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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y63sLgIk0og/TFUjgwmv56I/AAAAAAAAChI/_DT7zUsK8KI/s1600/sleepy+kittens1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y63sLgIk0og/TFUjgwmv56I/AAAAAAAAChI/_DT7zUsK8KI/s320/sleepy+kittens1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500341565613139874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they sell it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, decided to re-start blogging. probably because i'm getting my blackberry soon! hence the sudden enthusiasm to rant about my life again. )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-8072973724561573790?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/8072973724561573790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8275853.post-2165331285980690787</id><published>2010-03-09T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T00:22:26.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm... it's not fussy. really. it's unlucky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-2165331285980690787?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/2165331285980690787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=2165331285980690787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/2165331285980690787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/2165331285980690787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2010/03/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-2261792488369219981</id><published>2009-11-14T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T01:26:32.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring post that should not be read</title><content type='html'>hmmm, for some strange reason i felt like blogging today. it was ages since the last time i did. i think it had something to do with xiao ning mentioning her diary entries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, today was just one of those days (which seem to come ever so often nowadays) where i seem to feel i have no friends. not enough friends. not enough close friends. not enough non-medicine friends. heck, not enough medicine friends - those i wanna get to know and those existing ones who i just can't quite seem to feel close to. i hope this does not offend anyone but this issue isn't apparent when i have busy postings like o&amp;g or paediatrics. i'm not saying anaesthesia is slack, but it is a posting that presents an opportunity for more time reflecting and pondering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this problem getting close to people. in fact, most people who think they're close to me, are in actual fact, not the same people i would call up in my moment of need. i dun understand what's wrong with me and i still can't quite comprehend how to deal with this. all i know is that it mostly manifests as loneliness. fortunately, for us girls, this posts less of an issue because we always have girlfriends we can call up for emotional maintenance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just that my life does not seem to be progressing forward, it's just a continuous cycle of me staying in this comfort zone. ok, perhaps all this thought provocation was a result of the 2012 movie today. if the world were to come to an end tomorrow, would you be happy with what you achieved so far in life? whether it be with your studies, work, family, friends, relationships - would you be contented or satisfied? i just know i sure ain't gonna feel that way. every year seems to just feel like another wasted year of slogging to become a doctor. despite the progress in medical knowledge, i don't really feel the progress in exposure to the world, to the news around us, to emotions, to life OUTSIDE medicine, in general. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would i like to achieve outside of medicine, i then ask myself. broader general knowledge for sure, more life skills (i.e. becoming more street-smart, how to go about doing that?), more friends who can broaden my horizon... i don't mean simple things like picking up a new dance, learning a new language (although i think these things would help) but like on a larger scale, bigger perspective. the problem is: after being in medicine for 4 years, i don't really know what i am actually missing out out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings us to the next point at hand, which my 2 friends have graciously and adamantly pointed out today, medicine people live in a world of their own. oh my gosh, i'm going to offend so many people with this post... i'm counting on the presumption that no one reads my blog anymore because it's been dead for... i can't even remember how long. anyways, i was saying that point because: just picture a scenario with 2 medicine persons just having a friendly social chat. they are very likely to talk about the medicine experience they had on a prior day. say you put 2 medicine persons and one other person outside this faculty together, they will still continue to talk in their medical lingo to each other, with an occasional awareness to include the last person in their in conversation. then consider a case where a whole bunch of say, jc friends meet up, the medicine people will subconsciously bunch together and start discussing about medicine. worse still, nowadays, only medicine people mix with medicine people! how is it that i find this a very big issue but many of my other contemporaries in the field do not see it so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how do i deal with this? just spend most of my days with medicine people? or spend it with non-medicine people? which frankly, i must say, is a pool of friends that is rapidly dwindling, for reasons not apparent to me. or as it has been for the past 4 months, hiding under thick stacks of books and the continuous excuse of being busy keeping up with work. i do not have the "SOAP" to this, i.e. Subjective, Objective, Assessment and Plan. sorry, it's the medicine half of me talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, blog posts are always about rambling and unresolved conclusions. at least for me, they are. and i do reiterate, i hope no one reads this post. i just can't find a hard copy outlet to voice this out. it's nice to type out my thoughts anyhows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-2261792488369219981?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/2261792488369219981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=2261792488369219981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/2261792488369219981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/2261792488369219981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2009/11/boring-post-that-should-not-be-read.html' title='boring post that should not be read'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-4461086070372282830</id><published>2008-07-28T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T00:34:35.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg i'm going crazy, haha...... i remember telling someone that i only blog when i'm moody. but this post is different! i just watched definitely, maybe and omg, it's uber sweeeeeeettt.... i can't believe i'm such a sucker for such shows. haha, the little girl was so cute (it's my 2nd time watching) and isla fisher is sooooooo pretty. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'm going to make my milo now. or maybe make my sis do it for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-4461086070372282830?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/4461086070372282830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=4461086070372282830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/4461086070372282830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/4461086070372282830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/07/omg-im-going-crazy-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-7382359546838034956</id><published>2008-07-26T02:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T14:44:51.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the place where I sit&lt;br /&gt;This is the part where I love you too much&lt;br /&gt;This is as hard as it gets&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm getting tired of&lt;br /&gt;pretending I'm tough&lt;br /&gt;I'm here if you want me&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours you can hold me&lt;br /&gt;I'm empty and aching and&lt;br /&gt;tumbling and braking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Chorus ] :&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you don't see me&lt;br /&gt;And you don't need me&lt;br /&gt;And you don't love me&lt;br /&gt;The way I wish you would&lt;br /&gt;The way I know you could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream a world where you understand&lt;br /&gt;[ Find more Lyrics at www.mp3lyrics.org/FAqL ]&lt;br /&gt;That I dream a million sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;But I dream of fire when&lt;br /&gt;you're touching my hand&lt;br /&gt;But it twists into smoke when&lt;br /&gt;I turn on the lights&lt;br /&gt;I'm speechless and faded&lt;br /&gt;It's too complicated&lt;br /&gt;Is this how the book ends?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but good friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Chorus ] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the place in my heart&lt;br /&gt;This is the place where I'm falling apart&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this just where we met?&lt;br /&gt;And is this the last chance&lt;br /&gt;that I'll ever get?&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was lonely&lt;br /&gt;Instead of just only&lt;br /&gt;Crystal and see through and&lt;br /&gt;not enough to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Chorus ] x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j6jDhvNN5oE&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/j6jDhvNN5oE&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find the real mtv or any mp3 streams, but this video is quite sweetly apt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is even more beautiful, try to ignore how michael jackson looks so eerily pale. In fact, just don't watch the mtv, just hear the song. It's really numbing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Of7bHuV0wg&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/7Of7bHuV0wg&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to the people i pissed off today, or the people who i was really moody to. I knew i was being moody and pms-y, but cliche as it may sound, i really could not control it. I FELT moody and just decided to keep quiet most of the time. I don't handle moodiness well and i dunno what would be a better way of handling it other than keeping quiet. I don't like to become quarrelsome or bitchy, but i just stay really quiet and temperamental (like 1 moment hyper, next moment moody) so i hope i didn't frighten or piss anyone off. Normally, there'll be some trigger to set it off but it was unusually harsh today. Shrugs, i'm glad to be home now, chilling. Anyways, the 2 songs above are currently my gushy songs :) which reminds me, i met the cutest  MO i have EVER seen, he is so freaking cute! Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-7382359546838034956?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/7382359546838034956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=7382359546838034956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/7382359546838034956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/7382359546838034956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-place-where-i-sit-this-is-part.html' title=''/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-1747264063636617504</id><published>2008-06-30T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T01:00:36.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmmm.... i have no idea what to say or think now. Somedays my emotions are at a high, somedays they're at a all time low. Be it the workload, just thinking about the workload, and thinking about how inn can go shop for a bikini to bask in the sun next month while i rot away, is enough to cramp up anyone's style. Not to mention, the day to "look forward" to, to meet everyone in school ends at 6pm does not brighten up one's day at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the movie "wanted" is so bad, i cough at its release. How can anyone come up with such a terrible plot, and how can names like James McAvoy, Angelina Jolie and Morgan Freeman ever agree to such a horrible story i cannot comprehend. Basically, it sucks, so dun waste your money watching it. That aside, meeting anyone that does not involve some sort of "what hospital are you in now" exchange is enough to make me happy. Not to say that i dun like medicine people, that you've got it wrong, i miss medicine people. A great deal. It's just that seeing them makes me think of work, and I HATE thinking of work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to see the movie gang again and i have made a mental note not to be caught out in my lab coat on wednesday when bala pops around. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have reached a tinge of numbness where i have things to say and complain about, but when i meet up with friends close enough to ramble all these to, i just zone out and think of what nice movie should i catch next. Sometimes, i just think, they're not going to understand me, so why bother saying. Perhaps, this is why medicine people are dubbed "elitist" or just very "lonely" people. Which i have to say, i do not completely disagree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a weekend. The best part of it, honestly, besides spending a whole pile of time out and not studying (as i kept telling myself that i had to, but to no avail), i caught up on some MUCH NEEDED sleepy time. Seriously, i slept a good part of Saturday afternoon away, haha, perhaps that's why i'm a night person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now is the time to take a deep breath in to prepare for the new hectic week ahead at TTSH. Work work work. Study study study. Someone teach me how to save myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-1747264063636617504?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/1747264063636617504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=1747264063636617504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1747264063636617504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1747264063636617504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/06/hmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-7340933849276169905</id><published>2008-06-11T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T03:28:28.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wheeeee.... ok i have pictures but chao lazy to put them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st up i wanna say that it was so much fun with the girls. I haven't seen everyone in such a long time that i nearly forgot what it was like to spend time with yall. (And no, individually spending time with inn and jean is different). Ideally, we should have gone jean's house to chill but i had to get my dad's birthday presents cos the 1st 2 attempts shopping with jean was fruitless, haha, though that girl did get a lot of things. Of course overlooking the fact that i missed the tanning session with you guys (grrrr....), the rest of the day was fun, regardless of not having the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings to mind my next point, which is my daddy's birthday, i'm going to celebrate it later at mint, with the new chef, for dinner. But seeing as it has already hit 1.46am, we wished him happy birthday all the same. I got him a short-sleeved shirt from british india + book on terraces, balconies and patios + book on living room decor in my enthusiastic attempt to encourage him into rebuilding the house (then i can have my own room and invite friends over! oh man, how lovely would that be?). I quote my sister who quoted him, "We will rebuild the house at the end of the year." From past experience, I have known him to procrastinate, (trust me, he promised the museum since i was in primary 6, it ONLY opened when i was in j2), but all the same, a little girl can hope right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must mention that (mostly, as affirmation to myself because my dad wun read this) i really love my family a lot and appreciate everything they have done for me, i am a very fortunate young girl. I may not say it out loud, but i am extremely thankful for everything i have. For having a happy family (not always, but sufficient), for having parents, especially my dad for putting up with my willfulness at times, my going out till late and heavy consumption of the petrol tank, skipping bonding family dinners at home just to have fun with friends outside. Yes, thank daddy, i love you always and thank you for not reprimanding me when i dunno my limits (haha, no pun intended). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was tonight, which was a lot of fun. Truth be told, i always have fun when i go out with "kkk". Haha, we did something totally spontaneous after our merchant court dinner which was to drive to mount faber. I must admit, that thought occurred to me because the night i went for the southern ridges trail with my cg, i really thought that place was beautiful, especially at night. There was the long winding road to drive on, which was absolutely tempting. Though finding the way there was a nightmare (we went around in circles) but getting there, seeing the scenery, or what i could catch of it while driving plus having a drink down at the hilltop really reminded me of europe at that instant. The lit skyline, coupled with the rain ambience was simply breath-taking, in fact, if the other guys didn't kindly offer to shelter me with their umbrellas, i wouldn't mind walking in the rain, all the way to henderson waves in fact. I can't seem to capture succinctly in words, what i was feeling at that hilltop, but i think that feeling would have been overwhelming if i had someone i love beside me at that time. :) Jeanie, you're going love it.... u should seriously go there with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, talking to my bro about medicine now also got me a bit worried, for him and for myself. He's got a lot of shit going on and i'm just glad to be holidaying now though the mental pressure is mounting. But i know all of us can handle it. I dunno how, but we always take 1 hurdle at a time right. Be it having to handle medicine osce and then patho exams, i think we have the perseverance to get through it. I must take this chance to say that I have never regretted joining medicine, whether for the course or for the friends. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something wrong with me today, i just feel like typing out all these weird mixed feelings about my life in 1 post. I totally think it's the scenery at mount faber... it cracking me open. I cannot shake off some of the things inn mentioned to me the other day... like: do i really portray myself as someone who only knows how to have fun and not be serious? Perhaps even my closer friends may think that. I do remember john mentioning something about this at yao's house before, something about i'm hiding behind a facade of playing while escaping reality. I do wonder about that at times, and i wonder what i'm running away from and why do i put across that image? I like hanging out with friends, a lot. Some may say going out everyday with different groups of friends is excessive, or that i'm "playing" too much, but the simple fact behind it is that i'm afraid of being alone. I dun need someone to look after me all the time (which leed and bw tend to do sometimes) but i just need someone there. You know what i mean, i can't describe it. And i must add, that i have this huge problem opening up to people, not like the nicole-kind of problem opening up, it's the "i tell you stuff but actually i'm not telling you anything important though it may sound important and personal". I dunno when i've grown to be like that but i guess it gets worse as i grow older. Haha, i can't shake this off, i think it's a protective mechanism of mine. Hmmm.... perhaps i should have a good chat with the girls. Which is not going to come, cos jean has work starting soon and smart inn has decided to pick the time jean and i are free, to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish nic is here sometimes. I wish my bro is here too. But jean is back, that's comforting. Ok, i'm rambling now. Who says blogging is not therapeutic? Of course, driving near esplanade by the bay at night, on the way home is therapeutic too, but who has so much petrol to waste? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i have to start thinking what to do for my 21st? I dun think having all my friends under the same roof is my idea of a memorable time. Yes, damian's party was a good testament to that. But, i think my different cliques of friends represent different sides of me, because i act very differently with each of them, and having them all together at once is going to get me confused. So, i have no idea what to do. I thought it'd be perfect timing seeing as my birthday would be directly after patho exam, everyone in med would be in a party mood, but i still dunno what to do. Ahhhh, whatever, it's inconsequential, as long as i have my close friends with me, i'm happy.  See? Who says i'm a difficult girl to satisfy? Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peishan is flying back this thurs and yus is flying off on friday, i guess it's fated. Bad luck that the girls can't even completely meet during the hols. And bad luck i can't go for bintan or phuket. I reeeeeeeeally wanna go for the phuket trip, it's going to be water sports and everyone going there is very funny! But it's on 18 july... :( Sigh, looks like the girls' melbourne trip is a no go too, sorry girls, please don't be too disappointed. I quote wincent,"med students aint supposed to hav hols, cmon everyone knows tt," doesn't that just sum everything up? I really long for the day, we can just fly off together in a SIA plane to nic's apartment and chill indoors talking, getting up early to visit the sites and her school campus. Omg, just typing about it makes me immensely sad that it can't happen. To me, that would have been the best birthday present of all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, i'll just make the most out of the holidays i have now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-7340933849276169905?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/7340933849276169905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=7340933849276169905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/7340933849276169905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/7340933849276169905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/06/wheeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-2401792913589060965</id><published>2008-06-06T04:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T04:52:13.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It’s a given that I’m pretty egotistical to have so many rounds of my face plastered on my blog but then again, isn’t that what a blog is for? Me, myself and I. Anyways, that was not the point for this design. It’s just that I was looking through my iPhoto library and was pleasantly surprised by the fond memories I have accumulated. In addition to that, a futile attempt was made by yours truly to cover up the faces by adding all kinds of funny effects to it and hence the end resultis: huipei’s new &lt;br /&gt;blog design. Hahaha, I’m weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we pick up from where we left off, i.e the temporary end of clinics for m2s! Note the word temporary because m3 does beckon in about 2 weeks time. Perhaps it’s not such a bad idea to have all my planned trips not work out, besides catching up some sleep, spending time with my family, especially my dad, whose birthday is approaching, i can catch up on some mangas and series :). Then there were the 21st birthdays, 5 birthday parties over the weekend is a record for me, haha. Sam’s and Damian’s parties were a blast, probably because I missed the anat group quite a bit, particularly since it’s almost impossible to organise any semblance of an outing for them. Makes me rethink whether a 21st party is not such a bad idea after all. Hmm..... Food for thought. Anyway, there are some shots of the party which i'll add later, mostly taken from Peishan’s camera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One point I must note though is that I’m extremely sorry to be late for Chin Bock’s and Gowri’s parties but i guess it turned out ok in the end. Really bad timing, it is. All the same, it’s a nice warm fuzzy feeling inside to see your friends all so happy at their 21st. Then there was the cg outing on monday which i must add, is pretty successful. Everyone turned out except JT, though Boo skipped kbox and Zhiyong skipped the trail. The trail was breathtaking at certain spots, my favourite was the forest walk and henderson waves i think, the lighting was simply marvellous! Very romantic indeed, boys out there just bring a potential girlfriend there and perhaps, if you’re good, you’ll get her by the end of the walk. Haha. For a moment, i was reminded of the europe trek. Ah well, fond memories. All I have to go on during this holiday, seeing that I do not have the luxury to travel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another wonderful thing that happened is of course silly Jean’s reappearance without warning me and Inn! She has longer hair now, which I must comment is much nicer, though I can just picture her now begging to differ. I miss Nic! Haha, or maybe I’m missing the juicy news she could be providing me now with... I think it’s SATC, it’s gotten me all teary and vulnerable inside. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'll continue with the post tomorrow or something. It's 4.51am and I'm pushing my biological clock...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-2401792913589060965?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/2401792913589060965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=2401792913589060965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/2401792913589060965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/2401792913589060965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-given-that-im-pretty-egotistical-to.html' title=''/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-1760542311070803362</id><published>2008-04-30T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T22:19:35.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Native SDK!</title><content type='html'>Running the risk of sounding geeky (tech-wise) and nerdy (medicine-wise), I'm FREAKING excited about the ipod touch sdk roadmap. I feel so dumb realising it now only when sdk has been released since feb, probably because the beginning of apple's webcast of sdk was so heavily-laden with tech info that i gave up and closed quicktime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! Epocrates and skyscape natively on ipod! How cool is that? Ok, many other medicine people are going to argue that they are already available on Palm, but for me, having to lug around my dad's Palm (which is a white elephant for him already) on top of my ipod touch is such a drag. Having everything in my ipod touch would be such a cinch! Of course, having everything would mean to have an iphone, but we all know that Singapore is insignificant enough to not be able to get legal usage of iphone, at least as yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the demo of epocrates that was developed in just 2 weeks, these engineers are brilliant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6P_fDSvLECM&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/6P_fDSvLECM&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The especially coolest part is the drug physical description. Just enter the same vague information that the patient provides you with, i.e. i took an orange triangular pill and poff, comes out all the images of available medications that fit that description (perfect with the beautiful resolution on the screen) and then you may enter the actual drug description, including adverse reactions, indications etc. There is even that function of inserting the patient's multiple medications and checking if there are drug-drug interactions! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, i daresay skyscape is probably going to be the most useful for us now, but think about the possibilities with this version of epocrates (though truth be told, i haven't an inkling of how the current one works with Palm, so these apps may already be available on the Palm). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So exciting! In my own desperation to make any form of portable information (without having to lug an extra Palm around), I thought a Palm emulator on jailbroken ipod touch (hee hee) would do nicely to integrate the existing skyscape, unstable as it may still be. To my utter dismay, the only promising lead of such an emulator is by Styletap, who disclosed that they are only experimenting and have no intention or obligation to release an actual Palm emulator product. Bummer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so.... I would have to make do with m.epocrates.com on my safari. I'm feeling so sad and impatient! Haha, with the release of sdk in feb, the App store will only be out in June and my biggest qualm with apple is their need to put everything in stores and charge them! Arrgh! Itunes store, movies store, etc etc. I wonder how much I would have to pay to get either program in my ipod and more importantly, any cracks around it (hee hee). Somewhat apt is the release date for sdk, june, aka the time i would officially be considered as entering my 3rd year as a med student into the hospital. Though it makes little difference in that sense, since I'm already going to the wards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the same, it IS something for me to look forward to. For now, I have to make do with simple Gameboy, Scrabble, Text twist etc on my ipod. The mac tech lovers out there would know of the rumoured upcoming 3G iphone (the back is so glossy black and pretty!) which i have not yet contemplated how it would fit into my future gizmo itinerary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, i can't wait for the App store!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-1760542311070803362?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/1760542311070803362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=1760542311070803362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1760542311070803362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1760542311070803362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/04/native-sdk.html' title='Native SDK!'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-2893529609465335607</id><published>2008-04-29T23:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T23:43:10.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why do i feel much more emotionless than I would have expected of myself? Perhaps, it's the slightly longer hours? Perhaps it's the fact that i'm too busy worrying about whether i'm technically competent. Perhaps....... I'm terribly worried about getting too emotionally involved? I think i should clerk patients alone more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I think i miss not only non-med people, but i miss med people now too. I miss the gals (non-med and med), I miss my bro, I miss being carefree silly and just planning my days around nonsensical shopping, gymming, sentosa outings. I guess I have to make new friends that I can (or have to) depend on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the sharing session is not such a bad idea? Considering my mood nowadays, I think i may burst in a very unexpected way. It's happened before and it ain't a pretty sight. To tell you the truth, I've come to realise, bursting to people i dunno well has far less repercussions than bursting to people i know well. Hmm.... we'll just KIV it yah? Haha.... i may just end up being very lazy to go, or i'll call out someone to pei me tml night, who ah..... we'll just see our mood..... maybe it'll be better when other NUS pple finish their exams soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, whatever i'm thinking or feeling now seems pretty inconsequential to what some of the patients are facing. It worries me that i can come across a cancer case and brush it aside because it does not concern whatever i'm supposed to be learning now. And i realise, i probably have more balls (so to speak) when i'm alone as opposed to being in a group, when finding patients to clerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, all these realisations dun mean a zilch if i dun do something about them, but right now, i'm so tired, nothing else matters.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-2893529609465335607?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/2893529609465335607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=2893529609465335607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/2893529609465335607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/2893529609465335607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-do-i-feel-much-more-emotionless.html' title=''/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-118934149671921411</id><published>2008-04-18T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T22:17:40.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Isla Fisher and Ali G just don't go together. Isla as in April?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-118934149671921411?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/118934149671921411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=118934149671921411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/118934149671921411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/118934149671921411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/04/isla-fisher-and-ali-g-just-dont-go.html' title=''/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-2060986853977476535</id><published>2008-04-17T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T00:40:38.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok why am i blogging at 12.38am in the morning? haha, i think blogging is like my mini solace now. anyways, i think definitely maybe is a good movie. go catch it, esp if you're in a relationship, i think it's pretty sweet. