/6801909919073721702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=6801909919073721702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6801909919073721702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/6801909919073721702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/01/yay.html' title='yay'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6122081682153058822.post-3700836760438767413</id><published>2008-01-24T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T11:43:40.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i are back</title><content type='html'>hello all. before i start, the 'save now' at the bottom of this page is becoming longer and longer as i type, and it's really freaking me out. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok it stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, life back at school has been nice and chill so far. mon i got back, paid an extortionate amount of money for a cab from jfk ($400!!!!!!!!!!!) and had dinner with the usual ppl. was nice seeing them again :). then i forced myself into jetlagged somin's room and unleashed my super junior love unto her fatugued ears. shiok. and she introduced me to big bang!!!! new band to obsess over whee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tues i had nice breakfast with shirin on main street and bought shitload of groceries. (10 bottles of soap and shampoo k HAHAHA like refugee liddat. but this means i... never need to buy them for the rest of the semester. CREVER HOR.) oh and an ipod player for my room! i blasted korean songs the whole of yesterday, think my roommate hates me now. had IMS job meeting, and it says a lot about the company i keep when i found... most of my friends there. harharhar. NEH MIND. AZN POWER YO. anyway. after that hung out at chinese house for a while for want of nothing better to do. there, i introduced nate to the gorgeousness that is kangin and marvelled at andrew's ecuador pictures. i must go ecuador, even if i might be struck dead by lyme disease. and zen, went for dinner and free movie. isaac suggested... cloverfield. and we all stupidly followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING. PLS DO NOT WATCH CLOVERFIELD HOR. IS 80 MINUTES, STUPID, AND WILL GIVE HEADACHE. THE ALIEN ALSO LOOK VERY STUPID, LIKE GIANT BUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si3 isaac. hahaha. oh but we make pact to watch at least one movie at the cinema every week. very assciting. won't be movie noob anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was first day of classes, had french and Hansel &amp;amp; Gretel and Co. I LOVE HANSEL AND GRETEL AND C0, WARRAOZ. damn interesting! my assign for next class is to... read 10 fairy tales. and i am going to learn about rape and incest in The Little Red Riding Hood. SHIOKKKKKKKKKKKKKK :DDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to buy books with somin and isaac, and spent as;jdfhlasjkdhfljaksdhfklajshdf $432 on ads;jfhasjdhfkjsdfhasf books. EXTORTION OK EXTORTION WAH LAU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then eric called after being the antisocial korean for the past 3 days and went to dinner at summerfields, which sucked ass. i miss home food alr. so we commiserated over how we miss home and hate smelly bai2 ren2s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG HERE IS AMAZING FACT. Ok if you are not fan of kpop and super junior, fact is not amazing and is actually boring. but if you are.... eric's classmate from 5th to 9th grade was Jessica from Generation Girl. Jessica dated Donghae and Kangin before. SO THERE ARE ONLY 4 DEGREES OF SEPARATION BETWEEN ME AND DONGHAE AND KANGIN SADFOINAS;LDJFHASLKJDHFKAJSHDFAKJSHDF MY HANDS ARE SHIVERING AS I TYPE THIS OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you do not know, or forget, this is donghae:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R5gJKjwJawI/AAAAAAAAANk/iFZmC88y9WU/s1600-h/donghae91xf1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R5gJKjwJawI/AAAAAAAAANk/iFZmC88y9WU/s200/donghae91xf1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158883450153429762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is... love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R5gIPTwJavI/AAAAAAAAANc/Rj_eezrNAUg/s1600-h/kangin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R5gIPTwJavI/AAAAAAAAANc/Rj_eezrNAUg/s200/kangin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158882432246180594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: OMG. can you PLSPLSPLSPLSPLS call her up and ask her to introduce her ex boyfriends to me&lt;br /&gt;eric: uh, i cannot do that.&lt;br /&gt;me: WHY&lt;br /&gt;eric: cos she hates me. and i hate her. i stole her pants and threw them away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCKS K, SUCKS. I DAMN ANGRYYYYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now i am in the computer lab, as job. this is why post is so long hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siansiansiansiansian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend i signed up for 2 day intensive investment banking course. it cost $200 and promises to be one of the most mind-numbing experiences of my life, from 8.45am to 5pm. for example, one component is 'how to use excel to micro-manage accounts' or some shitcrap like that. OH THE PAIN. FATHER, I AM DOING THIS ONLY FOR YOU. i shall rely on erwin and isaac, fellow self-mutilators, to get me through the 2 days of drudgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k now i must go do... headcount. and start on french homework. eric told me that if i get 4.0GPA this sem, my dismal GPA can be pulled up to... 3.6. STILL. SO. LOW. SIAN, JI, PUA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6122081682153058822-3700836760438767413?l=squeegies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/feeds/3700836760438767413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6122081682153058822&amp;postID=3700836760438767413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/3700836760438767413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6122081682153058822/posts/default/3700836760438767413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squeegies.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-are-back.html' title='i are back'/><author><name>Samantha/senghoe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02850728520701687649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wMLPmNnvdcE/R5gJKjwJawI/AAAAAAAAANk/iFZmC88y9WU/s72-c/donghae91xf1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