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i should go bathe now. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-2060986853977476535?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/2060986853977476535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=2060986853977476535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/2060986853977476535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/2060986853977476535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/04/ok-why-am-i-blogging-at-12.html' title=''/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-409588334634078205</id><published>2008-04-15T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:50:20.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Definitely, maybe</title><content type='html'>Definitely, maybe? Yes definitely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna watch it! Haha, note to self, can't keep staying out late. Clinics are here. And are here to stay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be everything I've ever hoped you to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-409588334634078205?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/409588334634078205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=409588334634078205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/409588334634078205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/409588334634078205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/04/definitely-maybe.html' title='Definitely, maybe'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-8513408638145135933</id><published>2008-04-10T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T23:29:14.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moronic again</title><content type='html'>again i've been a moron. imagine this scenario:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're driving along normally and then a couple of idiots who stroll across the road slows you down to 40km/h. 1 of them starts to point to the front of your car. at this point, you are a few turns away from the highway. then you start to worry,"is there something in the front of my car? did i smash it just now when parking? i can't remember whether the front of the car was ok when i entered it cos i was too busy gaggling on the phone. oh no. is there a piece of paper stuck against the front (cos there was junk ads on the windscreen just now). WHAT is it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, my usual nice drive home was constantly interrupted by jabs of guilt at the back of my head. obviously, my dumb efforts to look over the bonnet were to no avail. den came the highway and my sudden realisation that the front road was SO FREAKING DARK. i'm such a moron! i did not turn on my headlights. oh my, how stoopid can anyone get? wahahahahahahah. still cursing at the stupid dumbos who pointed to the front of the car, when they were telling me my headlights were off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said, i've always been a moron. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: nic i love you but WE NEED YOU IN SINGAPORE! :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :):) :) :):) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a moron. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-8513408638145135933?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/8513408638145135933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=8513408638145135933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/8513408638145135933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/8513408638145135933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/04/moronic-again.html' title='moronic again'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-858446018092112552</id><published>2008-04-09T04:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T04:44:11.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liverpool 4-2!</title><content type='html'>Given any ordinary guess at a match score, one would believe that a draw would be the most likely outcome between Liverpool and Arsenal. After all, the previous 2 games were draws. With this prediction in mind, different draws still had different consequences:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0-0 Liverpool wins because of away goal.&lt;br /&gt;1-1 Penalty shoot-out!&lt;br /&gt;2-2 Arsenal wins because of Anfield goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what the final score was? Liverpool won 4-2!!!!!! At the very last minute, Babel scored! That was on top of Gerard's all important penalty kick. IF they had drawn 3-3, Arsenal would still have won. Liverpool's through! Ok, I should have watched the match, totally regretting not watching. My ipod was giving me too many problems for me to not worry about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention the viva list is going to be out in approximately 5 hours. How does one sleep with all these all at once?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-858446018092112552?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/858446018092112552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=858446018092112552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/858446018092112552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/858446018092112552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/04/liverpool-4-2.html' title='Liverpool 4-2!'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-7722647939782248738</id><published>2008-04-03T19:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T19:53:19.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post-pros relaxation... while it lasts</title><content type='html'>hee hee. i'm by the pool-side at serangoon garden's country club now. however, no dipping in the pool is allowed COS it's raining again! hee hee and im so evil cos inn is studying beside me and im going on and on and on and on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must say, despite the downpour just now and the chill completely taking over my body now, it's so soothing and relaxing now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lights are dim, casting small discrete shadows in between the corrugated chairs... Breeze from the pool and whirling antique fan from above is riding up my arms and shoulders. I still can feel the water from the rain trickling down my back... whee, i feel so at ease. With john mayer accompanying me, it seems like the world is at a stand still. Apart from a inconspicuous cluster of businessmen in the corner, the place is almost completely deserted. A brief glimpse at the subdued sky turning its usual shade of azure, with the glittering pool underneath, it feels just like a priceless moment doesn't it? The shimmers on the water is from the trickling of the rain with the continuous ripples emanating from them. :) Even the family who just came, unintentionally disrupting my serenity with their television doesn't seem to bother me, because .............................................the moment is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take all of your wasted honor&lt;br /&gt;Every little past frustration&lt;br /&gt;Take all of your so-called problems,&lt;br /&gt;Better put 'em in quotations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say [x8]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking like a one man army&lt;br /&gt;Fighting with the shadows in your head&lt;br /&gt;Living out the same old moment&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you'd be better off instead,&lt;br /&gt;If you could only ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say [x8]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have no fear for giving in&lt;br /&gt;Have no fear for giving over&lt;br /&gt;You'd better know that in the end&lt;br /&gt;Its better to say too much&lt;br /&gt;Then never say what you need to say again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if your hands are shaking&lt;br /&gt;And your faith is broken&lt;br /&gt;Even as the eyes are closing&lt;br /&gt;Do it with a heart wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what you need to say [x24]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish this would never end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: i think it is highly unlikely we will set out to the gym as planned today because it's 8pm already and she still needs to come to my place to get her report printed. sigh, i brought my clothes and shoes for nothing. ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-7722647939782248738?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/7722647939782248738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=7722647939782248738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/7722647939782248738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/7722647939782248738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/04/post-pros-relaxation-while-it-lasts.html' title='post-pros relaxation... while it lasts'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-5694547627451717416</id><published>2008-03-24T13:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T14:00:50.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moronic</title><content type='html'>I missed shi ying's, jensen's and am going to miss mandy's party. Missed a night out for Man u-Liverpool match, not that there's much to regret for that, Liverpool lost 3-0. :( AND I hardly got any work done in place of all that. I'm a moron. Microb is a moron. I'm so much less confident of this round than anything else before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a much lighter note, my fabric case for my iPod just came today!! :) and it is downright pretty. I realised I'm more into black and white now. Now, the prospect of playing and clubbing (having been kindly planted in my head by yao today) next week is encircling my thoughts like a halo. Let us deal with what is at hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-5694547627451717416?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/5694547627451717416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=5694547627451717416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/5694547627451717416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/5694547627451717416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/03/moronic.html' title='moronic'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-259773821926022010</id><published>2008-03-19T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T23:13:34.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have decided. No matter how silly or stupid the reason for this decision is, I'm still going through with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-259773821926022010?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/259773821926022010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=259773821926022010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/259773821926022010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/259773821926022010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-have-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-1823522238127056826</id><published>2008-03-16T18:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T15:17:37.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wheeeeee</title><content type='html'>wheeeeeee...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much fun. 2 hours late for the party cos bw and i were doing something silly for lydia. Chilling by the pool. Random cute shots taken with lyd's new polaroid! She loved it! :) Lydia's pretty room.(really, she's making me exceedinging ashamed of my own - which is shared with my bro and sis haha). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vantage point is a nice movie! Go watch it, the idea of the show is very novel. In fact, the entire show is adrenaline-packed. Even though it's only 1 and a half hours long, it sure doesn't feel like it. The only and biggest qualm I have with it is the very ending, kind of a "huh" ending. Very lame, if you ask me. But all in all, the movie is good to watch. Enough to keep all 4 of our adrenaline pumping so much at 4am that everyone didn't feel tired or sleepy. That was of course, until we entered the car, where 2 of them almost KO-ed, leaving me to wonder where I was supposed to drive off to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Geylang kept them awake and kept me on my toes. Driving there is like a living nightmare, haha, because EVERYONE is oblivious to the cars on the road. I was so scared I'd knocked down someone, seriously, the huge beam from the light didn't even make the pimps and girls avoid the car! But, it's a good experience to hone my driving skills, not to mention the petrol tank went down like 4 bars (I sure hope my mum didn't notice it). Lydia was happy cos she got to see what she wanted, I sort of too, but since I was minding the wheel, it was a bit difficult to take my concentration off the road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was supposed to be dao hui break! But no dao hui at 5am!!!! Angryness. So the rest settled for roti prata, which I was totally not in the mood for. But then again, lydia was happy. The lifts back were uneventful, mostly cos bw and leed really really were out, I think bala and I were the most awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 6am. Wow, this cruising at the wee hours on tpe really sets yourself on high, esp when you're going at 120. wheeeeeeeee.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Turns out I didn't have a toothache, cos the pain subsided. Shrugs, I think my gum just have major edema, not sure what or where the infection came from.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-1823522238127056826?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/1823522238127056826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=1823522238127056826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1823522238127056826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1823522238127056826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/03/wheeeeee.html' title='wheeeeee'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-4239596916868008290</id><published>2008-03-11T00:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T01:50:53.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy...</title><content type='html'>Tired, sleepy and i feel like smashing my sis's head for making me have to pick her up after school to watch L changed the world. 4 movies in 5 days is not my idea of saving money. I spent so much on clothes today, blame that on inn. In fact, i spent so much money the past few days i dun care to count already. I'm so sick and tired of town. I wanna stay home and enjoy my nice chill out room and com, but i can't! Annoyed man. I HAVEN'T EVEN WATCHED CARTOON NETWORK ONCE YET! But to be fair to my friends, i enjoyed every minute of their company. :) I wldn't mind driving down with someone to serangoon gardens country club, swim (dip in the pool more like it), gym, maybe study and relax. Doesn't that sound nice. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my biggest complaint is my tooth ache. My mum is scaring me. She says i gotta get my wisdom tooth extracted. Boo hoo, I'm so scared of the pain. But it's really killing me now. OWWWWWW........ couldn't even enjoy my sashimi. :( I just feel like injecting morphine now!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: i love you 1st 15 minutes is SOOOO sweet, which incidentally is the 1st 15 minutes i missed in the cinema, had to resort to other means to watch it. Haha. When i entered the cinema, he died already. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owwwwwwwww.......owwwwwwww.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to drive out like that tomorrow. bloody tooth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-4239596916868008290?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/4239596916868008290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=4239596916868008290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/4239596916868008290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/4239596916868008290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/03/sleepy.html' title='sleepy...'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-4651448200756264705</id><published>2008-03-08T16:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T16:52:23.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post CAs ramble</title><content type='html'>Ok, these have been an emo few hours. Oh my, i think i shouldn't keep clamming things up. Haha. First and foremost (and frankly, i would say most importantly, at least to me) is that i really appreciate yao, john and kal talking to me last night (amidst some chiming by shawn in between his doses). Hmmm, to tell you the truth, i would never have expected that they are the 1s that it took to crack me open (since some horrible experiences in jc). I feel kinda sorry than i never looked upon them as the clique that they really are. Sigh. I always think of everyone as just out to have fun. I guess i'm wrong. Still can't believe i cried in front of them. Haha, i'm a moron. It's the alcohol i tell you... and a bowling over of an accumulation of guilt regarding a whole bunch of things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also a good time now to be with the people who need you most when you were not available during the exams. Slowly, too, it's dawning on me that eventually, old friends are not all that i can count on, new friends need to be given a chance too. For example, bottled resentment should be let out, you never quite know the significance of it when someone advises you to do it, until you actually do it. And you know how turning to old friends is the most reassuring form of security you can get, but getting the people involved in the problem (i.e. your new friends) turns out to be much more of a saving grace than simply involving bystanders.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, on a much lighter note, i thought that 10, 000 BC was not bad. Apart from the acting which leaves more to be desired (at times) and the slow progression of the movie in the beginning, it was not entirely a waste of 6 bucks (student discount!). And i drove some of the boys in the anat group to PS! Hee hee, ignoring the glitch at the start of the journey (yijing seriously got me quite rattled), i thought it was a pretty smooth ride. At least i hope that's what the boys thought, haha, cos i shudder to think what yijing thought of my driving after i dropped her at buona vista mrt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, i had a good end to the CAs. It's not just because the CAs were over that's why i had fun. It was nice to hang out with medicine people. Even though i do not always adhere to that line of thinking but you just never know how medicine people can surprise you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be done rambling. Cartoon network beckoning. :) Missed my most evil show last night, perhaps they'll have it today at some godforsaken hour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-4651448200756264705?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/4651448200756264705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=4651448200756264705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/4651448200756264705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/4651448200756264705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/03/post-cas-ramble.html' title='post CAs ramble'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-3831650024236270966</id><published>2008-03-05T13:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T14:00:34.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok these few days have been kinds fun n weird. Of course 1st I would like to recount what a blast I had during inn's party even though oddly she may not have as much I had. Pity we didnt drive to changi village to see the transverstites haha. The boys were up for it though I dunno y it didnt materialise. The next few days were plain weird, minus the horrendous exams, I had an awful feeling of guilt. I dunno y n I still dunno y though I believe I have an inkling. Then it doesn't help that I had a friend calling me in the midst of tears n another friend overseas whose blog entries are... ... worrying. Things are not boding well my dears. Patho today was much much worse than I expected, either I expected too much of myself or I was plain not in full control of my knowledge. Either way, it's killing my drive to study microb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope those out there having problems n me being unavailable to be there for u at this time, will get better. In the meantime, let me cross this last hurdle for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-3831650024236270966?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/3831650024236270966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=3831650024236270966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/3831650024236270966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/3831650024236270966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/03/ok-these-few-days-have-been-kinds-fun-n.html' title=''/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-6087476327923848916</id><published>2008-02-29T22:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T22:58:33.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahahahahah</title><content type='html'>hahahahah i dun hate britney but this is hilarious:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE that it's a GUY called Chris Crocker in the video below. Seth Green in the lower video is damn farnie. Farnie, farnie farnie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cDDEhLw1PVI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cDDEhLw1PVI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i2p1sJUHow4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i2p1sJUHow4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahahahaha. sorry sam. i know you're a britney fan. but wahahahahahah. my sis got this off newsweek. this guy is famouso. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-6087476327923848916?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/6087476327923848916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=6087476327923848916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/6087476327923848916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/6087476327923848916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/02/hahahahahah.html' title='hahahahahah'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-846939572309583022</id><published>2008-02-24T14:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T14:33:16.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do singaporean women really expect too much?</title><content type='html'>In the midst of all the cramping, it's quite light hearted to read newspaper articles like today's sunday times. Most interesting insight to the mindset of women and men today. Do read it. It's not so much about whether men do open our doors, carry our handbags or foot our bills, it's more about how it would seem modern women do have their cake and eat it. Having gained relatively equal control in many arenas, be it education, career prospects or politics, women always (or more often than not) would very comfortably choose the submissive role in a relationship. With all due respect to men, isn't that what they love about the 21st century women? That they (uh-hum, we) can hold their own in a business conversation with their boyfriend's colleagues and know when is the right time to just simply shut up and let their men take over. So when is the line drawn when it boils down to what women what? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly enough, if you have read the polls, despite women's high expectations of men, most men (a fair greater % than than 50) would do all the above that women want, namely: open our doors, foot our bills, send us home after dates, carry our handbags. Haha, ridiculous as it may seem (to me, at least) but i have gone out with guys who surprisingly have absolutely no qualms about carrying my handbag. So i think for the sake of men, women really do ask for too much sometimes. Perhaps acts of opening doors etc (NOT CAR DOORS, that's just plain spoilt behaviour on the part of the women) is a sign of being gentlemanly, but i do believe going dutch has to be a norm that develops more in the new century. Just think about it, if a nice decent Valentine's day meal costs $40 on each part, making the man pay would amount to $80 in one shot while the girl pays zilch. How's that for fairness, especially when it is very ironic that women get paid the same as men nowadays. Arguably, some women would say the "excess" money not paid on dates goes to buying things to doll up themselves for their boyfriends, but seriously, if you had no boyfriend, wouldn't the money still go to dolling up yourself + paying for your own meals? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do sound like i'm women-boxing here but i do believe that certain norms in society would should have gone obsolete have a strange way of clinging on. However, i do admit that women's minds work in weird ways that are incomprehensible at times. For example, going dutch may not be a simple case of sharing the meal, if the man offers to pay, and the girl obliges, it is usually a sign that the date is going well. If the girl insists that she is to pay for the meal, it bids omen for the man, cos it is most suggestive that the girl does not want the man to expect too much of the date. Of course, these that are coursing through the minds of women, may not even ring a note with the men, or as men would have it, "why do women always think so much?" Unfortunately for both genders, the biological make-up is as such, nonetheless moulded by society's benchmarks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i even granted this time to blog about this? Bloody neuroscience is nagging at the back of my head but anyhows, go read the article if you can afford the time. I do believe it to be most interesting and enlightening, particularly about the how the mindsets of women are deemed ridiculous and yet, men do seem to oblige them (according to what they SAY in the polls). Kudos to making both sexes so different so that we have so much to ponder about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-846939572309583022?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/846939572309583022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=846939572309583022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/846939572309583022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/846939572309583022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/02/do-singaporean-women-really-expect-too.html' title='Do singaporean women really expect too much?'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-1155324650318738529</id><published>2008-02-19T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T23:35:12.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hippocampus crisis</title><content type='html'>My brain is dead. I like driving. The mag ben was giving out that day is accurate. I wanna enjoy my sat without worrying about CAs. I'm gonna vomit blood one day. I'm terrible at socialising. I'm having a verbal fit - random ramblings about stuff floating in my head. Chun yim's mini cooper is damn pretty. I may not have a 21st party. I wanna go back to Europe. Jean is a lucky devil now. Envy and miss you gal. I miss my bro, now that is the most random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-1155324650318738529?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/1155324650318738529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=1155324650318738529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1155324650318738529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1155324650318738529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/02/hippocampus-crisis.html' title='Hippocampus crisis'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-9186154263384414765</id><published>2008-02-12T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T16:30:17.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm kinda regretting whatever I said about cny. Seriously anything is better than being stuck at home for an insanely prolonged period of time. Not only was it difficult to breathe in my dress, mind you it's not because I put on weight but because my chest was feeling tight, I almost fainted in my aunt's house during the 1st attempt at visiting. Short of making a huge ruckus in the house on cny with so many other relatives there, I was promptly escorted to the room to lie down, where I just lay blankly staring up at the ceiling, uncannily feeling like the world was gonna topple on me any moment. So that's the feeling of being sick on cny. Before I could proceed to my mum's family's side, I was deemed in a inappropriate state of health to see my grandmother, or handle the swarm of relatives that came with inevitable questions. So I missed, rather bitterly I might add, my yearly dose of cards, ridiculous Stephen chow shows, mindless gossiping with aunts or watching them play see sek. Boy, I had plans you know... Like stealing the car away so I could go gallavant. Of course, one of the biggest regret of all was not sending jean off... Had my temperature not been so high, I would have probably braved the nitty gritty meeting of old friends whilst sending her off. I didn't even get to write a message in the scrap book I put together for her! Ok, I'm being a hell of a complain queen. But cny was so down the drain!! At least now I know, even if cny is 1 of the drags of the year u have to put up with, it sure beats sleeping the whole day in. Oh man, I can't believe I've been stuck so many days at home alone. Anyone who knows me well, knows I hate being alone, furthermore at home. Studying is really not an option either when your head is spinning. Thankfully I feel much better already, unfortunately it's after all the festivities are over. So next time I complain about cny, shut me up with the analogy of this year's fiasco. My dress has not even had the chance of seeing much daylight :(. I still can't believe my mum said it was good of me to get sick so I cant gallavant, that I should rest at home before I start mugging again! My mummy is so inhuman! Boy not only am I not in the mood to mug now, i'm so in a mood to go out and play. She also doesn't allow me to go hong kong during my break. Sigh, what have I done to deserve such treatment. I'm having massive verbal diarrhoea now. I shall go out one if these days and watch jumper to make myself happy. Leap years sounds like a good movie too. Which brings to mind, the elusive valentine's day. Hmmm... That is one day I dun particularly like to think about. Perhaps, perhaps not. All the same, I should probably start mugging soon and stop complaining. Never felt so lonely before during the past few days, even the tv was not a good companion. I miss my relatives, the world has gone bonkers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-9186154263384414765?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/9186154263384414765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=9186154263384414765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/9186154263384414765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/9186154263384414765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-kinda-regretting-whatever-i-said.html' title=''/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-4934279074396792477</id><published>2008-02-06T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T20:01:50.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somebody kill me. Much as I dislike cny it was definitely not one of my plans to get a high fever on cny eve. Im now stuck at home with instant noodles and no reunion dinner :( . My temperature when I woke up was 38.8 which i think is rather high and alarming! Now it's down to 37.6...... Boy was my head spinning. Whether it was last night's chivas or the huge amount of BBQ meat I dunno but it's really a dampener. Not to mention by com Internet is not working, I'm blogging on my iPod. The only upside to this whole affair was the 24 hours clinic doctor I saw today was young and cute :) and he prescribed me amoxiclav. Usually docs gimme just amoxicillin. He was jolly to talk to, even said that I had tonsilitis but he wasn't sure whether I understood. I just said simply that I did understand:). I think I have to go rest now. I hope I won't feel worse tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-4934279074396792477?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/4934279074396792477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=4934279074396792477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/4934279074396792477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/4934279074396792477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/02/somebody-kill-me.html' title=''/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-1909024598539316426</id><published>2008-01-27T04:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T23:47:20.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun.</title><content type='html'>sat night was great. car ride. on my own. den with bw and leed. strawberries with whip cream. minds penguin game (i won 2 out of 3 times!). cackling witch. ecp. nice breeze and stars. beach cavana (is that the name?). gin fizz. daquiri. parking. den learning to re-park. again. and again. 5am. monk. haha. fun and tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta do it again sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how you blog when you are too tired for details. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~signal misreader. jump off a cliff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/My1stLonerCarRide/photo#5160180031634483266"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R5ykZiKjKEI/AAAAAAAABvg/dFYPIeTtr8k/s400/DSC04634.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/My1stLonerCarRide/photo#5160179726691805218"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/R5ykHyKjKCI/AAAAAAAABvM/BGFzVMFme3Y/s400/DSC04631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/My1stLonerCarRide/photo#5160179868425726002"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R5ykQCKjKDI/AAAAAAAABvU/Hd31Fwuxm68/s400/DSC04632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/My1stLonerCarRide/photo#5160180181958338642"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/R5ykiSKjKFI/AAAAAAAABvo/5gmMJsP8Xg4/s400/DSC04636.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/My1stLonerCarRide/photo#5160180628634937474"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/R5yk8SKjKII/AAAAAAAABwY/U8ycvIIpcvw/s400/DSC04649.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/My1stLonerCarRide/photo#5160180869153106066"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/R5ylKSKjKJI/AAAAAAAABwg/1fkJWoYQmr4/s400/DSC04652.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/My1stLonerCarRide/photo#5160180963642386594"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/R5ylPyKjKKI/AAAAAAAABws/VInfSPcizOw/s400/DSC04657.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/My1stLonerCarRide/photo#5160181122556176562"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R5ylZCKjKLI/AAAAAAAABw0/lnkb0GWK03E/s400/DSC04660_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/My1stLonerCarRide/photo#5160181320124672194"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R5ylkiKjKMI/AAAAAAAABw8/QaBX4cMdh3s/s400/DSC04666.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics tell blogs better than words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jumping off a cliff~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-1909024598539316426?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/1909024598539316426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=1909024598539316426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1909024598539316426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1909024598539316426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/01/fun.html' title='fun.'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-3291495705172397001</id><published>2008-01-26T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T00:51:30.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rambling ... 27 dresses is sweet</title><content type='html'>i'm trailing off.... sleepy. haha but still hanging onto my "Monk" series. nice to watch, not terribly addictive but semi-intellectual to watch. no heroes around for now, so i have to make do. anws, i watched 27 dresses today with peishan, yus and yijing. it's such a sweet movie, really. unfortunately, only the kind that women would watch. which brings to mind, the reason for the different wiring in men and women. why is it women find it so heartwarming and tingly all over to watch such a chick flick while men not only cringe at the sound of such a plot but the only reason they put up with laying their sights on it in the 1st place is bcos their gfs forced them to. haha, isn't that sad and amusing at the same time. it just looks like men and women look for different things in a relationship - uh huh and hollywood does tend to portray an idealistic picture of love until even i sometimes think it's far-fetched (haha, and that's saying something). on the whole, despite their physical incompatibility, james marsden and katherine heigl do share a good chemistry onscreen and if there's anything i've learnt from the movie, size doesn't count for a thing and love does turn up in the most unexpected places. i wonder what floats across the minds of men when they watch it? "why did i pay $9.50 for this crap?" or "i dun get why women like this kinda movie" or "do girls really fantasize of their ideal love life as like that?" haha.... it's really funny actually. but anyhow, this kinda movie always makes me happy, irregardless of whether i am in a relationship or not, it just gives a good tingling vibe to it. maybe it's the same feeling you get when you see compatible couples get together (esp when you know the guy and girl and you know they're just made for each other). haha, i'm like in lala land now while i can afford to be stress-free. :) going back to my Monk show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheero&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-3291495705172397001?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/3291495705172397001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=3291495705172397001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/3291495705172397001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/3291495705172397001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/01/rambling-27-dresses-is-sweet.html' title='rambling ... 27 dresses is sweet'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-2115952920963072005</id><published>2008-01-16T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T00:44:08.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm</title><content type='html'>hmmm...marcus got sacked. I think he does deserve it. Silly boy, what is he going to do with his life now? I guess I dun really need to get the birthday present now? Why does things have to turn out this way...oh well. :( Least I'm no longer caught up in office politics. I dun even think I can say goodbye tho, lost his no. Hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-2115952920963072005?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/2115952920963072005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=2115952920963072005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/2115952920963072005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/2115952920963072005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/01/hmmm.html' title='hmmm'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-8842783605325699775</id><published>2008-01-13T04:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T04:40:41.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate being a girl</title><content type='html'>am i 20 or am i not 20? how long more do i have to endure being treated like a child? how can anything happen when im going to be in the same room the entire night with a bunch of 3 other girls? not to mention how frigging tired i was and not pei-ing her to jog for 1 morning? arrrggghhh! other pple are going overseas with their bfs/bf's family and i cant frigging stay over at a girl's house? oh man........ im having a headache from crying, i wanna go mass tomorrow but i can't...... i just wanna spend time with the girls. is that so demanding? i need it now more than ever, they're going to leave me... even inn's 21st bday party, ill be going alone. my bro is not here, they're not going to be here, i dunno how im going to survive this year. sigh. im going to drown myself. im not a terribly emotionally independent person and inn is not a terribly reliable friend when im in need either. i really hate being a girl sometimes. my head and eyes are throbbing, i bloody hate it..... it's not like im clubbing! geez man, i haven't even asked to go out this late in such a long time, honestly all i ever do now is stay at home and study, is it very difficult to let me go out and enjoy what little free time i have? sigh. i just wanna drink my milo and go to sleep. it's like 4.30am now, i dun think i can wake at 10 to stupidly return all the way to sembawang for mass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want my milo. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: secret was a really nice and sweet movie. tho it was strangely not apt for the person who gave me the dvd, nonetheless, it was a really sweet romantic movie, esp to watch with the girls. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-8842783605325699775?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/8842783605325699775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=8842783605325699775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/8842783605325699775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/8842783605325699775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-hate-being-girl.html' title='i hate being a girl'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-6330104729197583010</id><published>2008-01-04T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T21:00:56.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolutions</title><content type='html'>My New Year Resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Spend more time with my sister (esp when she requests for badminton).&lt;br /&gt;2. Spend more time with my mum and dad/help out more at the museum, maybe do graphic work for them.&lt;br /&gt;3. STUDY HARDER ie play less/club less/drink less/engage in healthier forms of play e.g. pick up blading.&lt;br /&gt;4. Save more money/shop less.&lt;br /&gt;5. Set aside time for simple pleasures of life that I have grossly neglected, e.g. curling up in bed reading a good book, with the air-con blasting beside me. :)&lt;br /&gt;6. Do more community work.&lt;br /&gt;7. Make more new friends in and out of med/make closer friends from the 1s I already have. &lt;br /&gt;8. Improve my general knowledge (I'm not just referring to newspaper articles, but politically speaking.)&lt;br /&gt;9. Go mass more often (miss the mass in ij last time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually 2007 was a pretty good year for me. Year for a few "1st times": 1st time I went backpacking budget with friends to Europe (Vietnam wasn't counted because we had the teachers, though they both were equally fun trips). Some of the memories from there will never be forgotten. 1st time I drove too. 1st time i jet-skiied! haha. :) 1st time I actually actively opened up to girls (not in my clique obviously) since jc and not regretting it. (Although at some points, I did) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some regrets: not actively returning to Mint to visit the staff (Marcus popped by the house yesterday and I realised how much I missed him and everyone else at Mint, should probably meet up with Joycelyn soon), not actively returning to NUH to visit old colleagues too, though now I think going back would seem a bit strange after such a long absence. Among other things... ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to look out for/be sad about in the new year: Clinicals! Oh man, I'm so scared of it, my knowledge is so inadequate. Jean leaving me behind (in addition to Nic already doing that). My bro not coming back until August (longest break from Singapore ever). Hopefully 2008 will be a new year for many "1sts" too! :) It'll be my 1st and only 21st! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should get back to Microb so that I can fufil my 3rd resolution :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a good 2008!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-6330104729197583010?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/6330104729197583010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=6330104729197583010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/6330104729197583010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/6330104729197583010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-resolutions.html' title='New Year Resolutions'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-7166028484669920465</id><published>2007-12-23T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T00:32:10.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>august rush</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v6Hiw5TFgvY&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/v6Hiw5TFgvY&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;been feeling a bit down. thanks gals. i really needed tonight. i really love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n this show looks very nice. i wanna watch but dunno where to watch it. shrugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-7166028484669920465?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/7166028484669920465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=7166028484669920465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/7166028484669920465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/7166028484669920465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/12/august-rush.html' title='august rush'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-4930705521582633906</id><published>2007-12-15T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T01:37:07.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy...</title><content type='html'>man what a week! i should prolly start studying soon. haven't had this much fun in a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was the chick flicks and bridge at gill's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/GillSHouse/photo#5143870480900377986"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R2Ky8vCvTYI/AAAAAAAABpA/WqwPJ1Tt_ws/s400/DSC01900.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was the day out with bw. watched golden compass with him, nice show!!!! in fact i just bought the 1st book today to read (so much for studying). that night we met up with kenneth prayag and chun yim who were going to fly off the following day to europe. they are so freaking rich! hotel everyday with breakfast included. lucky lucky boys. 1 of them going king's, the other going imperial. must be fun studying overseas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/BwSDonuts/photo#5143871361368673714"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/R2Kzv_CvTbI/AAAAAAAABpw/WSXGsk5LLys/s400/DSC01909.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/BwSDonuts/photo#5143871524577430978"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/R2Kz5fCvTcI/AAAAAAAABp4/eLr7mA_WNos/s400/DSC01910.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those donuts at meridien seriously are a waste of money. i mean, how can choc mint donut go wrong? even bw said it wasn't too good. shrugs, dun buy from there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;settlers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/SettlerS/photo#5143872074333244914"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/R2K0ZfCvTfI/AAAAAAAABqk/oXPzOOeD9NA/s400/DSC01912.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/SettlerS/photo#5143872241836969474"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R2K0jPCvTgI/AAAAAAAABqs/pe9VvBJ-ZCA/s400/DSC01913.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/SettlerS/photo#5143872435110497810"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/R2K0ufCvThI/AAAAAAAABq0/KzodQcJi2Mg/s400/DSC01915.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this game is really fun, only that it costs 86 bucks! but you can play it more than 50 times and each time it feels like you're playing the game for the 1st time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im pretty tired from today too. had fun at sentosa, lucky it didnt rain, drizzled a bit only. went cafe del mar with bock and there was a sand castle building competition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/SentosaOnASunnyDayFinally/photo#5143874921896562226"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R2K2_PCvTjI/AAAAAAAABrc/QmK4VucLigg/s400/DSC01916.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/SentosaOnASunnyDayFinally/photo#5143875205364403794"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R2K3PvCvTlI/AAAAAAAABrs/yAo2CNucgF0/s400/DSC01918.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/SentosaOnASunnyDayFinally/photo#5143875338508389986"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/R2K3XfCvTmI/AAAAAAAABr0/YnLjWNUNdhc/s400/DSC01919.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/SentosaOnASunnyDayFinally/photo#5143875832429629074"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R2K30PCvTpI/AAAAAAAABsM/dFM1xw81BKQ/s400/DSC01924.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/SentosaOnASunnyDayFinally/photo#5143876296286097090"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R2K4PPCvTsI/AAAAAAAABso/8xNGnI2yjNQ/s400/DSC01927.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/SentosaOnASunnyDayFinally/photo#5143876472379756242"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/R2K4ZfCvTtI/AAAAAAAABsw/6RtHwsV_VQ0/s400/DSC01928.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/SentosaOnASunnyDayFinally/photo#5143876639883480802"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R2K4jPCvTuI/AAAAAAAABs4/YiA2dgx5VK0/s400/DSC01930.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/SentosaOnASunnyDayFinally/photo#5143876790207336178"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/R2K4r_CvTvI/AAAAAAAABtA/XMySmNh8WaM/s400/DSC01931.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/SentosaOnASunnyDayFinally/photo#5143876992070799106"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R2K43vCvTwI/AAAAAAAABtM/L_e8z1bceTA/s400/DSC01934.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/SentosaOnASunnyDayFinally/photo#5143877172459425554"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R2K5CPCvTxI/AAAAAAAABtU/y6Bz00p_NBk/s400/DSC01935.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/SentosaOnASunnyDayFinally/photo#5143877374322888482"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/R2K5N_CvTyI/AAAAAAAABtc/6zt4zxuE3aQ/s400/DSC01936.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/SentosaOnASunnyDayFinally/photo#5143877533236678450"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R2K5XPCvTzI/AAAAAAAABtk/JDYr6AwXC9I/s400/DSC01937.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the ugliest castle. haha, like rapunzel stuck in a single tower. oh, and that's him. haha prob didnt know i took him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/SentosaOnASunnyDayFinally/photo#5143877906898833234"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/R2K5s_CvT1I/AAAAAAAABt0/NRCc7W-Q30w/s400/DSC01939.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this 1 was done by the organisers. nicest 1 huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/SentosaOnASunnyDayFinally/photo#5143878065812623202"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R2K52PCvT2I/AAAAAAAABuA/G2MCTiRRuDk/s400/DSC01940.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/SentosaOnASunnyDayFinally/photo#5143878405115039618"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/R2K6J_CvT4I/AAAAAAAABuQ/Y2Ydg237HK0/s400/DSC01944.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/SentosaOnASunnyDayFinally/photo#5143878538259025810"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R2K6RvCvT5I/AAAAAAAABuY/YI4oZtqI0Vc/s400/DSC01948.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chio? haha. chio....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and warlords is a damn nice show!!! go watch go watch! nic, it's the kind of show u'll like. go watch! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think ill go read my golden compass book now. :) ill prolly chill at home next week, and save money. im so broke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-4930705521582633906?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/4930705521582633906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=4930705521582633906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/4930705521582633906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/4930705521582633906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/12/man-what-week-i-should-prolly-start.html' title='sleepy...'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-3471752750774210373</id><published>2007-12-13T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:48:23.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>golden compass!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="450" height="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=680429"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=680429" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" menu="false" width="450" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the official golden compass verdict. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;_height:250px; min-height:250px; background-color:rgb(216,233,237); text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="background:rgb(129,172,201); height:4px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner1.gif" style="float: left" height="4" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner2.gif" style="float: right" height="4" hspace="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="background:rgb(129,172,201); padding: 0pt 0pt 5px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:12px; color:rgb(255,255,255); padding:3px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your animal companion? (The Golden Compass Daemons) Yes there are Pics! XD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="padding:5px; text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:Arial; background-color:rgb(216,233,237);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/SE/SEZ/Sezja/1191807463_owLeopard1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You're a Snow Leopard!!! You're popular, smart &amp; practicle. You're graceful and some-what protective. You have a very high level of self-control, but you're quite the tough fighter if you want to be. &lt;br/&gt;Take this &lt;a target="quizilla" style="color:rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/Sezja/quizzes/What+is+your+animal+companion%3F+%28The+Golden+Compass+Daemons%29+Yes+there+are+Pics%21+XD"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/codepastes/30qzlogo.gif" style="padding:2px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);"  target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=21&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/register"&gt;Join&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;| &lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=20&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/makeaquiz.php"&gt;Make A Quiz&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=42&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/Sezja/quizzes/"&gt;More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color:rgb(0,0,0);" target="quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=19&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/codepastes/?quizid=4635117"&gt;Grab Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a pirated version to see if my other 1 is accurate (dun worry im still sane, i just really wanna know my daemon:) apparently they're pretty accurate, considering they are kinda similar. cool, im a tiger! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-3471752750774210373?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/3471752750774210373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=3471752750774210373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/3471752750774210373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/3471752750774210373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/12/golden-compass.html' title='golden compass!'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-8668424154634820093</id><published>2007-12-11T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T16:02:02.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>girls slumber...</title><content type='html'>oh dear i think i've treaded on dangerous grounds. revealing too much can also be a sin in her own right. oh well, shrugs. i just came back from a sleepover at gillian's place. with sandra and irene too, they are so hilarious! esp when they are together. true to my word, i shall not post unglam pics of us from the night, though mat would undoubtedly have had a glimpse at what girls behave like behind closed doors. not that he himself is not guilty of elevated estrogen levels. :) seriously, i did wonder why he bothered to drive down after steven's party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that said, i hope steven had a good time at his party, most unfortunately, mat didn't help me convey my birthday wishes and not having his hp no doesn't help matters. maybe he can feel my wishes across time and space. haha, but i did have a good time at gillian's place. truth be told, i have not had a new girl clique in quite a while, cos i think when you have a stable mostly "unfailable" emotional pillar already, opening yourself to others becomes more of a challenge than 1 would expect. but it was a nice feeling, probably because it was a refreshing change from jc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we watched so many chick flicks! ok 3 of them. :) there was 'while you were sleeping', 'cinderella story' (which i am honestly now bored of, because i have watched it a tad too many times) and 'the wedding date'! oh my, the wedding date was much nicer than i expected. in fact, it appears that adult chick flicks which are tons more realistic than teen chick flicks appeal to me a lot more now. it's a sign of aging. that's terrible. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should probably go bathe now, haven't since coming back from her place. then ill go catch 'how to lose a guy in 10 days'! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/LittleMissAndMrMen/photo#5142621812169487218"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R15DSpiJs3I/AAAAAAAABos/cc0vBwfm0XU/s400/littlemiss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little miss! i think it's yijing, yus, mandy, michelle respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/LittleMissAndMrMen/photo#5142621812169487234"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R15DSpiJs4I/AAAAAAAABo0/HdMfSYm6b18/s400/mrmen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr men! i think it's zhiyong, gabriel, bingcheng and mat respectively. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damian you owe me the rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8275853.post-7228975300537220079</id><published>2007-12-10T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T03:53:54.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MASSIVE UPDATE! haha freaking old photos.</title><content type='html'>these pics are ssssoooooooo overdue, cos u know what? i finally found my camera cable!!! omg i lost it since dnd, can u imagine? tts y my dnd pics are not online. its almost weird to see all my old photos again on my com, hee hee, if it's not for inn and nic bugging me for pics, i think i wun even bother to find my cable. hahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok there was zhiyang's sending off, he went to canada to study and the class went to hog's breath at chijmes just to say goodbye to him. what did we do after dinner? i can't rmb... oh yes, we went to shi sha at prinsep street (near mind cafe), can't believe i tried the was convinced to try it, it's not high-inducing at all. ok maybe i didnt suck out enough air. oh we went to ben and jerry's too at cathay, it was kinda nice to meet up with everyone again, i guess. which reminds me, i haven't seen the boys in a while... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JcOuting/photo#5141978855565271074"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/R1v6hpiJoCI/AAAAAAAAA64/XGYHiXEbWvc/s400/DSCF0524.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the boy we're sent off on the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JcOuting/photo#5141978889925009474"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/R1v6jpiJoEI/AAAAAAAAA7I/XB0SeBLRK6g/s400/DSCF0528.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dinner. the food is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JcOuting/photo#5141978902809911378"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1v6kZiJoFI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/AmMN9FzNqAY/s400/DSCF0529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JcOuting/photo#5141979319421739218"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/R1v68piJoNI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/nq2YoKmBqug/s400/DSC03697_1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the gals so chio right? n tall.....:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JcOuting/photo#5141979478335529186"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R1v7F5iJoOI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/UQIzRLDIMPM/s400/DSC03705.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture of a picture. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was dnd. which was quite a lot of fun but i can't really be bothered to recall it now. sorry to those out there who wanted pics, hee hee, this is pretty overdue, but i guess everyone would more or less have found their pics from jonk's camera, i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DNDOverdue/photo#5141990241523573058"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/R1wE4ZiJoUI/AAAAAAAAA9k/07h_K4Qa_jE/s400/DSC01514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catgirl, not woman, i think. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DNDOverdue/photo#5141991044682457490"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1wFnJiJoZI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Hn5WKLqKICw/s400/IMG_4942.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DNDOverdue/photo#5141997143536018386"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1wLKJiJo9I/AAAAAAAABDA/DQJB3dxQWPg/s400/DSC01555.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you believe i was wearing boots. i hate them both. ps: they were bouncers for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DNDOverdue/photo#5142002039798736370"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1wPnJiJpfI/AAAAAAAABHg/_ZQWkAt6u2k/s400/DSC01589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dnd comm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DNDOverdue/photo#5142002928856966738"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/R1wQa5iJplI/AAAAAAAABIU/FM9WbUB3YGU/s400/DSC01595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty balloons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DNDOverdue/photo#5142003083475789410"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/R1wQj5iJpmI/AAAAAAAABIc/a_oyfsEu_3A/s400/DSC01596.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weirdo pple goofing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DNDOverdue/photo#5142003345468794498"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1wQzJiJpoI/AAAAAAAABIs/80iJt4e6bxY/s400/DSC01598.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda is weeeeird... dun we look like we're in heaven? whoever took this shot does not have steady hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was my birthday, omg these photos are how many months old. hahahahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kudos to my sweet anat grp for bothering to go to school to celebrate my birthday when it was such a ponnable day. the cupcake card was a nice added touch, though it did not take long for me to realise it was an avenue for peishan to backstab me! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MyBirthday/photo#5142006175852242722"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/R1wTX5iJpyI/AAAAAAAABKU/G_AYNPrb3MA/s400/DSC01605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MyBirthday/photo#5142006652593612626"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R1wTzpiJp1I/AAAAAAAABKw/kvEOToMWTp0/s400/DSC01608.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MyBirthday/photo#5142010591078623202"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/R1wXY5iJp-I/AAAAAAAABL8/bWmvs1SjvmA/s400/DSC01619.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MyBirthday/photo#5142010844481693698"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R1wXnpiJqAI/AAAAAAAABMM/PHGGSZGMkcc/s400/DSC01631.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MyBirthday/photo#5142011510201624658"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/R1wYOZiJqFI/AAAAAAAABM4/7eUnQJLd5rw/s400/DSC01638.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MyBirthday/photo#5142011377057638466"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R1wYGpiJqEI/AAAAAAAABMs/RVzYfCMmPBE/s400/DSC01637.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;major case of cam whoring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then of course the gals went out for a nice dinner. it was a pretty uneventful bday, the afternoon was spent in gelare cam-whoring haha. though i do recall the night being very emotionally draining. thanks jeanie for helping me out that night, dunno what i wld have done without your advice, though those marina square steps now bring back bad memories. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MyBirthday/photo#5142013009145211138"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R1wZlpiJqQI/AAAAAAAABOU/GndS0uc2yW0/s400/DSC01655.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean's hair was still weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MyBirthday/photo#5142014400714615218"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R1wa2piJqbI/AAAAAAAABPw/NrRHmVkl5t8/s400/DSC01677.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MyBirthday/photo#5142014770081802722"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1wbMJiJqeI/AAAAAAAABQM/gzwnZxXNAiQ/s400/DSC01684.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was yao's birthday. haha, i miss his house and no i did not hint to go his house! stupid yao cheng. everyone was playing the drinking game that someone won at dnd (snake and ladders with shots!). if you hit snake, i think you need to drink a shot.... i can't rmb what they were doing cos i was busy watching a movie, i can't even rmb the name of the movie??! oh dear, my memory is failing me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/YaoSBirthday/photo#5142015959787743826"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/R1wcRZiJqlI/AAAAAAAABRY/N-3c1I2tKTA/s400/DSC01696.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/YaoSBirthday/photo#5142016122996501090"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/R1wca5iJqmI/AAAAAAAABRg/FdTpqfoc5Wg/s400/DSC01697.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/YaoSBirthday/photo#5142015697794738738"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1wcCJiJqjI/AAAAAAAABRI/bDLMkmu-K4A/s400/DSC01694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you see the shot glass game? i wasn't drunk when i took this, my hands were just shaky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gillian's birthday was fun. i was impromptu-ly invited to it. didnt take any pics though, except 1 of the bday gal. xlnh was there celebrating her bday, and lydia n e other galfrens all were so sweet! made her this huge scrap book full of pics, a lot of effort....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/GillianSBirthday/photo#5142018450868775570"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/R1weiZiJqpI/AAAAAAAABSQ/770RY16YEXg/s400/DSC01699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gill ate 8 chilli bar noodles! haha pro pro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was another jip outing, i dunno when, can't rmb already, but i do rmb it was supposedly inn's 1st time meeting umar. shrugs, it was a nice emo night too. we always have emo nights. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JipOuting/photo#5142020559697717970"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1wgdJiJqtI/AAAAAAAABTI/IWaXBT1r5Pw/s400/DSC01702.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JipOuting/photo#5142021968446991218"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1whvJiJq3I/AAAAAAAABUc/qem1pA4lbgs/s400/DSC01717.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JipOuting/photo#5142022153130584962"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/R1wh55iJq4I/AAAAAAAABUk/V231dkGoMdI/s400/DSC01718.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JipOuting/photo#5142022423713524642"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R1wiJpiJq6I/AAAAAAAABU4/tyu5PGRqvo0/s400/DSC01723.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we fast forward to the present week, haha where the pics are considered more updated. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was spent pei-ing inn to study. n eileen dropped by to see us after her hen party. the 1 fullerton starbucks is sssssuuuuuuuuppppper nice to study at, and very romantic place also. the river breeze was nice and the crowd was sparse yet sufficient. beautiful place, ill definitely head back there this week or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/StudyingWithInnEileen/photo#5142024382218611666"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R1wj7piJq9I/AAAAAAAABVk/UcgsIMps3go/s400/DSC01725.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esplanade beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/StudyingWithInnEileen/photo#5142031967130856482"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1wq1JiJrCI/AAAAAAAABWo/N8EDOy3BFbQ/s400/DSC01738.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/StudyingWithInnEileen/photo#5142032641440722034"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/R1wrcZiJrHI/AAAAAAAABXQ/FMhX3Sh1AEk/s400/DSC01743.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/StudyingWithInnEileen/photo#5142033251326078146"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/R1wr_5iJrMI/AAAAAAAABX8/88D5z5p90Co/s400/DSC01750.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/StudyingWithInnEileen/photo#5142033375880129746"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1wsHJiJrNI/AAAAAAAABYE/myopesXlGrY/s400/DSC01751.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/StudyingWithInnEileen/photo#5142033612103331058"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/R1wsU5iJrPI/AAAAAAAABYU/ItDyXn7EElI/s400/DSC01754.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/StudyingWithInnEileen/photo#5142033848326532370"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R1wsipiJrRI/AAAAAAAABYk/e2ssvq0iwCE/s400/DSC01756.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our anat group went out to mind cafe. fun! oh man, 1 of the more "successful" outings in recent times, or rather, none of us have really bothered to organise outings. everyone was so goofy. the games we picked were pretty fun too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/AnatGrpMindsOuting/photo#5142034922068356402"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1wthJiJrTI/AAAAAAAABZI/GBufZrggle8/s400/DSC01757.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/AnatGrpMindsOuting/photo#5142035059507309890"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1wtpJiJrUI/AAAAAAAABZU/iGZRg5_G5xE/s400/DSC01759.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/AnatGrpMindsOuting/photo#5142035845486325154"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/R1wuW5iJraI/AAAAAAAABaE/xmCnbqAmVKk/s400/DSC01766.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/AnatGrpMindsOuting/photo#5142036536976059890"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1wu_JiJrfI/AAAAAAAABaw/ROrWwF4vjsk/s400/DSC01771.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/AnatGrpMindsOuting/photo#5142036661530111490"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/R1wvGZiJrgI/AAAAAAAABa4/1KInh44nzdM/s400/DSC01772.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad zhenwei wasnt there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/AnatGrpMindsOuting/photo#5142036786084163090"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R1wvNpiJrhI/AAAAAAAABbA/dkeq98gLNZk/s400/DSC01774.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was settlers with shawn, yy, jianglei, bel and john, unfortunately yao and mao couldn't join us. but we had a nice chat at coffee bean, had a good chat with shawn too. long time no chat with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/KkkSettlers/photo#5142038924977876722"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1wxKJiJrvI/AAAAAAAABdM/mfglUGflbSA/s400/DSC01795.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/KkkSettlers/photo#5142039199855783698"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1wxaJiJrxI/AAAAAAAABdc/os5Ed8li4hM/s400/DSC01798.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/KkkSettlers/photo#5142039577812905794"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1wxwJiJr0I/AAAAAAAABd0/gZuVQtqixlc/s400/DSC01801.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/KkkSettlers/photo#5142039852690812770"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1wyAJiJr2I/AAAAAAAABeI/FBoKN_pkEqE/s400/DSC01804.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad i forgot to take picture when we were playing the bang bang game. what's it called again? guns and something. haha, we could shoot each other with styrofoam guns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the anat gals went shopping. SO SAD, i just realised i didnt take any pics of us shopping!!! boo, but i have a lovely shot of yijing in something nice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/AnatGalsShopping/photo#5142043619377131394"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/R1w1bZiJr4I/AAAAAAAABes/6Fct9G-SOCc/s400/DSC01807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, we were all in a very tired mood and all the clothes were terribly overpriced. but we did chill out at kfc, which was freezing. and i met up with the galfrens at night too, this time with nic! again no photos, keep forgetting. but it was a terribly emo night, and i found out things that im not sure i wld have liked to find out, but it was altogether fun to talk about boys. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by this time of the week, i was so shagged out of energy. still had to go cut hair on thurs. oh man, i could kill inn. went over to see jean working at starbucks later in the night, happen to coincide with the free starbucks coffee period of 5-7pm. but subway was enough for me so decided to save up on their liao4. wah fullerton is even nicer at night! too bad i wasnt in the mood for the serenity but that place is really romantic. no wonder jean likes to work there. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NicSBack/photo#5142046539954892738"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/R1w4FZiJr8I/AAAAAAAABfg/104tvYtCMeI/s400/DSC01813.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they look like they're overseas right? dunno what's up with those 2 and their scarves. looked almost alike, esp their dressing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NicSBack/photo#5142047141250314242"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/R1w4oZiJsAI/AAAAAAAABgE/W-mVhHDBoMc/s400/DSC01817.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NicSBack/photo#5142047566452076594"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1w5BJiJsDI/AAAAAAAABgc/3OGDRFCppV0/s400/DSC01822.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NicSBack/photo#5142047983063904354"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/R1w5ZZiJsGI/AAAAAAAABg0/is0Z7uyJrWE/s400/DSC01827.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NicSBack/photo#5142048253646844034"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1w5pJiJsII/AAAAAAAABhI/Lyiy11v5ZQU/s400/DSC01829.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see jean right smack in the middle? haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NicSBack/photo#5142048378200895634"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/R1w5wZiJsJI/AAAAAAAABkk/-9kLKxkJqws/s400/DSC01834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the view from beneath the bridge. can't really quite tell the effect right, have to go there and see for yourself how breathtaking the place is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NicSBack/photo#5142048511344881826"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1w54JiJsKI/AAAAAAAABhY/J7oceMA4VhY/s400/DSC01835.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NicSBack/photo#5142048635898933426"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/R1w5_ZiJsLI/AAAAAAAABlE/g4YR0tG_wH0/s400/DSC01836.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NicSBack/photo#5142049095460434146"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1w6aJiJsOI/AAAAAAAABh4/FY1sveRCIis/s400/DSC01840.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NicSBack/photo#5142049902914285890"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1w7JJiJsUI/AAAAAAAABis/fQk_ZjF_NKA/s400/DSC01846.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NicSBack/photo#5142050177792192866"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1w7ZJiJsWI/AAAAAAAABi8/8vC9tx1wukI/s400/DSC01848.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NicSBack/photo#5142050564339249554"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R1w7vpiJsZI/AAAAAAAABjY/W-4QjmZAJKA/s400/DSC01852.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NicSBack/photo#5142050839217156530"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R1w7_piJsbI/AAAAAAAABjo/20QBWhm2GGE/s400/DSC01854.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldn't get jean to cam whore with us cos she was busy working. boo. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, im uploading all these nonsense pics for yall... if not i wun bother, honestly. ps: these are not all the pics, picasa album has more, fyi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was zoukout, not entirely eventful either, though inn's friends are starting to grow on me. told you boys can be good companions right? haha. how to add picasa videos anyone? anws, it was practically mambo the whole time, which i'm not complaining but r&amp;b music would have been nice. i really did like the atmosphere, the multiple stages with different music genres. many booths were set up, selling drinks. in fact, master khor from nus was there! there was this hugely inflated slide too but i didnt sit on it. n i met about 5 pple i know, whose gazes i was trying very hard to avoid. 1 from secondary school, some from jc, even 1 guy from med! (can't rmb his name tho, one of the guys sitting at the back of the LT) most unfortunately, most of them saw me too, damn, so much for my artful dodging behind people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was actually an interesting night for watching other pple, there was this couple with a tall ang moh and a short local gal dancing (haha, it so easy to see where they were going to progress to), then there were tall and short galfrens dancing with each other. there was even a bunch of butches in sport bras dancing with each other, of course where would there be clubbing on the beach without guys dancing up each other too. wahahha. at least it opened my horizon as to how a beach party would be like. i think it would have been a lot more fun if i brought along pple i knew well (not that inn's frens were unfun, but i just dun really know them that well yet), kkk would have had a blast, for sure. it was a good place to chill and talk too. :) think ill go again next year but will plan to bring pple i know, so tt it'll be more memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Zoukout/photo#5142052325275841010"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1w9WJiJsfI/AAAAAAAABkc/-RgF4-9F0ZM/s400/DSC01857.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Zoukout/photo#5142052449829892610"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/R1w9dZiJsgI/AAAAAAAABko/1pPEGDqUEb4/s400/DSC01858.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone brought a poodle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Zoukout/photo#5142052711822897698"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R1w9spiJsiI/AAAAAAAABk4/E8Pd2F9nLR0/s400/DSC01860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Zoukout/photo#5142053003880673858"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R1w99piJskI/AAAAAAAABlQ/ArF4tGqj064/s400/DSC01862.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Zoukout/photo#5142053162794463826"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/R1w-G5iJslI/AAAAAAAABlY/_ITBn7EwL30/s400/DSC01863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to the light...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Zoukout/photo#5142053433377403506"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R1w-WpiJsnI/AAAAAAAABlo/9jMC1zMYa-U/s400/DSC01865.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the massive slide. reminds me of some fiesta i went to last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Zoukout/photo#5142053673895572114"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R1w-kpiJspI/AAAAAAAABl4/qT8N3r8uWHA/s400/DSC01867.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Zoukout/photo#5142053948773479090"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R1w-0piJsrI/AAAAAAAABmI/C5ca_X_sXKo/s400/DSC01869.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=301584074699950715&amp;hl=en" flashvars=""&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her frens dancing mambo. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Zoukout/photo#5142054111982236354"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/R1w--JiJssI/AAAAAAAABmU/hkjUd5SpvpY/s400/DSC01871.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new hairstyle is weeeird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Zoukout/photo#5142054412629947106"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R1w_PpiJsuI/AAAAAAAABmk/k2Qcox61eS4/s400/DSC01873.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you see the parachute? damn, i should have taken the picture of the helicopter that flew past us while we were dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Zoukout/photo#5142054653148115714"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R1w_dpiJswI/AAAAAAAABm0/oUYg9JIvQ9E/s400/DSC01875.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason, inn likes this pic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Zoukout/photo#5142054760522298130"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/R1w_j5iJsxI/AAAAAAAABm8/aWgYM8SAvOU/s400/DSC01877.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this poor drunken soul was so bullied. worse thing was: inn took a picture of him! poor thing. who asks him to get so wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a nice slack sunday indoors, with the rain pouring outside, it was so cosy. was a good chance for me to pack my room, so i sorted out my notes, not entirely, let's just say i got a nice place for my year 1 notes, as to whether they're readily referable is a matter for another day. wah, blogging is tiring man... i think ill go sleep already.... dungeons and dragons was nice to watch. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/RoomPacking/photo#5142059016834888514"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R1xDbpiJs0I/AAAAAAAABno/bJgwsWpGIF4/s400/DSC01879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/RoomPacking/photo#5142059274532926290"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/R1xDqpiJs1I/AAAAAAAABnw/TYBYVhb6hws/s400/DSC01880.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-7228975300537220079?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/7228975300537220079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=7228975300537220079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/7228975300537220079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/7228975300537220079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/12/these-pics-are-ssssoooooooo-overdue-cos.html' title='MASSIVE UPDATE! haha freaking old photos.'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-6847189110253960948</id><published>2007-12-02T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T23:50:55.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>angry</title><content type='html'>i'm usually not 1 to get angry. but I'M REALLY ANGRY NOW. can't quite fathom the reason. but really, i'm fuming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-6847189110253960948?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/6847189110253960948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=6847189110253960948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/6847189110253960948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/6847189110253960948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/12/angry.html' 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for weeks since the commencement of the doomed CAs, with occasionally pleasant jibs from the msn window. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's quite peaceful now, no annoying ramblings of a fellow being in my room. with that said, i had no idea my sis had the intention of staying out tonight. that aside, i contemplated the outcome of my eyebags tomorrow as i glanced upon the 1:52 AM  in the corner of my screen. trying rather desperately to ignore the fatigue that is slowly creeping over me, i briefly but surely immensed myself in the rare calmness of my room, the cosy buzzing of the air-con, the somewhat creepy big pooh bear staring back at me, the rumbling of my laptop on my bed. kudos to my maid for clearing the mess of notes i had sprawled all over the floor, which simultaneously brings to mind, where did she pack it too? oh well, there's the problem for another day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most unfortunately, nature beckons and my lids cannot sustain much longer. so my rambling shall continue after the days' (or even perhaps week's) events overtake me. for now, i need my beauty sleep (no kidding, i look hideous without my lights out, or rather, more hideous than usual).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-4590188586575264684?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/4590188586575264684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=4590188586575264684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/4590188586575264684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/4590188586575264684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/11/calmness-with-fatigue.html' title='calmness with fatigue'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-6313769827560775846</id><published>2007-11-19T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T19:57:25.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just rambling cos chronic inflam is taking over me!!!</title><content type='html'>i just had this mental realisation that i am an individual that would avoid problems at all cost, right up to the point where they blow up in my face. that is probably why i never confront relationships (all kinds, at that) and how that always ends me up in shit. haha. this is bad.... bad, in fact, it just dawned on me that i always hide behind smses. haha, oh well, that's what girl friends are for right? to get you out of shit sometimes. :) and i have to admit that im one of those who always choose to treat certain unpleasantness in life as if they never happened, so far it has worked out all right, i think. but frankly the only reason i do this is i really dunno how to handle things when they go out of hand. hmmm..... someone should teach me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man i should stop rambling, im so not gonna finish studying on time. kill me. kill me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-6313769827560775846?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/6313769827560775846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=6313769827560775846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/6313769827560775846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/6313769827560775846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-rambling-cos-chronic-inflam-is.html' title='just rambling cos chronic inflam is taking over me!!!'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-4088649733857312093</id><published>2007-11-08T22:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T22:12:33.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zoukout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/57693709@N00/1918975272/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2183/1918975272_92858c2d9f_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/57693709@N00/1918975272/"&gt;juiceoct&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/57693709@N00/"&gt;huipeiz&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i know it's never the right time to bring this up... esp when exams are approaching. (den again, when exams are not around, somehow this doesn't crop up either). but really.... people..... we just gotta chill and .......................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOUKOUT! woot woot! oh yeah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed last year's 1, so i'm so gonna catch this year's 1. cmon everyone join in the fun. it'll be pretty cool if A LOT of med pple go this year eh? like just see everyone go crazy and have a good time. hopefully more pple go. the more the merrier! anyone wants to join me? :)&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-4088649733857312093?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/4088649733857312093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=4088649733857312093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/4088649733857312093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/4088649733857312093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/11/zoukout.html' title='zoukout'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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://farm3.static.flickr.com/2183/1918975272_92858c2d9f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8275853.post-9053047329419845724</id><published>2007-11-08T16:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T16:55:30.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just another view</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/57693709@N00/1914977599/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2013/1914977599_5b15e0ae70_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/57693709@N00/1914977599/"&gt;hayden-panettiere-fhm-4&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/57693709@N00/"&gt;huipeiz&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;nice right the outfit? minus e fhm part, in fact it's pretty classy for fhm. i like the get up!!!! hmmm...... still figuring out where to get the top....&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-9053047329419845724?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/9053047329419845724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=9053047329419845724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/9053047329419845724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/9053047329419845724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-another-view.html' title='just another view'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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://farm3.static.flickr.com/2013/1914977599_5b15e0ae70_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8275853.post-5439759182050916973</id><published>2007-11-08T16:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T16:53:44.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>does anyone know where to get these type of clothes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/57693709@N00/1915806482/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2365/1915806482_5a56a47a92_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/57693709@N00/1915806482/"&gt;hayden-panettiere-hot-fhm-magazine&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/57693709@N00/"&gt;huipeiz&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;does anyone know where to get clothes like this? it's a really good match right? figured just need a plain top and prolly a corset at the bottome. the shorts r easy enough. hmmm.... where to get that kinda corset....&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-5439759182050916973?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/5439759182050916973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=5439759182050916973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/5439759182050916973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/5439759182050916973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/11/does-anyone-know-where-to-get-these.html' title='does anyone know where to get these type of clothes?'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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://farm3.static.flickr.com/2365/1915806482_5a56a47a92_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8275853.post-1507205606835743399</id><published>2007-11-03T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T12:49:32.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fragile friendships</title><content type='html'>why am i blogging and not studying? hmmm, when the urge comes, it comes. i had a good evening yesterday. in fact, studying with inn and her engine friends was pretty enjoyable too, they're hilarious and even though inn doesnt know it yet, she'll learn to appreciate them 1 day more than she expects. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one is ever really happy with their lives, it's just simply ironic how her probs and mine are the exact reverse. i've also come to realise that since jc, i have never really invested in a friendship that i would consider deep or entirely emotionally significant. not that i do not appreciate the friends that i do have now, dun get me wrong, except that, i think the barrier i'm putting up around me keeps building up as i grow older. perhaps it's the experiences i had in the past that have made me like this, it's really difficult to forget the scars of the past, how easy it is to trust people and how difficult it is to pick oneself up after that trust is breached. so much so that it's actually tiring sometimes to invest in friendships, esp newer 1s that you never had previously. n you wonder sometimes, is the effort you put actually worth what you get in return? it's not like it's an exchange you see, it's just... ... tiring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course i'm probably guilty of the above as well, some friends would probably consider me a tiring friend to keep, and sometimes i do not blame them. so how do you work around this? not all friendships are equal, not all friendships are equally mutual, even more so, not every friendship is secure. everyone is so caught up with socialising that sometimes, individual friendships are seemingly difficult to forge. perhaps that is the reason why my emotional "back-ups" will never be newer friends and hence no friendship in the future that i invest in would ever be considered really emotionally significant. do i even make sense now. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps it doesnt really matter. perhaps the old friends are all that you need sometimes. last night was pretty much proof of that. which made me really really happy. apart from the nice top i bought too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as cofm would have it: at late adolescence, peer group relationships are replaced by individual friendships. amen to that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-1507205606835743399?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/1507205606835743399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=1507205606835743399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1507205606835743399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1507205606835743399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/11/fragile-friendships.html' title='fragile friendships'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-6840428684573062044</id><published>2007-10-16T22:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T22:34:56.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hayden Penettiere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: left; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/57693709@N00/1587674575/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2003/1587674575_09941947f5_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/57693709@N00/1587674575/"&gt;Hayden+Penettiere+6&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/57693709@N00/"&gt;huipeiz&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;she looks like a goddess here. wah glam shots can do wonders to a girl. her bf in the show is also super hot... can't believe he's 27 yrs old though. that's 9 yrs older than hayden. but you know, whatever works for tim kring.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-6840428684573062044?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/6840428684573062044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=6840428684573062044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/6840428684573062044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/6840428684573062044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/10/hayden-penettiere_16.html' title='Hayden Penettiere'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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://farm3.static.flickr.com/2003/1587674575_09941947f5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8275853.post-1429775659974263348</id><published>2007-10-12T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T23:43:00.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mental sedation</title><content type='html'>Anya Marina's music is amazing! Except the last song - Sociopath, that one sucks. The 1st song is from Grey's by the way, it's my favourite. She's soothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my mental sedation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.vmix.com/flash/vmix_audio_player_white.swf?auto_play=1&amp;playlist_id=124703" id="vmixMusicPlayer" name="vmixMusicPlayer" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" height="280" width="320"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.vmix.com/anyamarina/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.vmix.com/images/embed_btn_getmore.jpg" alt="Get More Music at VMIX.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterthought: why did alex have to sleep with that nurse? guys r such asses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-1429775659974263348?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/1429775659974263348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=1429775659974263348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1429775659974263348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1429775659974263348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/10/get-more-music-at-vmixcom.html' title='mental sedation'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-8341803976189027248</id><published>2007-10-11T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T20:10:24.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life needs perspective. I need perspective. Focus. Focus. Focus. At least on ur life. Or the more impt aspects of your life. I hate it when I get affected by pple around me, be it their behaviour or their problems. I probably need out. Perhaps going to town to study would be a good change. Strangely tt town session with the engineers helped. I finished more work then than in the past week. Maybe i shld go for the council outing. Ok no that will rake up old issues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone tell me what to do to get my life back on track. Unfortunately, greys just gets me more emo. I need to be mentally sedated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-8341803976189027248?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/8341803976189027248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=8341803976189027248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/8341803976189027248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/8341803976189027248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/10/life-needs-perspective.html' title=''/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-7564585290875608717</id><published>2007-09-30T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T14:56:19.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and so our hols end...</title><content type='html'>what a boring week... Minus e shit headache I had last night. Down the bloody shot too fast. Arrgh... Feeling a bit better today but in a extremely lazy mood. Seriously so much for my jogging today, can't even get my lazy ass off the bed. All of that will have to change tml when school starts. I dun care I must make it to sentosa next week. :) im feeling extremely liberated now. Nothing like the feeling that u know u r officially over someone, whether its a bgr thing or a friendship thing. Its always nice to sort out ur emotions once in a while. I hope jeanie u dun carry urself too far. Though i pretty much know u re gonna sink urself into it despite our warnings. Whatever makes u happy my dear. I just know nic sure aint gonna like it. Shrugs &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many movies I wanna watch which is gonna kill my studies n my pocket. There's nanny diaries, enchanted, maybe the seeker, batman, ironman etc etc. Waitress was nice n sweet, loved the ending. Love keri russell :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby dun u cry, gonna make a pie, gonna make a pie with a heart in the middle. Impossible to find this song... Ok typing on my iPod is giving me a minor headache. I prob should stop...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-7564585290875608717?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/7564585290875608717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=7564585290875608717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/7564585290875608717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/7564585290875608717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/09/and-so-our-hols-end.html' title='and so our hols end...'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-3655061935559091951</id><published>2007-09-29T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T13:35:44.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testing</title><content type='html'>this is freaking cool. I'm blogging from my new iPod too. Prolly only prob now is how to get greys anat on my vids...hmmm I'll have to watch my heroes first. Completely forgot about that. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-3655061935559091951?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/3655061935559091951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=3655061935559091951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/3655061935559091951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/3655061935559091951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/09/testing.html' title='testing'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-8661160827890223497</id><published>2007-09-16T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T18:18:44.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pensive</title><content type='html'>Why do people create blogs? To let their innermost thoughts be known to the world? To express their frustrations in life through a medium most easily accessible by others? To educate others? There are various other countless reasons that spring to mind, but mine is most humbly and simply: to use the ‘blog’ as an occasional tool to vent emotions, should any such need arise. Of late, this need has come to arise more often than I desire, and when I mean of late, I do not refer to days or even weeks, but of the impending inevitable process of ageing. Do not be mistaken, I am not old, I am, simply put,coming into the realisation that I have entered the throngs of my second decade of life, which surprisingly, has disturbed me more than I could have imagined. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laying drowsily down on the hall sofa, I contemplate the direction of my life. I do not regret anything I am doing right now, at this juncture in my life, however, I can’t help but feel a certain lacking. Perhaps it was the disturbing lecture I had today on suicides, especially of how people who are suicidal experience immense amount of pain - but from what I wonder? Is it an accumulation of all the regrets in their lives? Regrets with regards to their family, friends, relationships, studies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidently, my pensive mood has manifested itself into this new blog design I came up with. Flourished with pastel colours, it gives me a brief serenity from where I derive relief. For me, relief from life is most often and probably unfortunately, obtained through girlfriends, whom I have realised, that I’ve come to rely on very heavily. It does not help that with the increase in my social circle, comes with it the decrease in close relationships. Acquaintances are but a way to deceive ourselves that we have many friends. Do we actually have that many? Perhaps. Perhaps not. Perhaps it may not matter so much in the future. When each of us start having a family (hopefully), our lives will start revolving around our loved ones. When that cross-&lt;br /&gt;road comes, will I handle it well? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it matter now? Just live life well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-8661160827890223497?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/8661160827890223497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=8661160827890223497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/8661160827890223497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/8661160827890223497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/09/pensive.html' title='pensive'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-420573773716252816</id><published>2007-09-16T03:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T03:21:53.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok this is still under construction. really really messy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-420573773716252816?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/420573773716252816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=420573773716252816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/420573773716252816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/420573773716252816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/09/ok-this-is-still-under-construction.html' title=''/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-3406761153382799774</id><published>2007-09-07T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T20:59:18.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty accurate act. but i've got a gall to pick with the followin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain is Purple&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourbrainquiz/purple.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the brain types, yours is the most idealistic. &lt;br /&gt;You tend to think wild, amazing thoughts. Your dreams and fantasies are intense.&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts are creative, inventive, and without boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to spend a lot of time thinking of fictional people and places - or a very different life for yourself.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What Color Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally inaccurate man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damian n peishan totally influenced me to do this. hahahaha. there's even a "Are You Crushing on Him (And Don't Even Know It)?" wahahhaha. tt was interesting to do too. :) shld prolly load the dnd pics soon. n some bday pics? tho the 3 of us didnt do much but eat dim sum but i have concluded that my 'get back down to earth' dose with the gals really worked for the month. i cant believe im so lazy, only chance to study and im wasting it doing this quizes, and my weekend is so set to be wasted, going out on both days.... shit man, gotta set priorities right soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-3406761153382799774?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/3406761153382799774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=3406761153382799774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/3406761153382799774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/3406761153382799774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/09/keys-to-your-heart-you-are-attracted-to.html' title=''/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-2644556795647889791</id><published>2007-08-21T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:29:59.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye zhiyang!</title><content type='html'>hee decided to briefly blog about sat night when i went out with my jc class, to send zhiyang off. pretty successful outing actually, for 1 thing, mandy came! haha... we went to hog's breath at chijmes. (briefly saw fireworks.) wanted to go timbre to drink but it was packed. settled for ben and jerry's at cathay. more n more sugar. one moment on the lips, forever on the hips. anws, bw brought all of us to smoke shi-sha. not nice lor! dun get what's so nice about it... its just jw and bw, tsk tsk enjoy the weirdest things, den again they like beer. somemore order tiger beer tower, i was so bloated with beer. but the rubbishy games we played were fun, like: fuzzy wuzzy likes.... and the fashion in paris is.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha pretty fun stuff though i did get berated by jw for not tying up some friendship loose ends and the updates of my jc friends were somewhat unexpected. maybe pple around me change and i dun, tts y i feel their behaviour strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got the pics but they're in gwen's lib. havent quite figured out how to link direct. prolly gotta dl them to iphoto n transfer them to the personal picasa. when im less tired, mebbe ill do it. oh yes, gotta ask jw for our shot also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/gwen.mj/ClassGathering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah.... school is damn boring man.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-2644556795647889791?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/2644556795647889791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=2644556795647889791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/2644556795647889791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/2644556795647889791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/08/bye-zhiyang.html' title='bye zhiyang!'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-2708349100117339885</id><published>2007-07-30T03:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T03:08:54.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'> What Time Is It? It's Summer Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/Z0pswJvxgO0' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/Z0pswJvxgO0'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;strange as this is a paradox. our summer vacation is ending while in this video, theirs is beginning. all the same, this is such a happy song! i cant wait for high school musical 2 to air on disney channel!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-2708349100117339885?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/2708349100117339885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=2708349100117339885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/2708349100117339885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/2708349100117339885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-time-is-it-it-summer-time.html' title=' What Time Is It? It&amp;#39;s Summer Time!'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-1107479437140800593</id><published>2007-07-29T04:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T05:12:36.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lijia's 21st bday!</title><content type='html'>currently my top movie of the month (last month was transformers): win a date with tad hamilton! omg, that movie is nice... mostly cos i like the 2 main guys! hahahahaha. anws, back from a nice evening in esplanade. the band "timmy" is really quite good. :) oh yessssssss, anyone has SINGFEST tix???!!!!! i want them!!!!!!!!!!! haha cmon sugar ray is coming, pet shop boys, mxpx, hinder, gym class heroes, oh man got some more.... dammit, y are the tix so ex.... boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a different note altogether:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here r the pics from lijia's party, it was on tues... got hold of them from the others' facebook... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/LijiaS21stBday/photo#5092344142414635938"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/RqukBGKqY6I/AAAAAAAAA0U/vYq6hRk39Ok/s400/n505104498_78984_3495.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/LijiaS21stBday/photo#5092344481717052674"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/RqukU2KqZQI/AAAAAAAAA3E/RbI2v0aLM9g/s400/n227700533_160775_4105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;absolut lijia! we made a pseudo vodka bottle for her, complete with the inscription of her 21 years of chinese tradition on the paper wrapping the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/LijiaS21stBday/photo#5092344185364308946"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/RqukDmKqY9I/AAAAAAAAA0s/CpT_AYbqsbs/s400/n505104498_78986_4171.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scrap book we did for her. denise n i did 1 page each, the rest were done by yao, shawn n kal.... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/LijiaS21stBday/photo#5092344202544178146"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/RqukEmKqY-I/AAAAAAAAA00/E_VoPrq0Jk0/s400/n505104498_78990_5502.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 apples! the theme for the party was apples cos mao likes apples. apparently my suggestion of pyjamas party wasnt too feasible cos it required a lot of jammies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/LijiaS21stBday/photo#5092344228313981954"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/RqukGGKqZAI/AAAAAAAAA1E/NWYZAV_CPZc/s400/n505104498_78992_6173.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/LijiaS21stBday/photo#5092344245493851154"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/RqukHGKqZBI/AAAAAAAAA1M/ICxuC8yf-0M/s400/n505104498_78994_6865.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the decor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/LijiaS21stBday/photo#5092344297033458754"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/RqukKGKqZEI/AAAAAAAAA1k/rGBG3KYYUtU/s400/n505104498_79007_1334.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pre-party work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/LijiaS21stBday/photo#5092344378637837474"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/RqukO2KqZKI/AAAAAAAAA2U/8BFoXiC0x5M/s400/n227700533_160802_653.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/LijiaS21stBday/photo#5092344464537183474"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/RqukT2KqZPI/AAAAAAAAA28/C00S_wny8Pc/s400/n227700533_160768_2510.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/LijiaS21stBday/photo#5092344563321431378"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/RqukZmKqZVI/AAAAAAAAA3s/isaR1HWJtzk/s400/n227700533_160760_683.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/LijiaS21stBday/photo#5092344593386202466"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/RqukbWKqZWI/AAAAAAAAA30/htW7eRzd5nk/s400/n503785938_82907_1021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(scrap book helpers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the apple ritual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/LijiaS21stBday/photo#5092344391522739378"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/RqukPmKqZLI/AAAAAAAAA2c/g2cbGr1zF0I/s400/n227700533_160784_6276.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/LijiaS21stBday/photo#5092344550436529474"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/RqukY2KqZUI/AAAAAAAAA3k/2JdqFip0n4s/s400/n227700533_160783_6047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/LijiaS21stBday/photo#5092344408702608578"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/RqukQmKqZMI/AAAAAAAAA2k/M6uOX118_6M/s400/n227700533_160789_7465.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the red on one side. the green on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/LijiaS21stBday/photo#5092344421587510482"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/RqukRWKqZNI/AAAAAAAAA2s/jq3Rf__1C-s/s400/n227700533_160793_8417.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bbq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/LijiaS21stBday/photo#5092344451652281570"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/RqukTGKqZOI/AAAAAAAAA20/qpjcMIf87oM/s400/n227700533_160782_5816.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pic where i act cute. or at least try to. :)&lt;br /&gt;fyi: it's supposed to be a family protrait, n shawn n i r the kids at the bottom. mao n yao are prob our parents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/LijiaS21stBday/photo#5092344533256660274"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/RqukX2KqZTI/AAAAAAAAA3c/9NcDrS9nQl8/s400/n227700533_160788_7223.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see yao in the backgrd? weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun! haha, hopefully my 21st next yr will be a blast! (den again my 20th is not yet here... haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-1107479437140800593?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/1107479437140800593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=1107479437140800593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1107479437140800593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1107479437140800593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/07/lijias-21st-bday.html' title='lijia&apos;s 21st bday!'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-4483650692937756880</id><published>2007-07-27T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T04:28:40.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>continuation....</title><content type='html'>haha this is a continuation of the previous blog, however, it is 3.07am now and just suddenly in the mood to blog (this usually occurs at the strangest hours and when i've got new photos to upload! and of course, admittedly, had enough fun to "induce" me to blog about it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as mentioned above (or in the previous blog), i came back an hour and a half ago from an outing with leed and bw, but first, i'd like to recap the week, which has been pretty fun to be honest, considering i thought post medicamp would mean nothing to do... there was of course HARRY POTTER! but i have most unfortunately, not finished the book, not for anything else but simply because i decided to re-read the 6th book and promptly felt that it would be unfair to make my maid wait for me to finish the 6th AND 7th book just so that she may start on the 7th book, so i chose to let her read it first (but of course, it's courtesy). she's apparently not done with it yet, and i finished my 6th book like on monday, so i had to wait... still waiting actually. haha, but fortunately for me, there were enough activities outside to keep me occupied so i didnt really have to compete with her for the book (i dun really like pressurising pple). hence, my lack of any knowledge with regards to the 7th book, im only at like page 92. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pics below are random pics from a week ago, didnt bother to put them up but since ive updated my iphoto lib and its pretty easy to sync picasa to iphoto...:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/RandomPics/photo#5091588606127661458"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/Rqj03GKqYZI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4XYLV4lphNY/s400/DSC00025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty cool hp function where i can fuse pics... that's my bro before he left for new york for his attachment. i hope he's ok. i miss him and i hope he can tide through this tough time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/RandomPics/photo#5091588730681713058"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/Rqj0-WKqYaI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/uFWPf_XxSdM/s400/DSC00028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is of course, samuel and i. i cant really remember if the gals took many pics that night at nic's place but they're def not with me... sigh, nic's also left me now. everyone is leaving me behind in singapore. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/RandomPics/photo#5091588846645830066"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/Rqj1FGKqYbI/AAAAAAAAAwY/lmn_pLN2VSs/s400/DSC00031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly this is the only photo of medicamp i have... wahahaha, trina took a pic of peishan at the hawker centre at changi village and this is pretty much the result. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/RandomPics/photo#5091588975494848962"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/Rqj1MmKqYcI/AAAAAAAAAwg/jx2-oHJ01a4/s400/DSC00027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is lame, i took this pic because tt french manicure cost me 15 bucks, prob my 1st and my last time doing it. can diy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, how can i forget the hike zhenwei, zhiyong, peishan and i went on, to bukit timah hill. it took 2 hours only and luckily it didnt rain. the pics are mostly with zhenwei, at least the pics with pple inside, haha mine are just those of monkey and nature. had tim sum at turf city after that (half price! woot!) and damian joined us. in a strange twist of picking places to go, zhiyong damian peishan n i decided to go ikea to walk around. haha, we had fun clowning around. dinner was deeeeeelicious, as usual, my meatballs topped with jam, not forgetting the fried oily unhealthy chicken wings too. haha, i think i put on weight beyond comprehension already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/BukitTimahHike/photo#5091585174448791746"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/RqjxvWKqYMI/AAAAAAAAAug/DRBSe0bveOc/s400/DSC00010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/BukitTimahHike/photo#5091585423556894962"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/Rqjx92KqYPI/AAAAAAAAAu4/pfV2SpdxlLI/s400/DSC00013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/BukitTimahHike/photo#5091585578175717634"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/RqjyG2KqYQI/AAAAAAAAAvA/Jtwyu3TAbIs/s400/DSC00014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/BukitTimahHike/photo#5091585917478134050"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/RqjyamKqYSI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/Y208NIAKYMo/s400/DSC00016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/BukitTimahHike/photo#5091586029147283762"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/RqjyhGKqYTI/AAAAAAAAAvY/tPMyOmP10OM/s400/DSC00017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/BukitTimahHike/photo#5091586170881204546"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/RqjypWKqYUI/AAAAAAAAAvg/fiqa1b6Lgso/s400/DSC00018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note, the following pics are taken from t-shirts at queensway, which were most interesting because they reminded me of friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/BukitTimahHike/photo#5091586269665452370"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/RqjyvGKqYVI/AAAAAAAAAvo/yzFY5wLjbDA/s400/DSC00021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/BukitTimahHike/photo#5091586394219503970"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/Rqjy2WKqYWI/AAAAAAAAAvw/nQ4vYO192SM/s400/DSC00022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i wun mention who. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was lijia's 21st birthday party on tuesday, which was a blast! couple of pple were there: yao (duh), mao, bel, john, shawn, yan yi, jianglei, jay, denise, kal, mao's jc and sec frens etc. course we started in the afternoon because it was meant as a surprise party, we had to put up the decor... the venue was at aruanda country club near downtown east (really nice place to chill). the theme was APPLES! because mao likes apples, and we all had to wear green or red, wahahha. pretty comical actually. we decorated the place with apples too... and we pretty much finished the scrap book meant for her, which included a lot of photographs, ranging from those with her mum, to kkk pics, to penang pics, to dunman pics etc. we had bbq that night with cheesy prawns, chicken wings (which im pretty good at skewering now... dun believe ask yao, im his apprentice haha), satay, garlic bread! haha, it was yummy and one of the few bbqs where i didnt get diarrhoea after. then we played the usual drinking games: i never... haha the game where each person has to say "i never ... etc" and if you did do whatever that person says, then you have to drink. haha, i think jianglei mixed the drink so it was pretty good. this is really a week for 1st (for e.g. i was earlier than leed and bw today!) : i went home pretty early around 1.30am, mostly because yanyi's bf came to pick her up, so i decided to leave with her. the pics aint with me, they're with kal and denise... so they prob wun be up until a bit later. :( haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday was mambo. with inn, ning and a couple of their friends and was mentioned in the previous post (blogged from my phone). ning's top was nice! act, inn's top was also nice! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Mambo/photo#5091590328409547234"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/Rqj2bWKqYeI/AAAAAAAAAww/D7FzZ2Sp9uA/s400/DSC00033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Mambo/photo#5091590431488762354"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/Rqj2hWKqYfI/AAAAAAAAAw4/s3YSfIbe0Gs/s400/DSC00035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Mambo/photo#5091590551747846658"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/Rqj2oWKqYgI/AAAAAAAAAxA/mr4uZ5hOZSA/s400/DSC00036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(magnified photo of the previous one blogged)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though the company was .... ermm let's just say, a bit uncomfortable, its mostly because im not that into mambo. though the offer by bw to go with jw and kyrin next wed is pretty enticing... haha, we'll see next week, never clubbed with those 2 boys before either haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, its 3.41am already. haha, anyways, im nocturnal so i can carry on blogging about today. i never really realised it, but i actually missed leed and bw quite a bit because just being with them today was so therapeutic. we headed down to the jap restaurant at emerald hill, incidentally near my dad's place 18 emerald hill (where the gals and my anat grp bunked at previously). ive been there loads of time before but never tried the buffet, usually i eat ala carte. dinner added up to 40 bucks haha ex right... the 40 bucks included the dinner (about 30) and sake! wow, i never knew sake was so nice, we had the hot type and it wasn too strong, it was just right actually. haha and had tons of sashimi and of course the other 2 couldnt get enough of unagi... soft shell crab, bean curd, beef chicken teriyaki, octopus, jellyfish, oyster, scallop, wow i seriously never knew i had so much room it that section of the GIT haha. we then bussed down to clarke quay (too bad bw didnt bring the car though we did briefly contemplate the possiblity of him returning home to fetch it but in the end, bus 124 sufficed) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enlightened sorta hit us today when we realised clarke quay, mohamed sultan and zouk were all within walking distance. really. i never knew havelock road, robertson quay and copthorne hotel were so near each other. anyways, we ended up in brewerkz. nice beer, though im not a terribly big beer fan (though i cant say the same for bw). golden ale is pretty good, the most popular in fact so it wasnt a bad choice. we got the sample set of all beer drafts for 10 bucks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JapAndBrewerkz/photo#5091597745818067602"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/Rqj9LGKqYpI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Qd2PtC0by4s/s400/DSC01487.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JapAndBrewerkz/photo#5091598076530549442"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/Rqj9eWKqYsI/AAAAAAAAAyg/13FarFj2uKQ/s400/DSC01490.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there were the 3 of our drinks. mine was golden ale, leed's was raspberry while bw was.. hmm, i dun remember. haha, but it was relatively stronger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JapAndBrewerkz/photo#5091597848897282722"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/Rqj9RGKqYqI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/kaKnGAkfQr0/s400/DSC01488.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leed and i!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JapAndBrewerkz/photo#5091597080098136626"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/Rqj8kWKqYjI/AAAAAAAAAxY/BOYMppuBTUc/s400/DSC01480.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my golden ale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JapAndBrewerkz/photo#5091597294846501458"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/Rqj8w2KqYlI/AAAAAAAAAxo/KS2o0PJ-kdw/s400/DSC01482.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously the most random photo in my cam... bet you cant tell what the hell it is. it is bw's bloody chin taken from the bottom!!! sometimes he can be soooo weeeird....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JapAndBrewerkz/photo#5091597410810618466"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/Rqj83mKqYmI/AAAAAAAAAxw/xRWf7bCl86c/s400/DSC01483.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the weirdo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JapAndBrewerkz/photo#5091598179609764562"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/Rqj9kWKqYtI/AAAAAAAAAyo/yY7glgTDynQ/s400/DSC01492.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) :) :) i like this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JapAndBrewerkz/photo#5091598291278914274"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/Rqj9q2KqYuI/AAAAAAAAAyw/71mmqWnL8q8/s400/DSC01493.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;generally a recommended place, esp for guys who go for beer (jia lun would prob like it) though it aint my cup of tea (no pun intended). our general plan of going to cafe iguana after 12 for cheaper margaritas were pretty much dashed as our bellies have heavily hinted to our brains that they cant take too much more. the idea was to walk round clarke quay and head back for more after, but 60 bucks (40 bucks for dinner and 20 bucks for beer) was sufficiently pocket-wrenching. but clarke quay is really beautiful at night, esp when there are no pple puking or not too many pubbers. we walked all the way to robertson quay in fact, bypassing arena (which i have decided to tell sam to go ahead because it's way better than mos sponsorship). there was no cover charge BUT bw had to be wearing berms so we couldnt go in. we walked all the way to butterfactory too... haha, cos i requested to see all these places and the other 2 kindly obliged. :) :) :) :) though i must say the entrance to butter factory is most disappointing, but i do not know about the inside, so let's not jump to conclusions. the bridge near butter fact (which is supposed to be a national monument but i have no idea what is its name), all i can describe is it looks like a giant inflated banana boat taken from some theme park. yup, that sums it up. dun believe, see for yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JapAndBrewerkz/photo#5091598630581330706"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/Rqj9-mKqYxI/AAAAAAAAAzI/z7ARu7gJQTg/s400/DSC01496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JapAndBrewerkz/photo#5091599476689888130"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/Rqj-v2KqY4I/AAAAAAAAA0A/gnfElYD6lHU/s400/DSC01505.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun they look eerie? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JapAndBrewerkz/photo#5091598742250480418"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/Rqj-FGKqYyI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/SRIwIsjNiNY/s400/DSC01498.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers to bw's long arms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JapAndBrewerkz/photo#5091598871099499314"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/Rqj-MmKqYzI/AAAAAAAAAzY/bphSKLMy1VE/s400/DSC01500.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i picked the pink pillars to take photo with :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JapAndBrewerkz/photo#5091598999948518210"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/Rqj-UGKqY0I/AAAAAAAAAzg/UIVnnwcogbs/s400/DSC01501.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leed picked the red ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JapAndBrewerkz/photo#5091599347840869234"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/Rqj-oWKqY3I/AAAAAAAAAz4/MLW1UB94wyY/s400/DSC01504.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.... it was plain nonsense fun.... we did want to go the oxygen bar but unfortuately, the age limit for guys is 25, and gals 22. not that it deters us, but we were def not dressed to look that age, with me in shorts and bw in berms, def no way we'll be allowed in. so the next time we go out, it's precisely where we're going, though i have to spice up my imagination and figure out creative ways to make myself (who already ordinarily looks younger than the age she really is) look 2 years older than i am. haha....... we'll see. :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my liver is wasted this week man. lijia party drank, mambo drank, brewerkz drank, prob sat night timbre also drinking. pls dun have liver failure when i grow up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) nice week. no working for me. no no. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-4483650692937756880?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/4483650692937756880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=4483650692937756880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/4483650692937756880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/4483650692937756880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/07/continuation.html' title='continuation....'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-6487283868862584714</id><published>2007-07-26T20:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T20:18:05.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recall last night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1933/1010/1600/z/130461/image-upload-8-785267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1933/1010/300/z/339388/image-upload-8-785267.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Since im bored at mrt waitin for leed n bw, n having decided tt 7 11 at somerset is not enough to entertain me, ive decided to do a phone blog. Ok last night was prob not much joy cos i realised im not tt into mambo. E company was prob a bit stiff too except for inn, ning n me. Interesting notes were tt at zouk, i saw a couple of med pple, includin a guy whose name i dunno, li ming n celine. I also saw carol from vj! Omg, she looks like she is back to her butchy ways. Shrugs. Phuture was so packed i was so sandwiched. Gotta go, they re here alr. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-6487283868862584714?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/6487283868862584714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=6487283868862584714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/6487283868862584714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/6487283868862584714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/07/recall-last-night.html' title='Recall last night'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-5605145360377069828</id><published>2007-07-20T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T16:24:16.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nic's Left Us!</title><content type='html'>medicamp's over but the more important issue at hand is that...... Nic has left us! Sad, sad... lucky for the nice night at her house plus the yummy crab meal and krispy kreme! (I can feel the effects of the sugar on my body now... haha, and it is not in a pleasant way.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sent her off yesterday... in sufficient style i believe... with samuel!!! :) :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NicSLeftUs/photo#5089176276990906498"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/RqBi3D1jUII/AAAAAAAAAtE/LfV4dQLlY5c/s400/DSC01468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;course we all took individual shots with him..... haha, quote inn, "He's one of the main attractions at Nic's place," besides Nic herself of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NicSLeftUs/photo#5089176405839925394"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/RqBi-j1jUJI/AAAAAAAAAtM/JxKVLuS-Eq0/s400/DSC01469.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NicSLeftUs/photo#5089177157459202290"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/RqBjqT1jUPI/AAAAAAAAAt8/85mQtwGfXIA/s400/DSC01475.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NicSLeftUs/photo#5089177406567305490"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/RqBj4z1jURI/AAAAAAAAAuM/44GN34x6E3g/s400/DSC01477.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's the 4 of us......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NicSLeftUs/photo#5089176663537963186"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/RqBjNj1jULI/AAAAAAAAAtc/iBdgTJlEj28/s400/DSC01471.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most unfortunate for us and ... for me, was that we did not spend enough time with her. in fact, both of us did not have decent updates of each other. msn is not entirely conducive to sharing either... sigh... and i did need some much-sought-after advice from her. i'll do my best for the aussie trip this sept... when the time comes closer, i'll ask my parents. sorry gals, for the failed trip this hols... we'll have many more chances after this. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean, i want the photos from the night at her place ok... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;medicamp's over but i dun really wanna recount the events of the past week. it was fun but inevitably, the unpleasantness has a greater tendency to surface in one's memory. i hope everything will go on as what it was before the camp. n i haven't got any photographs, that is something we'd have to claim from damian or jonk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-5605145360377069828?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/5605145360377069828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=5605145360377069828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/5605145360377069828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/5605145360377069828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/07/nics-left-us.html' title='Nic&apos;s Left Us!'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-1100831371706433876</id><published>2007-07-07T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T18:10:38.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun fun fun</title><content type='html'>since i'm so bored at home, i've decided to live up to my promise and put up some pictures that i have long promised to give away... of course there was friday where i went to cafe delmar with cb, didnt take many pics but the place is really nice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Sentosa/photo#5084352921965751074"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9AC2J86yI/AAAAAAAAAm4/4CzWlo0NYo4/s400/DSC01368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day, i shld bring all my friends there. really good recommended place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then of course the night i went to national stadium with inn and her friends. had a very interesting afternoon with gillian. wow, nv did manage to open so much to anyone in medicine before. pretty relaxing.... here are the national stadium pics i promised.... the rest are &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NationalStadium"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heels have made the stadium track "holey" haha... i really got worried for a moment and frantically tried to depress the surrounding areas but eventually came to realise that the national stadium is going to be knocked down! haahaha. stupid me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NationalStadium/photo#5084353433066859330"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9AgmJ860I/AAAAAAAAAnI/E2YwtUICWog/s400/DSC01370.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the three gals there were ning, inn and me! long time no meet up, good to have seen ning that night. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NationalStadium/photo#5084353647815224162"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9AtGJ862I/AAAAAAAAAnY/mvT4QO1aKF8/s400/DSC01372.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then of course there was the guys who loved to fool around. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NationalStadium/photo#5084354137441495970"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9BJmJ866I/AAAAAAAAAn4/vzRTKQp6p6U/s400/DSC01376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NationalStadium/photo#5084354261995547570"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9BQ2J867I/AAAAAAAAAoA/WVhuVqKl_Xc/s400/DSC01377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder whether these photos are considered valuable because the stadium is going to be ... no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NationalStadium/photo#5084355026499726354"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9B9WJ87BI/AAAAAAAAAow/B8B7xN7lPzE/s400/DSC01383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NationalStadium/photo#5084355507536063554"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9CZWJ87EI/AAAAAAAAApI/KEaKkg187AM/s400/DSC01386.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NationalStadium/photo#5084355833953578082"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9CsWJ87GI/AAAAAAAAApY/GM9qLzvMeOA/s400/DSC01388.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh crap, everyone has such bad red eyes... whoops. inn looks chio, no? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/NationalStadium/photo#5084355971392531570"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9C0WJ87HI/AAAAAAAAApg/w1Z0QPOTzao/s400/DSC01389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a weird pic. we just found this random angmoh guy on the grass, lying on his stomach. not even sure whether he was alive or dead drunk. shrugs, we left him be, but snuck out a photo for kicks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, it was a fun night. more fun after the clubbing because the national stadium is really too big to club even though there were loads of other pple there. haha, and the guys were pretty shy to dance... hmmm understandably, after it's the 1st time i met them. haha, but inn's friends are a riot. though i must say, not one of my best clubbing experiences. all the same, it's pretty fun to meet new pple, good break from med pple also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was the stayover with inn and jean the next day, after she shaved her head. let's see her transformation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JinpWON/photo#5084376084724378786"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9VHGJ87KI/AAAAAAAAAp4/gZVE7p_Teek/s400/DSC01390.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i look old here. boo, so says my sis. (it's just to illustrate jean's hair)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JinpWON/photo#5084376222163332274"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9VPGJ87LI/AAAAAAAAAqA/wrnYZnlASQ0/s400/DSC01405.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JinpWON/photo#5084376338127449282"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9VV2J87MI/AAAAAAAAAqI/jl91SD0NRgM/s400/DSC01410.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random toilet shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JinpWON/photo#5084376436911697106"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9VbmJ87NI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/tMX9nWFbwak/s400/DSC01420.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dao shot in my dad's place. in front of the big mirror :) do we look dao? haha, jean took even more shots... we took goofy shots, slutty shots and really random shots. they're in my phone though and lazy to transfer. haha, this should suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the architecture shots: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JinpWON/photo#5084376660249996530"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9VomJ87PI/AAAAAAAAAqg/F9fwztKdtzw/s400/DSC01421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JinpWON/photo#5084376887883263250"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9V12J87RI/AAAAAAAAAqw/FOy-_cyWeww/s400/DSC01425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JinpWON/photo#5084376990962478370"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9V72J87SI/AAAAAAAAAq4/BV-DsS8YWxA/s400/DSC01428.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JinpWON/photo#5084377111221562674"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9WC2J87TI/AAAAAAAAArA/jbSXDaJkYgk/s400/DSC01434.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JinpWON/photo#5084377210005810498"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9WImJ87UI/AAAAAAAAArI/VvTWCWw0QXE/s400/DSC01436.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JinpWON/photo#5084377334559862098"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9WP2J87VI/AAAAAAAAArQ/NurN5XUed8Q/s400/DSC01437.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JinpWON/photo#5084377446229011810"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9WWWJ87WI/AAAAAAAAArY/qc6TD4ixkfI/s400/DSC01438.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JinpWON/photo#5084377562193128818"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9WdGJ87XI/AAAAAAAAArg/KwwSwVgN3xE/s400/DSC01439.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JinpWON/photo#5084377682452213122"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9WkGJ87YI/AAAAAAAAAro/0Eq3Qz2VsyY/s400/DSC01440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JinpWON/photo#5084377802711297426"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9WrGJ87ZI/AAAAAAAAArw/502Def3XNfA/s400/DSC01441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the big mirror really magnifies the place... kinda missing that place already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/JinpWON/photo#5084377905790512546"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9WxGJ87aI/AAAAAAAAAr4/m-sDWWYjnws/s400/DSC01455.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, nice gals night out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the anat grp stayover the following day... no pics. haha, apparently gals like to cam whore but when gals and guys are tgt, no one bothers to cam whore. got a few shots only... but got especially nice shot of gerard, mat and zhenwei gaying. nod nod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/AnatOutingAtEmeraldHill/photo#5084392405600103874"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9j9GJ87cI/AAAAAAAAAsI/vdEUC76Wr5g/s400/DSC01463.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/AnatOutingAtEmeraldHill/photo#5084392495794417106"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9kCWJ87dI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/xW7c_c0skJk/s400/DSC01464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/AnatOutingAtEmeraldHill/photo#5084392590283697634"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9kH2J87eI/AAAAAAAAAsY/oZHSISbw1Lo/s400/DSC01465.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/AnatOutingAtEmeraldHill/photo#5084392839391800834"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9kWWJ87gI/AAAAAAAAAso/XErE8vOY7qE/s400/DSC00070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/AnatOutingAtEmeraldHill/photo#5084392946765983250"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/huipeiz/Ro9kcmJ87hI/AAAAAAAAAsw/GaM1XM9yThc/s400/DSC00071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are ALL the shots i have. i know damian got more, so im just waiting for him to pass to me. :) it was a nice chill out 2 days. didnt meet everyone in such a long time, kinda missed the class too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the following day i went to wild wild wet with yao, mao, shawn and yy. fun sia.... the big donut-shaped float tt could fit all of us was so fun (but a tad slow) and it costs 8 bucks just to get a photo of it. we didnt get it in the end, lazy to... and it was kinda ex for a photo. besides, it aint nice to post a pic of us in bikinis online. shrugs. so no pics during that day. but it was a fun day. shld get other friends out to wild wild wet another day (and i impulsively bought a 30 bucks yellow bikini just to play there that day, along with the other gals... but heck it was fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok it sucks to recall the fun i had when im stuck at home now recovering. so much for timbre and fantastic four. ill recover quickly then can go shopping with nic! :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-1100831371706433876?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/1100831371706433876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=1100831371706433876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1100831371706433876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1100831371706433876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/07/fun-fun-fun.html' title='fun fun fun'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-1283896542148264430</id><published>2007-07-06T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T22:18:54.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fever</title><content type='html'>i'm so annoyed really... so many movies to watch and strangely not in the mood to watch the movies with some people. let's see.... i still have fantastic 4 and ocean's 13 to watch... and i'm freaking down with a fever. it's so boring to stay home the whole day and to think i roughly had my weekend planned out already. not forgetting the gals left me behind in singapore.... boo hoo, of course apart from nic, who i'm supposed to meet tomorrow to shop but i cant because i'm sick. i wanna be in hong kong with the gals to shop!!!! then i can get new pretty clothes, damn. too bad for spending too much money in europe. which brings to mind - the europe withdrawal symptoms are officially over. no longer missing rue de bagnolet already... nod nod. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i dun get skin cancer, been out in the sun too much already. on top of the europe tan, i went to sentosa and wild wild wet without putting sunblock... so im pretty much asking for trouble. shrugs, i like the colour of my skin now actually... :) im SO bored at home...... please hurry up get well.... before the hols are over in the blink of an eye. so much for my shopping and timbre tomorrow... though, to tell the truth, i wasnt really looking forward to going timbre with cb. which reminds me of the brief conversation i had with cindy that night in the toilet...... to wait or not to wait, to give up or not to give up? giving up 1 to wait for another.... shrugs, some pple are so thick sometimes.... oh well....... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to junwei online last night for like 4hours? haha, he made me sleep at 5am lor.... maybe that's y i fell sick on top of the sashimi-filled international buffet i had. i couldnt help stuffing myself with anything but sashimi. haha. dumb sony ericsson phone gives off so much radiation also... talk like 15 min and i feel my ears burning up... and it doesnt help that my home cordless phone always doesnt work... anws, that stupid boy is so funny sometimes... i have a good mind to call up the gal and help him tell her that he likes her... maybe he just needs reassurance... he really deserves a gal.... i mean, cmon he waited for the previous gal for 3 yrs before he got over her. poor dude. maybe ill ask him to watch oceans with me... we'll see. which reminds me, havent asked leed and bowei out for some time. crap man. i need to get well soon, if not, ill die of boredom at home. prob my body is rebelling against me. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get well soon ok...... i hope inn n jean bring back presents for me. den at least ill have sth to look forward to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-1283896542148264430?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/1283896542148264430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=1283896542148264430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1283896542148264430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1283896542148264430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/07/fever.html' title='fever'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-1444599383951427083</id><published>2007-06-24T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T21:35:44.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My sis n i!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1933/1010/1600/z/568470/image-upload-81-742704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1933/1010/300/z/529624/image-upload-81-742704.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Doesn my sis look like me? Ha ha. As inn rightfully says, we should always make time for family. Just dropped by museum again for a while. Met marcus today. E phone cam so slow, couldn get a good shot of him. Ha ha. Den he s pai seh. Can u imagine marcus pai seh? Ha ha.                                     If any of my anat group is readin this- when r yall free for stayover. N other than gerard, is there any1 that is still not back in spore? I got a good place to stayover but it wun be avail for long. So pple tell me! Btw, my hp was stolen in dublin so i lost every1 s contact, so do drop me a msg n tell me who u r. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-1444599383951427083?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/1444599383951427083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=1444599383951427083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1444599383951427083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1444599383951427083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-sis-n-i.html' title='My sis n i!'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-3698511971486700895</id><published>2007-06-24T18:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T18:32:06.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The london page. </title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1933/1010/1600/z/808630/image-upload-60-724602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1933/1010/300/z/344406/image-upload-60-724602.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;This is a sample of how the page looks like. Is it nice? Hmmm wonder how long it would take for me to finish the website. Does any1 know how much it would cost for me to keep sending photos to blogspot? Scally my bill skyrockets. But this is fun. Btw, i just watched nancy drew. Boy is ger acting bad. Not really very good, i advise against any1 else who wants to watch it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-3698511971486700895?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/3698511971486700895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=3698511971486700895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/3698511971486700895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/3698511971486700895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/06/london-page.html' title='The london page. '/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-7577827663096864127</id><published>2007-06-24T18:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T18:24:18.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Splash pg for europe trip! Under construction. </title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1933/1010/1600/z/309304/image-upload-74-757300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1933/1010/300/z/910055/image-upload-74-757300.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;This is the view from my com where im currently working on the europe blog. Its quite a lot of work but its fun. I really wonder how much it costs for me to keep bloggin from my phone. Shrugs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-7577827663096864127?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/7577827663096864127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=7577827663096864127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/7577827663096864127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/7577827663096864127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/06/splash-pg-for-europe-trip-under.html' title='Splash pg for europe trip! Under construction. '/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-504879854679342189</id><published>2007-06-24T18:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T18:08:18.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new phone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/497/321094496227293/1600/z/675824/image-upload-60-797623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/497/321094496227293/300/z/571460/image-upload-60-797623.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ha ha. Just testing out this cool blog service. Hope it doesn cost much to do this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-504879854679342189?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/504879854679342189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=504879854679342189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/504879854679342189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/504879854679342189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-new-phone.html' title='My new phone!'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-6755976286299504349</id><published>2007-05-11T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T01:25:36.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rambling</title><content type='html'>i shld prob blog over e previous entry. but this entry is equally morbid, got this off lime mag last page:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 fetishes doctors dun tell u about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emetophilia = arousal from vomit or vomiting&lt;br /&gt;Oculolintus = arousal by licking a partner's eyeball&lt;br /&gt;Taphephilia = arousal from being buried alive&lt;br /&gt;Formicophilia = use of insects for sexual purposes&lt;br /&gt;Dendrophilia - sexual attraction to trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lust Word : 80% of women are against marriage bcos women are wising up to the fact tt it's not worth buying an entire pig just to get a little sausage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahah i tell u i had no idea lime had this kinda rubbish. nice to read... the lust/last page. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i have returned from my retreat in penang, which was a blast! will prob do up a nice design page with pics n summary of e trip when i feel less lazy. gotta get hold of the pics first tho.... which reminds me I CAN GO ON THE AUSSIE TRIP! yeah! passed everything - including anat n biochem woohoo! so nicole tan, here i come! haha.... gotta start doin some planning now... for europe also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! can enjoy my hols in peace now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope everyone else did ok... n up to expectations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-6755976286299504349?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/6755976286299504349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=6755976286299504349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/6755976286299504349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/6755976286299504349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/05/rambling.html' title='rambling'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-5206539747541844414</id><published>2007-04-27T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T01:42:01.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby crying and breast size??</title><content type='html'>i just had to blog abt this brief programme i watched on discovery channel. haha, it was about how there was this japanese man who invented a ringtone tt if heard continuously by women, would increase their breast size! seriously no kidding. i totally didnt believe..... it is based on the fact that inside the rock music ringtone is embedded the sound of a baby crying.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to the ringtone inventer, the sound of the baby crying induces an increase in the breast size of the woman hearing it.... which reminded me of physio on female repro. how during lactation, the sound of a baby's cry n the baby suckling on the mother's breast induces milk secretion and ejection.... so does it make sense that a woman continuously hearing a baby crying would have her breasts increased?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the programme continued, they did an experiment on a jap woman who listened to the music continuously for a few days (2 days, if i did rmbed correctly). the expected breast growth was actually 2cm... course she did believe tt her breast size grew... its psychological.... then they revealed the results: the breasts did not grow 2cm...................&lt;br /&gt;...........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they grew 3cm!!!!!!!!!!!! me n my dad were watchin the show n we were like wat???!!!! we were half expecting them to say the breasts did not grow 2cm.... they did not grow at all. but it turned out that they grew 3 cm! cant believe. now, women all over the world r trying to contact him regarding his newly invented ringtone.... can u believe it? he can earn tons of money from this. haha fascinating. to all women out there who want to increase their breast size, kudos to this jap man! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-5206539747541844414?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/5206539747541844414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=5206539747541844414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/5206539747541844414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/5206539747541844414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/04/baby-crying-and-breast-size.html' title='baby crying and breast size??'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-7946108442339944094</id><published>2007-04-23T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T22:59:17.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting...</title><content type='html'>i'm so tired of waiting you know......................... when r e results gonna be out.......... i dun want vivas. i dun want subs either. sigh,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-7946108442339944094?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/7946108442339944094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=7946108442339944094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/7946108442339944094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/7946108442339944094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/04/waiting.html' title='waiting...'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-494097174476771165</id><published>2007-04-22T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T23:44:15.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>museum again</title><content type='html'>today went museum again.... marcus was there! finally tt stupid boy is nv ard when i go there. haha, cant believe he's going to do marketing? haha, he can do it.... super full of initiative. u know sth.... frankson looks like wu zhun! haha... yes he does, i realised the tad resemblance today. :))))) shld just go over n see him more right? haha.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn on n off mood today. keep worrying bout vivas list tml. i really dun wanna study again. i just realised also tt even if im not on the list, i may have failed - ie go straight to subs wo even having to do vivas. so i dun really know wat to think or feel now. i dunno wanna kill my hols.... sigh..... i wonder who is going to be in school tml tt i can get the results from. which reminds me i wanna go ecp tml.... act i wanna go there n scream but seeing there r gonna be other med pple there, i dun think tts a good idea. maybe ill go esplanade n scream with u gals when yall done with ur exams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping with e anat gals shld be fun... i prob need to get jeans also.... n more tops! haha, n some necklaces to match new clothes. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just watched half an epi on tokyo juliet, i tell it e epi was so weird. ok i haven fin watchin but i think the main gal is so poor thing, cos she's dating this hot shot guy (who's really popular in school) ie wu zhun n there r so many gals eyeing him. course he's not interested in them but there is a new addition - some really new hot shot fashion designer (the main couple are both in design school) who's prob a bit older than him, is taking interest in both him n his design work. the horrible thing is the guy is tall, his gf is relatively smaller, but this new gal is freaking tall too. so when they talk, the gf feels so small beside both of them (somemore the new gal wears super super high heels). i feel for the poor gal haha. the ironic thing is - there is another guy going after the main gal, who's freaking taller than wu zhun! haha, complicated sia.... e new gal looks so bitchy... but the show always has complications n e right guy n gal will always end up tgt. standard ou siang ju. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok e room stinks of durian now.... yummy durian. how much weight did i just put on? haha... ok will try n cut down tml.... gonna go watch pirates 3....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-494097174476771165?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/494097174476771165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=494097174476771165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/494097174476771165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/494097174476771165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/04/museum-again.html' title='museum again'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-4458958105117952367</id><published>2007-04-22T01:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T02:37:22.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wild hogs</title><content type='html'>today was fun! haha prob didnt start out so fun cos the couples were clingy. quite expected i think, but i dun think ill be so clingy in a relationship... haha, anws, thanks junwei!!!! i needed to talk to someone n all my galfrens were busy .... ok it sounds like he's so 2nd fiddle... no it's not! haha, anw thank goodness for him :) hope he was not vulnerable when i spoke to him. i must have spent a lot of time on the phone cos e gals said i'm finally off the phone? haha, usually talk to him can talk until 3 hours wan.... somemore when i put down the phone he said so fast? haha, cldnt keep talking, wanted to shop. he did help me get the rest of the day in perspective. now i know wat to do with my time. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws, after i had internalised my thoughts, ill settled my time-table next week. very good. until around friday like tt, e gals will be free!!!!!! yeah! haha, i nv realised im so dependent on yall. thanks nic for talking to me last night! love u guys loads - muacks! anws, we had lunch at koyashiba (wat the hell is the spelling?) haha, at cineleisure, the pple there included me, isabel, john, mao, yao, kal, shawn, weiting n jiang lei for lunch only. den e gals n guys split to go shopping n dota respectively (spelt correctly? ok my english seriously sucks now.... do u have any idea how MUCH i have deteriorated?)... best plan they cld ever come up with, i bought a really nice tube top today! inn! jean! ill show it to yall, its very nice...:) the blue shade is so nice... cant wait to go shopping on mon with the anat gals also... haha.... apparently tml is family day, so i cant go out with frens. haha. going museum again... haha (i just went today... will elaborate later). n so after e shopping (need to get tt chain replacement!!!), we went to watch wild hogs. its not very nice. funny but lame n .... not worth 9.50 bucks, but i haven watched any movies in a long time so i guess anything wld do. jean called me back during the movie, i act wanted to talk to u gal... BUT U SERIOUSLY NEED TO STUDY. i shldnt be disturbin u.... yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised im not a very good blogger. i feel like cutting stuff short. haha, dun really like diary writing also... dunno y i started blogging. oh yah, so the gals can read. haha. anws, for the movie, yy n jia lun joined us, jiang lei left us.... so its plus  minus pple. haha... after the movie, we (shrunk to bel, john, kal, shawn, mao, yao n me) went over to my dad's place - MINT museum of toys - cafe to have dinner. e reviews were good so i guess everyone had a nice time there. really impt tt e review must be good, cos the place has to keep improving. yah so tts wat happened the whole day..... seriously not in the mood to blog now... u know wat, im gonna watch my tokyo juliet....wu zhun! haha... got photos... lazy to update. will sync them later (when im more in the mood)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gals!!!!!!!!!!! ok shldnt disturb yall. yall most prob wun be readin this till much later... but thanks for just being around me. thanks jean. n thanks junwei. haha. i needed perspective today. n i got it. so got it. :)))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-4458958105117952367?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/4458958105117952367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=4458958105117952367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/4458958105117952367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/4458958105117952367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/04/wild-hogs.html' title='wild hogs'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-1147440952018159227</id><published>2007-04-20T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T23:31:14.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>??</title><content type='html'>i wonder sometimes. isnt it obvious. maybe it's not. maybe it doesnt matter even if it is obvious. yup, i think it doesnt even matter... gals i need yall so badly now. i really hate it... hate myself for even bothering to try to think about it. it's like history repeating itself. can't i just find sth simple? y do i always do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok it's ok. ive got to think of better things to do. there is my com. n my movies. n my tokyo juliet! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;courage is sth very remote sometimes u know. haha, nic u just mentioned sth very interesting: attraction and truly liking someone are 2 different things not to be mixed up. is there really a need to differentiate? wat if there is both? or wat if it's more of 1 than the other? does it matter? isn't it good if there is both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nic u're making sense.... it IS better to have both. but it is better to truly like somemore more than just attraction. or it may even be better if the relationship is based more on liking than attraction. studying is easier u know. it's just words.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings to mind another thing tt was mentioned earlier today (went out with isabel, weiting and shawn to shop...) inferiority complexes r so diff to get rid of sometimes. or rather insecurity complexes. haha. whichever. y do we experience it? do only gals experience it? issit how we look? how fat we r? how dumb we r? how small we r? (ok tts just me haha) hmmm.... haven really thought about insecurity for some time, now tt it comes to mind - it is rather scary. its just pangs of moments when u get it u know. n it stays n leaves a sour feeling, tt doesn go away until the next good thing comes along to erase it. its been panging me since yest.... haha, wat the stupid heck. gotta find a way to get rid of it. a drinking outing with the gals would. but NO 1 IS AVAILABLE! cant really do it with med pple either.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do u know other pple's view of u wo being blatant? ok, sometimes it doesnt even matter. yea, it doesn't. things have a way of not mattering to me after a while because numbness sets in, i get over the numbness n find something else to occupy myself with. yesssss, find something to occupy myself with.... haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-1147440952018159227?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/1147440952018159227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=1147440952018159227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1147440952018159227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1147440952018159227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='??'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-7535142220831503667</id><published>2007-04-19T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T03:21:06.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is why we survive thru med</title><content type='html'>y do parents have a freaking way to spoil my mood. my mum just screwed my ass up for an hour for coming home at 5am. sorry man, it's the last day of pros! dun i even get tt privilege. i knew this was gonna happen but i figured just push it n enjoy myself. i didnt even stay over lor. see - i still have my limits. sheesh. she made me cry, parents r such nags man. n she's so worried tt the guys n gals not sleeping separately during the europe trip. i mean hello, we not gonna do ath!!! sheesh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok stop thinking about unhappy things. all med pple shld be happy now. WE FINISHED OUR PROS! omg yesterday was so freaking fun man. esp at night. i guess everyone was just high on fatigue. ok lets start from when we fin the paper. cos we had the phototaking n our med jackets.... the phototaking during the lightning was just scary, haha, but the med jackets are pretty nice. msged tousif after tt for a job well done. :) cheers for school of medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with anat grp in the afternoon. so smart man, brought my camera but no battery. but i think the rest took pictures. gotta circulate pple! haha. lunch we had at breeks - "hi welcome to breeks!" haha so annoying. let's see who was there: me yus yijing peishan zhenwei mat bingcheng damian zhiyong gabriel... as usual, outnumbered by guys. too bad the gals cannot make it. we were thinking of watching a movie but all the movies sucked n we had to meet zhenwei's 6pm limit for his parking ticket. seriously the movies r terrible n im not watchin meet the robinsons! haha, so we ended up at tcc at centrepoint in an attempt to chill n chat. but the sofas were so comfy we all nearly fell asleep.... haha. even with peishan n me sharing a small sofa, it was really comfy. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just gossiped bout stuff, surprisingly qt restrained this time, too bad i didnt learn many new things abt med pple, i was actually kinda hoping i could find out abt who's with who n all that. haha. we ended up talking more about our profs. which was kinda weird, cos just imagining them tgt was just so off. haha. we seriously shld have brought cards. n need to think of more social activities that are more interactive (during the day). after we split at 6pm, me yus peishan damian n zhiyong hung ard zara for a while, ok for qt a long while (poor guys) haha, i still cannot find tt white overall in the poster. been lookin for it since the cas... i think it's gone alr. haha. den yus left us, e rest of us went to macs at taka for dinner after tt. was in such a dilema as to my plans for the evening, cos yanyi wanted to meet me at cck at 9pm... act if u ask me, its pretty dumb to go from town to cck den to zouk. its like looping ard singapore. but yy thought e rest were goin to drink b4 going zouk so in the end i settled for going all the way to yao's place. better choice anyhows, dun like to be out at night on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e mac dinner was horrendous haha, n the rest of us was for some strange reason, converting back n forth to speakin mandarin. im so happy zhiyong n damian say i dun sound very weird!!!! yeah! boo to stupid junwei. i act sound ok in mandarin! haha.... so we all went separately, i went towards cck with yi jing (rare occasion)... e train ride was so fun, talkin to yijing was fun. haha, she was asking me a lot of questions tt were qt diff to answer. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus i met up with yanyi n shawn at cck mrt station n proceeded onto yao's house. after chilling for a few hours (what were we doing? oh yes they were eating pizza n watching their fatality, didnt know everyone was so sick haha), we then cabbed down to zouk. there were some cock-ups along the way, like yao, mao n yy's cab driver didnt how to get to zouk. sheesh wat an idiot, think they had to waste money to change to a diff cab. n phuture was packed. i was hoping we cld switch to phuture some time during the night, cos i prefer r&amp;b music. but mambo turned out to be nice! (thought some music in btw not very nice).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell u, e guys on the stages dancin e mambo moves super zai!!! so difficult e moves! they were so fast n super pro! haha. so fun to follow them, but next time i wanna learn the moves b4 i go, den more fun. haha. wah so high... esp when the burst of gas all over the room. wah super high man, i didnt drink a lot also. had only a tequila shot, vodka cran n variable amount of long island. i was high but not drunk. actually, only started getting high towards the end of the day, with more music we were familiar with. it was really fun when all of us got onto the podium (+mo ying that gang) haha. wah everyone was grinding random pple around each other. haha, i was practically falling off the podium. n i thought i take up less space. i was just at the edge with yy, both of us trying not to fall off. in the end, she couldnt stay on n got down, so i just followed, if not she's e only 1 on the dancefloor. wah i just went mad when they started playing e friend's theme song - den tokyo drift!!!! oh man, everyone went wild. even yao mao shawn n jiang lei with the long island jug ran all the way down to dance to tokyo drift! wahahaha. den the music after that was SUPER NICE! haha. most of the music during the night was nice... but i didnt know the dance moves. blei. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, it was a super good ending to the pros. cheers to shawn for a good recommendation! haha, btw, footnote, i met melanie there! omg, jeanie it was so freaking weird! but i just shouted to her, we said hi den i turned back to my frens, if not very weird. lucky didnt see a lot of familiar faces there, i was so scared i'd meet familiar pple. haha, but IT WAS FUN! tho i got blasted yest (its 3am now :) shit man im not gonna be able to club for the next few mths, so next thurs tertiary fling is a no no. so sad man... sometimes i wish i stay in hall, den i can stay out as long as i want. tt was e only thing i enjoyed while staying at pgp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, med pple shld hang out these few weeks! b4 everyone starts deviating to their other cliques in other faculties though i personally cant wait for u guys to finish ur exams!!! den all of us can go out n have fun! haha. these r e times tt students live for u know.... when we have the freedom to do anything we want without restrictions or responsibilites. so tts basically how my post-prose was... couldnt have been better. haha.. sorry no pics, will get hold of them from the others when they post them. haha. cheers to kkk! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better go charge my cam now, if not ill kick myself when i go out. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers to med, (prose results, pls no extinction vivas), med pple n being a university student!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ps: inn, mao has exactly the same purple tube top as u! lucky yall nv wear it at the same time! haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-7535142220831503667?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/7535142220831503667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=7535142220831503667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/7535142220831503667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/7535142220831503667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-why-we-survive-thru-med.html' title='this is why we survive thru med'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-5389166788691140144</id><published>2007-03-20T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T02:22:38.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>piggies</title><content type='html'>Human = eat + sleep + work + enjoy&lt;br /&gt;Pigs = eat + sleep&lt;br /&gt;Hence, Human = Pigs + work + enjoy&lt;br /&gt;if, Human - enjoy = Pigs + work&lt;br /&gt;in other words,&lt;br /&gt;Human that don't know how to enjoy = pigs that work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men = eat + sleep + earn money&lt;br /&gt;Pigs = eat + sleep&lt;br /&gt;Hence, Men = Pigs + earn money&lt;br /&gt;if Men - earn money = Pigs&lt;br /&gt;in other words, Men that don't earn money = Pigs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women = eat + sleep + spend&lt;br /&gt;Pigs = eat + sleep&lt;br /&gt;Hence, Women = Pigs + spend&lt;br /&gt;if, Women - spend = Pigs&lt;br /&gt;In other words,&lt;br /&gt;Women that don't spend = Pigs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary:&lt;br /&gt;Men earn money not to let women become pigs!&lt;br /&gt;Women spend not to let men become pigs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men + Women = 2 Pigs&lt;br /&gt;Wish all the pigs happy forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-5389166788691140144?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/5389166788691140144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=5389166788691140144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/5389166788691140144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/5389166788691140144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/03/piggies.html' title='piggies'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-7323713187139740412</id><published>2007-03-19T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T01:45:02.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damian's place!</title><content type='html'>i'm watching extreme makeover now. haha, i just dun understand y some pple are so unhappy with their bodies. i mean, they really do look good after the makeover, but u dun really see the side effects tt follow, or the emotional/physical complications with going ahead with the surgeries. oh well, was just thinking, if u asked ME to go for extreme makeover, i dun really know what i wld ask for. i can be a lot prettier but i cant think of ath in particular tt wld drive me to be SO happy to appear on extreme makeover. haha, but i sure wldnt mind being taller... tts for sure. i guess, its the superficiality factor, which makes everything so much more ironic, cos all these gals going for plastic surgeries are ALL MARRIED. who else is tt left to attract? unless ur husband is about to leave u. ???? i really dunno. but I LOVE THE HAIR-DOS.... hahaha (issit spelt correctly?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws, i just came back from damian's place n j8. it was pretty fun, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043667542656440450"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf606FU0WII/AAAAAAAAAgk/G1sF2-S87eg/s400/DSC00449.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043667662915524754"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf61BFU0WJI/AAAAAAAAAgs/PzeCKVNhAqs/s400/DSC00450.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chio bus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brought my xmen alert game (played previously with shawn n john) n so many of them were too lazy to learn the game. in the end, it was just me, yus, yijing, zhiyong, mat playing the game. pretty fun stuff....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043670952860473730"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf64AlU0WYI/AAAAAAAAAik/V0c1xiU_SRg/s400/DSC00470.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043670347270084962"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf63dVU0WWI/AAAAAAAAAiU/BLHCqRhoFo8/s400/DSC00467.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043669213398718722"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf62bVU0WQI/AAAAAAAAAhk/01wyfzk1qpI/s400/DSC00460.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043669346542704914"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf62jFU0WRI/AAAAAAAAAhs/_pvWsa_Y4e0/s400/DSC00461.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest, ie peishan, zhenwei, cindy and amanda played taitee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043669904888453426"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf63DlU0WTI/AAAAAAAAAh8/Kvnes6LEM5w/s400/DSC00463.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mat's expression when he got 5 hits for rolling his 9 dice in the hopes of moving only 3 steps! (i think) see for yourself, the purple dice are the hit dice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043670033737472322"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf63LFU0WUI/AAAAAAAAAiE/YcGMNkB_Kng/s400/DSC00464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043670519068776818"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf63nVU0WXI/AAAAAAAAAic/NrcQk8mv6BA/s400/DSC00468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we finished the game, when we posed with all our characters. iceman rocks! rogue can leech on other pple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the games were happening amidst watching lord of the rings 3 extended edition - look how intent everyone was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043668650758002914"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf616lU0WOI/AAAAAAAAAhU/FAdyq9nlOnI/s400/DSC00458.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty fun except for the part when everyone was talking bout the released anat results. i dunno y my results r always so bad, i think i didnt study enough. ok, im gonna start tml. for real this time. i got 57/100 for anat, n dammit everyone in my anat grp knows my results. so embarrassing, i shouted out the marks cos i couldnt hear chong kiat. i was like, "what 87? what 57?" den i was like F*** i got 57. kill me. damn sad man. oh well, really gotta study alr. sigh... anyways, on with the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUS won the game! there was this super exciting moment in the game when yus was playing wolverine (9 dice), mat was powering up using colossus (also 9 dice), yi jing was using shadowcat (move backwards) n i was using iceman (roll 2 dice. as long as u roll 1 Marvel or 1 X-men, u get the evil mutant!) n everyone was vying for magneto! it was so exciting, n guess wat i finally got him! but i didnt win the game, haha. but it was so fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den after we finished the game, we decided on a game tt involved everyone. oh yes, the pple who were there included: yus, yijing, peishan, cindy, amanda, me, damian, zhiyong, zhenwei, mat and bingcheng. pretty good turn-out act. we played indian poker! haha, big group game, n we were all so nice to each other. we kept helping each other. so much so i was the 1st to lose! e forfeit was cute: shove my mouth full of cheezels n take picture of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043671846213671362"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf640lU0WcI/AAAAAAAAAjE/4jgTy1mT22E/s400/DSC00474.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043672262825499122"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf65M1U0WfI/AAAAAAAAAjc/rcbjWHgM10M/s400/DSC00477.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;course i got off easy bcos everyone else after tt had to increase the no of cheezels in their mouths (i only had 3! yus n peishan got scot free! haha) shld i show....? everyone looks so unglam.... haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043672099616741858"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf65DVU0WeI/AAAAAAAAAjU/2XAQaTktBLg/s400/DSC00476.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummy cheezels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043672511933602322"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf65bVU0WhI/AAAAAAAAAjs/hMvftjQuDGo/s400/DSC00479.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt he look like a hamster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043672636487653922"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf65ilU0WiI/AAAAAAAAAj0/YNXB3gFwRDM/s400/DSC00480.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bingcheng looks like he's gonna puke. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043672786811509298"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf65rVU0WjI/AAAAAAAAAj8/cFDIL-JyIfU/s400/DSC00481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhenwei ah.... u sabo peishan also nv do a good job, in the end u have to wolf down 9!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043673061689416274"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf657VU0WlI/AAAAAAAAAkM/VzHHQEmy6hU/s400/DSC00483.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yi jing doesnt even look like her mouth is stuffed! she looks happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043673216308238946"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf66EVU0WmI/AAAAAAAAAkU/lEDScnGC2lQ/s400/DSC00486.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn mat look the MOST UNGLAM? wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043673796128823970"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf66mFU0WqI/AAAAAAAAAk0/4eFvC-vK3Nk/s400/DSC00490.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remaining 4 gals with the EVIL CHEEZELS! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043673637215034002"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf66c1U0WpI/AAAAAAAAAks/m1JafABxP-k/s400/DSC00489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhiyong can camouflage with damian's sofa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after watching the a bit of the last episode of hanakimi... didnt even get down to watching the entire ending - so i didnt see the cute guy confess to her!!! he is freaking cute! omg, haven seen any guy SO CUTE in such a long time! which reminds me of the monday 10pm channel 5 show called after hours. it has UTT! omg i sound like a sick teenager drooling over cute guys. hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inn! wats the name of the show u recommending me! haha, i need a show! pls tell me it has tt brunei guy, omg he's so freaking cute. ok, im disgusting myself now. oh... i just recalled what cindy was talking to me about earlier today. apparently, she's very tired of her relationship and says tt her bf is very possessive, like doesnt even allow her to go damian's place today to meet up with her anat classmates. pls lar, who can she hook up with in class? i dun think there's anyone in our anat group to hook up with... seriously. anws, she was pretty sad about it n was advising me not to get attached. she say its tiring. n no freedom. tts true, i love my freedom now. can go out with anyone whenever i want, can dress any way i like. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n no strings attached. :) oh well, gal i wish her all the best, seriously, she has some conflicting ideas about relationships. just wish her all the best (2 yrs alr leh)... pretty long, n i always envied couples tt last so long. haha, she'll be fine. she's a very nice gal. hope she hooks up with a doc tho, :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043668526203951314"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf61zVU0WNI/AAAAAAAAAhM/tjebP_i3TD8/s400/DSC00457.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CINDY! haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group shots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043671128954132882"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf64K1U0WZI/AAAAAAAAAis/aFc1auvcuT4/s400/DSC00471.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043671309342759330"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf64VVU0WaI/AAAAAAAAAi0/2ZABGZXvNvI/s400/DSC00472.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043671730249554354"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf64t1U0WbI/AAAAAAAAAi8/5Dspbnmhawg/s400/DSC00473.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, yijing was trying to hold up my drooping shirt! haha, ok, maybe i shld be more aware of the exposure i give. haha. didnt realise. seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we proceeded to j8 secret recipe for dinner... muahahahaha should have seen zhenwei man! hahahahahahaha, peishan n i went to toilet n she left her phone on the table (so the guys dabbled with it!). zhenwei changed his no to "ghostrider's" no n den messaged her, "have u finished dinner yet? im behind u. hurry the bike's burning a big hole on the ground n im burning too haha"! OMG WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. i couldnt stop laughing. zhiyong was askin me to read the msg, i read half-way n burst out laughing, couldnt finish reading the rest of the sentence. omg so funny, can laugh until have abs man. hahahahahhahahaa......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the phone msg:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043673920682875570"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf66tVU0WrI/AAAAAAAAAk8/IHYV9p_IBMY/s400/DSC00496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, the guys r hilarious, den we went over to our fav mos burger to hang out n gossip bout pple. but this time, didnt really gossip a lot, personally wasnt in the mood to talk about med pple act. but we chat bout stuff - grey's, med pple, n other stuff lar. lucky we didnt go out to drink (cos gerard msg tt he wldnt mind goin out if we were to go somewhere after dinner... he was sick), i was very tired n really wanted to go home n chill with my com. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043674088186600130"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf663FU0WsI/AAAAAAAAAlE/AzlXt24_hMg/s400/DSC00497.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043674238510455506"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf66_1U0WtI/AAAAAAAAAlM/7Er733r54Hs/s400/DSC00498.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace/photo#5043674504798427890"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf67PVU0WvI/AAAAAAAAAlc/VBuAfsb2Nb4/s400/DSC00500.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty fun day in all (despite zhiyong saying, "how come always left the same 2 gals, ie me n peishan" - yus n yijing left for dinner at home so as usual, we were grossly outnumbered by guys. was pretty amused by bingcheng's q on "what do gals actually look for? looks or character?" haha, i really dunno. i guess for me, its both? im a bit superficial at times, but whether i can click with the guy is really impt. :) i like thinking about this kinda stuff n just typing my thoughts. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the pics are &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/DamianSPlace"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, yup those were my "exciting" (nothing compared to nic's HORSEBACK RIDING!) days post-CA, so i guess now its back to the studying for me. mat was just telling me he saw pple in school mugging alr today... freaked me out (he has a knack for freaking me out). tho he always follows with a, "dun freak, its ok". haha. so i wun be updating for a really long time. so goodbye dear hoopi bloggie. hee hee. unless my study break got interesting stuff happen, which shouldnt be the case cos its a STUDY BREAK. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cmon i can do it. anat, biochem, physio. u can overcome them. u will be a good doctor.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-7323713187139740412?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/7323713187139740412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=7323713187139740412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/7323713187139740412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/7323713187139740412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-watching-extreme-makeover-now.html' title='damian&apos;s place!'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-108742615314314527</id><published>2007-03-19T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T01:33:33.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>owed photographs</title><content type='html'>yeah! so happy i finally got the photographs tt pple owe me. from long time ago. like PBL farewell, tt was super long time ago but i guess gerard didnt have time to send it, with the cas n all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our pbl tutor mr lok was nice enough to bake cake for us! the previous time he baked chocolate cookies, this time he baked.... i dunno what issit called. see for yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/PBLMiniParty/photo#5043303660142220802"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf1p9VU0VgI/AAAAAAAAAbk/WaLLkhfrxwc/s400/DSC00538.JPG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor gerard couldnt eat for both times. who ask him to be an idiot n not wanna eat chocolate. i haven, in all my 20 yrs of life, seen a grown boy like him who doesn eat chocolate cos he doesn wanna grow fat. i mean hello? whats life without chocolate. im also paranoid abt my weight, but its CHOCOLATE! hahahaha... anws, we had a really nice teacher, he was head of paeds in nuh n he's 48! does he look ath like 48 to u? he looks more like late 30s to me. he bao yang until very well. too bad he's not married. i always find it a shame when doctors r not married (esp male ones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/PBLMiniParty/photo#5043303677322090002"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf1p-VU0VhI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Gpzfktfusec/s400/DSC00539.JPG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha this is like gab presenting prof raj with the card also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took a group photo near the paeds department where we always have our pbl in 1 of the office rooms. cool huh? not some boring seminar room. somemore its so roomy. haha, our last lesson we had zhiyong playing the doctor advising yus (the mother) and gabriel (the father) on dyschenne muscular dystrophy. haha it was hilarious, zhiyong was nubbad.... yus was also hilarious, n gab with he and his "lao puo its ok". sheesh. haha, but it was super funny to watch, lucky i nv kana arrowed by the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/PBLMiniParty/photo#5043303694501959202"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf1p_VU0ViI/AAAAAAAAAb0/FhXHGs8m0So/s400/DSC00540.JPG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us outside the usual meeting place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/PBLMiniParty/photo#5043303724566730306"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf1qBFU0VkI/AAAAAAAAAcE/FPMsTBD0wXw/s400/DSC00542.JPG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group shot... rest of the shots &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/PBLMiniParty"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next set of owed photographs were from LYDIA! happy birthday gal! ok its 1 hour over her bday alr. but anws, it was mentioned earlier, i went out to watch blood and chocolate with leed and bw. it was a super sucky show, dun watch it! i wasted my money, somemore e other 2 keep commenting. boo hoo, it was my recommendation. anws, after the movie, we went to chill at paragon basement talking cock n playing with leed's cam, cos mine was out of bat. those 2 r hilarious. i kinda miss them sometimes. the vj days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MovieGangShrunken/photo#5043312335976158882"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf1x2VU0VqI/AAAAAAAAAc0/J9nrhqoozLs/s400/DSC03067.JPG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok the stupid boy is damn tall. 183cm. stupid boy. gimme some cm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MovieGangShrunken/photo#5043313190674650866"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf1yoFU0VvI/AAAAAAAAAdc/TIqySaayvO0/s400/DSC03079.JPG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y he looks so dao?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is funny:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MovieGangShrunken/photo#5043313362473342722"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf1yyFU0VwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/lvKpG7ab2mA/s400/DSC03081.JPG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were liking saying "what's wrong with u? what's with the eeee look?" bw was so amused with the eee, he made us do it in the next photo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MovieGangShrunken/photo#5043313864984516402"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf1zPVU0VzI/AAAAAAAAAd8/bkPY_oE9krA/s400/DSC03085.JPG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den he goes n says, "now u smile properly when we're all supposed to eee" muahahahaha...i cant seem to follow instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some more attempts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MovieGangShrunken/photo#5043314032488240962"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf1zZFU0V0I/AAAAAAAAAeE/pO9aZcrS6p4/s400/DSC03086.JPG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MovieGangShrunken/photo#5043314174222161746"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf1zhVU0V1I/AAAAAAAAAeM/9_mzcLSlJKE/s400/DSC03087.JPG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok he looks utterly scared n disgusting here. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other random dumb shots are &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MovieGangShrunken"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydia looks so pretty in all the shots, dun u think so? she's pretty photogenic actually, n her hair is super brown now. u dye any colour, it wld eventually be brown. haha. but it was a super fun evening, i dun think we took pictures in star bucks. haha we just liaoed tian there. good to have seen them after so long. i hope the next time we meet wun be like a yr later. tt'll be damn sad. somemore, its so ironic tt leed's bday was a few days away, n i didnt get her a pres! oh well, i just wished her happy bday yest at 12.10am. tts pretty sincere rite? haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fond memories of them. may we remain frens forever... tts impt to me. very impt to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-108742615314314527?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/108742615314314527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=108742615314314527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/108742615314314527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/108742615314314527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/03/owed-photographs.html' title='owed photographs'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-1937555135212456156</id><published>2007-03-18T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T23:59:10.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>timbre</title><content type='html'>nic i miss ur bro! wonder when we can see him again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, mebbe less than u lar. ok? dun get angry. haha... ur pics damn farnie. esp the 1 with the big banner "tomato city" den ur caption is "inn stares in horror"... hahahahahahahaha .......but u took so many food pics??!!! U WENT HORSERIDING! im so jealous.... i wanna go also. rmb miss shanthi used to say its better to go horseriding when you have ur period cos the pad cushions the horses bumpiness - issit true? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also wanna go see the ocean.... so pretty. den we can really sit down n talk. cos we dun have to go pubbing there, since it doesn really suit ur taste. :) but i wanna meet ur frens!! esp the liu look-a-like and the L look-a-like! hahahahah. feel super happy for u man. u seem to be having so much fun. can we pls go there? (disclaimer: if i pass my papers) i know u wanna come home. we can compromise n shorten the aussie trip den u can come back after tt. pretty pls? n also, i wanna sit hot air balloon, the 1 shaped like a house. i sound so man bo jiang lee. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur bro took pics too??? haha so cute. he was hiding in the train? haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws, while u were off gallavanting with your frens (issit spelt correctly), jean inn n i also happened to go out. we went to timbre, nice pub with a good rock band EIC. very nice. n i wasnt feeling too good cos of wat inn said. gal, u have a knack for making me sad u know. but it was just nice to meet e other 2 gals. jean finished her arts for hearts concert! finally rite gal. haha. i saw one of my seniors, sharon there dancing lindy hop. didnt get to say hi. saw another of my ex-tuition mates there also. cute guy, too bad didnt get a chance to say hi to him. hmmm, must be he's in NTU now. anws, e performances were pretty all right. CO was good, the dances were good, hip-hop gals so hiao... haha, chinese dance was good too. jazz and blues nubbad also - the guy has a good voice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we den proceeded to timbre cos jean had an overwhelming need to drink. somemore want jug! gal, u're crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Timbre/photo?authkey=KN1c9mstBug#5043267286064190578"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf1I4FU0VHI/AAAAAAAAAYM/SCl-Grcz3wA/s400/DSC00416.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun really like beer. i tried heneikken, dunno how to spell. not nice. tried jean's corona also. not nice. not drinking beer alr. period. i had lychee champagne instead. nubbad. we had PIZZA! nice nice, thin-crusted. n enjoyed good music like champagne supernova, dare you to move, etc. so even if i felt down (thanks to inn, but im not thinkin about it alr), i enjoyed myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Timbre/photo?authkey=KN1c9mstBug#5043268359806014658"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf1J2lU0VMI/AAAAAAAAAY0/1YVaD09jKeY/s400/DSC00423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Timbre/photo?authkey=KN1c9mstBug#5043267414913209474"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf1I_lU0VII/AAAAAAAAAYU/xx1aU5mCfJI/s400/DSC00417.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean really enjoyed her drinking. she had to release i guess. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Timbre/photo?authkey=KN1c9mstBug#5043268630388954338"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf1KGVU0VOI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Q8KTGI1xN3w/s400/DSC00426.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Timbre/photo?authkey=KN1c9mstBug#5043268746353071346"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf1KNFU0VPI/AAAAAAAAAZM/FiJ0ismQOYI/s400/DSC00427.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the band, so i had a bad view.... couldnt see the main singer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Timbre/photo?authkey=KN1c9mstBug#5043269321878689042"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf1KulU0VRI/AAAAAAAAAZc/UPdTXgsEyBI/s400/DSC00429.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really dark, n we dun really like to use flash. makes us look like ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Timbre/photo?authkey=KN1c9mstBug#5043276455819367874"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf1RN1U0VcI/AAAAAAAAAa0/xxYvbPHkmQs/s400/DSC00419.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big-faced jean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Timbre/photo?authkey=KN1c9mstBug#5043276275430741426"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf1RDVU0VbI/AAAAAAAAAas/-1ugMbUcRyI/s400/DSC00418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i liked my champagne! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Timbre/photo?authkey=KN1c9mstBug#5043269167259866370"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf1KllU0VQI/AAAAAAAAAZU/acmGzZRt3FI/s400/DSC00428.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the place was pretty plain. but the band was good. it was all outdoors, so lucky it didnt rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we went to smu to chill out. few hours ago, was ntu student (cos attended ntu concert mah) den smu student. haha we hung around the study tables n stoned. WE RECEIVED UR PRES NIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Timbre/photo?authkey=KN1c9mstBug#5043270052023129458"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf1LZFU0VXI/AAAAAAAAAaM/XAiqrpAssEY/s400/DSC00440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urs is chao ji big lor. but bad news is inn's 1 is cracked. so mine is bigger than hers!!! haha, so im bigger than her!!! (am i right? u mentioned they were according to size) muhahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Timbre/photo?authkey=KN1c9mstBug#5043269592461628722"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf1K-VU0VTI/AAAAAAAAAZs/t97ShSRE-Dk/s400/DSC00431.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes... isnt inn a good gal, she wore e jacket we bought her... i cant believed yall video conferenced! so cool ok, i also wan but my com too lan. im gonna change mine during matric fare. dunno whether i shld keep e ipod, dunno how much is the discount also. jean u want right, mebbe i consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Timbre/photo?authkey=KN1c9mstBug#5043269708425745730"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rf1LFFU0VUI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/y1YibfUvyFM/s400/DSC00433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see wat i mean by stoned. jean was really tired, i could tell. got some more pics &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/Timbre?authkey=KN1c9mstBug"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed nic a lot during the whole night. really. sigh, hope we get to meet up during the hols. really really really hope so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today wanted to start work but my parents asked me whether i wanted to go out with them. went to space furniture store at millenia walk, as usual. they've got new showroom upstairs: poliform. black n white theme of kitchen cabinets n wardrobes. when i do earn enough money next time, i wanna get a studio apartment n make it chao minimalistic. designer stuff everywhere. cool to live in tt environment. hopefully wun be by myself. or else, ill just stay with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inn n i kinda updated during the concert, too bad jean wasnt there. interesting stories.... i cant believed u passed the chance to go out with daryl. next time yall go clubbing call me along. i wanna meet this chern yih guy u mentioned (nic, its not tt chern yih from ur class)... haha, sometimes its just nice to hang out with pple you completely dunno. no strings attached. but i still cant believe u were the only gal. i wouldnt have gone if i were u, not like they're gonna rape u but i think its kinda weird. n truth or dare is really the most horrible game ever invented. lucky u didnt have to do ath too bad... haha apart from the last part when u had to choose someone. which u passed a good chance, but nvm, u alr have someone else in mind rite? haha.... ok i wun go round gossiping abt u. tho i think its high time u grew up also. good tt u r....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok gonna go dl songs alr. tml goin out also. hope i start studying soon. jean, inn we must jia you. hospitality, EEE n med yr 2. we can do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-1937555135212456156?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/1937555135212456156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=1937555135212456156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1937555135212456156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1937555135212456156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/03/timbre.html' title='timbre'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-1488834903626977572</id><published>2007-03-17T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T18:49:16.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yao's bbq!</title><content type='html'>so i woke up late, sue me. i slept at 7am, tt was bcos i was home pretty late from star bucks den my daddy made me watch this cool video filmed during the museum opening. which showed everything tt i couldnt see (it doesn help tt my dad's foreign friends are so tall)... haha. sorry couldn go lavender n help out with the penang trip, i woke at 12 (which is 5 hours of sleep but im not complaining :) so in the end i just went over to dhoby gaut to meet them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who went to the kopitiam food court included me shawn, john, isabel, lijia, yao cheng and gauri (i dunno how to spell her name!! sorry...) she got shawn a cute red shirt hahaha.... oh yes, forgot to mention we were out to celebrate his belated birthday, cos his bday fell during the cas period. unfortunately, weiting and kal couldnt join us.... think they were grounded - there shld be plenty of other opportunities to meet up so it shld be ok. after lunch, also unfortunately, gauri had to leave us cos she had to go home. hope shawn wasnt too saddened by all these unfortunate events.... all the same, we carried on with the minds plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ironically, we went to the boat quay minds, instead of the cathay 1 cos they had some function on. on the way, jiang lei also joined us (hee, he is really red-faced) haha. so we went over n played games - mostly played b4 actually, including telepath, cranium, some charades game (4got the name), stupid hand rxn game which i always lose. we played so many rxn games n im so bad at them. haha, n yao n mao love to cheat. i mean hello? a picture of scissors n they both wrote all the same thing: penis, dorsal root of penis dunno what other nonsense tt r completely unrelated. haha, so much for being med pple. tell me abt it, there was 1 where the word we had to write abt was "head" like hello, write all the cranial nerves? haha, n im so mugger, there was one where we had to write words associated with 'eye' i wrote optic nerve, ophthalmic artery blah blahs.... gross man. i also dunno y i wrote them. hahahaha. i was paired with shawn n jiang lei, haha WE WON! haha, realised we dun really know each other very well, but i guess tts understandable. but nonetheless, WE WON! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;course we den went over to yao's place, after a 1 hr bus ride where we talked non-stop abt all kinds of stuff (including sick stuff) when we were so far apart from each other on the bus. i mean everyone in the back of the bus could hear everything we were saying. haha. hope they dun complain to yll dean's office. ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den we had the bbq - haha i cant wrap the fish for nuts, i did such a horrible job! mao is so much better at it than me. hee hee. not very domesticated u know.... good food, cheesy sausage, crayfish, chicken wings, fried rice, lamb, otah, sweet corn and melting marshmallow. IM SO GONNA PUT ON WEIGHT (in addition to the ice delicious blended with cream the previous night with lydia). shit, i gotta go work it off. we lazed around the rooftop (he has a rooftop!) where the grill was. and a swing! i love the swing haha.... den of course, talked a lot of cock - including heroes!!! i love heroes!!! when is the show restarting???!!! those guys r really close to each other man.... so sweet... haha, i wonder whether ill be able to get close to my anat grp like tt. hope so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/YaoSPlace/photo?authkey=LVZiSvdJCPY#5042833606036443970"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rfu-clU0U0I/AAAAAAAAAV4/EnSdO-S6aSY/s400/DSC00394.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pimping... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/YaoSPlace/photo?authkey=LVZiSvdJCPY#5042833764950233938"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rfu-l1U0U1I/AAAAAAAAAWA/4cAO-nj2v08/s400/DSC00395.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the swing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to yao's room after tt... mao is crazy on the com man, the way she plays diablo is like she's a guy... haha, while the manly guys  (ie shawn john n yao) were busy watching some morbid wrestling show, e rest of us were listening to music n chilling out on the bed. so comfy. we played strip poker too haha supposed to strip but in the end everyone shoved toys up their pockets n used them to bet. i used up my ear rings, rubber band, and camera already.... i was so not going to strip. haha, apparently john isabel n shawn didnt want to also (y did we start with the game in the 1st place? haha) so we switched to taitee. lucky i didnt lose many times. haha, i think my taitee improved! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/YaoSPlace/photo?authkey=LVZiSvdJCPY#5042835019080684514"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rfu_u1U0U-I/AAAAAAAAAXI/vKyxqFQN1C8/s400/DSC00406.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isabel n me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/YaoSPlace/photo?authkey=LVZiSvdJCPY#5042834598173889458"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rfu_WVU0U7I/AAAAAAAAAWw/hZlvvujvomA/s400/DSC00401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice shot but mao is so extra! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/YaoSPlace/photo?authkey=LVZiSvdJCPY#5042835156519638002"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rfu_21U0U_I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/VyqnqUtl3sc/s400/DSC00407.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kawaii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/YaoSPlace/photo?authkey=LVZiSvdJCPY#5042835697685517362"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/image/huipeiz/RfvAWVU0VDI/AAAAAAAAAXw/rNqUTDYEcNY/s400/DSC00411.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss hanging out with guys these few weeks act....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/YaoSPlace/photo?authkey=LVZiSvdJCPY#5042835972563424338"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/image/huipeiz/RfvAmVU0VFI/AAAAAAAAAYA/RaDF-jwO7X8/s400/DSC00414.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im not in this shot, cos im the camerawoman! isabel looks so sexy! haha (n mao does not look like a ghost lor.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just b4 everyone decided to turn in, we just chilled on yao's bed, playing the stupid truth or truth game. basically, u have to tell the truth n boy is shawn sick. haha, if u manage to sweh sweh get the ace card, den u have to answer a q - like who in the room would u have liked to kiss???? haha, lucky it didnt get down to me to answer ath stupid b4 we moved on to talking abt scary movie n ghost stories! esp army ghost stories, e guys were pretty carried away, while scaring mao a lot. haha, i like listening to ghost stories. by the time we ended, it was around 4 i think n i had to leave, so i cabbed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really fun, hope to be able to do it some time soon, everyone is so caught up with their studies and everything... oh well, pls pray i pass all my papers so i can enjoy my hols. gotta go out ard, im so gonna be late for the concert n e rest r gonnna kill me, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to see the gals again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-1488834903626977572?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/1488834903626977572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=1488834903626977572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1488834903626977572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1488834903626977572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/03/yaos-bbq.html' title='yao&apos;s bbq!'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-6302081316936318268</id><published>2007-03-16T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T05:54:01.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates....</title><content type='html'>seeing as how i havent update for a long time, in addition to not keeping up with everyone else's lives... haha because of the stupid stupid tests, which im sure to fail... ok dun think about it now. i shall recap the happy occasions of the week right before the exams (we need to have a life even if tests are approaching u know... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best part is picasa allows me to upload photos now... hee yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's start with LIN INN'S BIRTHDAY! gal, u're older now gotta be more mature and sensitive ok.... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/InnSBirthday/photo#5041835365442537698"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/huipeiz/RfgyjVU0SOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/oVBKYx5u5SI/s400/DSC00284.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the pretty birthday gal. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so reassuring to see u guys, i needed that so badly n nic, thanks for calling up, we were pleasantly n heartily surprised n touched i might add (on inn's part too). so the remaining 3 gals, jean inn and me went over to cathay to pick up her birthday present -which she picked out. n then walked over to giraffe for dinner and drinks. the place is so cool, i love it n will def go back there some time soon. the entrance had this glass floor, where u could see the water beneath u and sofas around so u could overlook the water. haha romantic. we went to the 2nd floor for dinner. 1 complain tho: the menu is major limited, like only 10 dishes? how do u open a restaurant with only a 1 page menu? but their drink selection is good. which was essentially the best part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, we went out on the balcony where there were sofas, we picked a mighty good location, overlooking plaza sing, n in the distance could even see meridien shopping centre. despite the rowdy boys near us (whom 1 of them picked up jean!) haha, we had a super good time. chatting about the past, present and future, and just emotionally hugging each other... nic we really missed u. wasn quite the same, i think u'd like the place. after tt, we hung around istana park near the water to count down to inn's birthday... it was really fun. inn i hope u enjoyed urself. happy birthday again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/InnSBirthday/photo#5041835803529201954"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rfgy81U0SSI/AAAAAAAAABY/zS0SaEWmsyI/s400/DSC00291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u imagine we all wore white shoes? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/InnSBirthday/photo#5041836486429002114"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/RfgzklU0SYI/AAAAAAAAACI/_y549aAIi7A/s400/DSC00302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love u guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/InnSBirthday/photo#5041836881565993394"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rfgz7lU0SbI/AAAAAAAAACg/uCraKJEBtHo/s400/DSC00307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/InnSBirthday/photo#5041837130674096594"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rfg0KFU0SdI/AAAAAAAAACw/LKR-kkG5J5k/s400/DSC00314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/InnSBirthday/photo#5041836735537105314"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/image/huipeiz/RfgzzFU0SaI/AAAAAAAAACY/kvhCy1xMm3M/s400/DSC00304.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful view. for more pics - &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/InnSBirthday"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n oh yes, dun try green mirage, it really sucks. white russian is nice tho. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on to the following day which also was pretty exciting... MINT MUSEUM'S OFFICAL OPENING! haha my daddy's big day. i am so proud of my dad, he is simply just amazing. his long-live dream finally fulfilled with the honour of having Minister George Yeo to grace the occasion. it was simply amazing. tho i was pretty much in the background the entire night, it was fun watching the entire event unfold and all the gears ("cleaned for so long just for this evening) put into motion. den i saw einstein's painting, pretty amazing stuff too, really beautiful. livens up the entire place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MintOpening/photo#5042252522731097570"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rfmt9FU0TeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/CKiWxa0HuUo/s400/007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MintOpening/photo#5042253987314945618"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/RfmvSVU0TlI/AAAAAAAAALg/EwYQYA2AmVM/s400/003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the entrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;major mingling by my mum and dad with all the guests and even Minister Yeo's wife... i also met up with old friends, whom i have not had the chance of visiting recently - joycelyn glenn randolph richard jen garry marcus ronson ron mandy frankson uncle kelvin. really nice feeling to see so many familiar faces. n the museum herself really looked beautiful tt night with the red carpet new shop layout. it was a glittery evening i wld nv forget. my dad too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MintOpening/photo#5042255889985457906"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/huipeiz/RfmxBFU0TvI/AAAAAAAAAMw/8PtoTtI3Pbo/s400/096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha star wars batman n einstein. cute combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MintOpening/photo#5042257904325119890"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rfmy2VU0T5I/AAAAAAAAAOA/GBbsrN_O9ec/s400/145.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cutting of the red ribbon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the present to Minister Yeo (b4 it was given to him:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MintOpening/photo#5041841588850149906"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rfg4NlU0ShI/AAAAAAAAADM/uEpbpOroOaM/s400/DSC00319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN it was given to him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MintOpening/photo#5042258269397340082"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/RfmzLlU0T7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/g5QDm_jWiSI/s400/154.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MintOpening/photo#5042259471988183058"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rfm0RlU0UBI/AAAAAAAAAPI/xtkhXmB1ots/s400/167.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the actual tour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MintOpening/photo#5042261516392616130"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rfm2IlU0UMI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Uqe2vRq3Row/s400/233.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fantastic four!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MintOpening/photo#5042261671011438802"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rfm2RlU0UNI/AAAAAAAAAQo/DWigZ21X0cQ/s400/231.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MintOpening/photo#5042262671738818882"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rfm3L1U0UUI/AAAAAAAAARg/vyZyC9YFog0/s400/214.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MintOpening/photo#5042264694668415522"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rfm5BlU0UiI/AAAAAAAAATQ/h5Cw8wp1d3o/s400/006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after it all ended...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MintOpening/photo#5042259609427136546"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rfm0ZlU0UCI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VIeWt907j7M/s400/248.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;course the man of the day didnt forget his kids :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MintOpening/photo#5042260863557587090"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rfm1ilU0UJI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-6WVlUAdZhA/s400/240.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this pic! love all these pple.... :) (ok most of them, some of them i dun even know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visit Minister George Yeo's blog for some insight into the event: &lt;a href="http://ephraim.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; (note: it's towards the bottom of the page)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tons more pictures &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/MintOpening"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. like a 100 pics in this album. my dad gave me like 275 shots. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many guests too - a lot of daddy's friends turned up tog with the naomi hotel boss (he must be impressed, which is impt to rake in business :) i think a picture paints a thousand words so the pictures in the album would speak for themselves. so... congratulations daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next few days in school were as per normal. not forgetting of course, YUSRINA'S BIRTHDAY! y is everyone's birthday tt week, even shawn's birthday. anws, we as in the anat group gave her a surprise birthday cake n present tt day! she's quite blur actually, i thought it was pretty obvious we were up to something, but she didnt guess it. i mean, everyone was crowding around the table next to her like in prepartation of sth, but she was none the wiser. only complain was pei shan n i had to go NUH to get candles n a knife, n e stupid bengawan solo refused to sell us candles, in the end we had to buy a small piece of cake just to get those candles (mathew bought the cake already). so everyone wished her a happy birthday - everyone i mean including like cindy, amanda, bingcheng, gabriel, melvin etc... n the cake does not look like a placenta... sheesh gerard thinks weird. i hope she had fun tt day, tho everyone was stressed bcos it was near to the CAs but it was like a small silver lining amidst the grey clouds....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/YusSBirthday/photo#5042015161363483410"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/RfjWE1U0SxI/AAAAAAAAAOk/-0gsRKEvBIg/s400/DSC00344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty yus! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/YusSBirthday/photo#5042014912255380210"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/huipeiz/RfjV2VU0SvI/AAAAAAAAAE4/LtHhMm48ze8/s400/DSC00342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;placenta cake! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/YusSBirthday/photo#5042015698234395474"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/image/huipeiz/RfjWkFU0S1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/KdSdCks4rQc/s400/DSC00349.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anat grp! notice cindy n gerard's "closeness" hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more pics &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/YusSBirthday"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n so we also wished prof raj goodbye the next day pretty sad, he's a good tutor n he sorta helped our anat group bond more too. it was fun learning from him, i hope he had fun teaching us. so we took a group shot. we seemed to be taking a lot of group shots lately, with the recent one with our pbl tutor too (which gerard has failed to send everyone!). i hope our anat group get closer, i think e guys r really fun pple, just tt everyone is busy with their cliques to actually hang out. hope the chalet e coming week goes thru. so.... the rest of the week is history (cos it was just studying at home everyday, n it was so unproductive...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/ByeByeProfRaj/photo#5042017605199874946"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/image/huipeiz/RfjYTFU0S4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/2KdCBwdT7QE/s400/DSC00351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;card presentation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/ByeByeProfRaj/photo#5042017802768370594"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/RfjYelU0S6I/AAAAAAAAAGM/OsULAmfUi2M/s400/DSC00353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt he look happy? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/ByeByeProfRaj/photo#5042018047581506498"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/RfjYs1U0S8I/AAAAAAAAAGc/7Trk7JYvxek/s400/DSC00355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group shot! in our anat room, in a morbid ironic sorta way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random shots of e guys studying tt day haha - &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/ByeByeProfRaj"&gt;really random stuff&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fast forward to post spots anat outing - which was really fun too. we went to vivo city to watch 300. the movie is nice! apart from the sex, half naked men with identically buff bodies, old lechers, lesbians kissing and the traitor hunchback, the movie was really nice. the cinematography was good, e storyline was the bare essentials but the moral of the story was good. just like most war movies, i love war movies!! (watched hotel rwanda tt night too, another really good film) we makan-ed at burger king b4 tt, just chilled out n chat-ted, gave up a third of my swiss mushroom burger n fries to mathew, haha boy is he a rubbish dump. to kill the time b4 the movie, we went to toys r us! haha it was fun too, boy r we still childish. there was a cute doctor outfit!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/PostSpotsOuting/photo#5042024060535721170"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/RfjeK1U0TNI/AAAAAAAAAIg/OK_bl7aj9-I/s400/DSC00376.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, jeanie, tts mathew. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/PostSpotsOuting/photo#5042023918801800386"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/RfjeClU0TMI/AAAAAAAAAIY/2pD-NFrQ82s/s400/DSC00375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt it cute???!!! hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den cindy sportingly hoola-hooped for us. she's really a very nice person. course gerard went round looking for his yoda star wars lego, haha n e rest of us were just fooling around with the toys. there was a breast pump at the parents section! hahahaha.....gosh dun u just feel so old now, we were busying trying to figure out how the mechanism of the toys worked, really than just simply enjoying the toy. sign of aging if u ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/PostSpotsOuting/photo#5042024206564609250"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/huipeiz/RfjeTVU0TOI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ZwFLeoBSq3c/s400/DSC00377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gundam? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/PostSpotsOuting/photo#5042024369773366514"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rfjec1U0TPI/AAAAAAAAAIw/hioq0EgYL0A/s400/DSC00378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/PostSpotsOuting/photo#5042023669693697186"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rfjd0FU0TKI/AAAAAAAAAII/Se7Xq0gTvzg/s400/DSC00371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i actually caught him on camera in action. just in time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pre-movie....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/PostSpotsOuting/photo#5042024893759376690"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rfje7VU0TTI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/0CW4kVAwQu0/s400/DSC00382.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/PostSpotsOuting/photo#5042024490032450818"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.google.com/image/huipeiz/Rfjej1U0TQI/AAAAAAAAAI4/le4D8W1aAdk/s400/DSC00379.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos after the movie, some pple left. it was just me, peishan, cindy, amanda, damian, zhiyong bingcheng and gerard left who went to marche for dinner. fruit crepe for 7.60 bucks which was so pathetic. but the ambience was good cos we were given seats in this hut-like area, where it felt like we were on the inside of a hunter's hut. :) also took a shot outside the restaurant in front of a red cow, haha the stupidest thing was - the person whom we got to photograph us, her bf crashed e photograph in the background with his hands raised up. he's so unnecessary in the shot lor. yup, after went home to enjoy wat i thought wld be sleep, only to be forced by my sis to watch hotel rwanda. but it was a really good film so it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/PostSpotsOuting/photo#5042025018313428290"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/RfjfClU0TUI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_7vDhYoN_u0/s400/DSC00383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another group shot! with the stupid crasher guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/PostSpotsOuting/photo#5042025310371204450"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/image/huipeiz/RfjfTlU0TWI/AAAAAAAAAJo/UyySRXqShTo/s400/DSC00385.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest of the random shots - &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/huipeiz/PostSpotsOuting"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den there was today, which was also fun. it was great to meet up with lydia and bowei. only prob was my stupid camera ran out of battery, lucky leed took. hope she sends them to me soon, they were really crappy shots. haha with me n my sniggering n with them n their imitating my sniggering. we went to watch blood and chocolate... it SUCKS!!! tho the guy in the show was cute (the prince from ella enchanted) it totally isnt enough to make up for the show. i thought it'd be good cos it was from the director of underworld. boy was i disappointed. leed even wanted to watch another movie after tt to make up for it. we wanted to watch storm the yard, i heard it was good. unfortunately, e timing was off. n e other 2 had to go to work n school, so we just went over to the paragon basement to chill n chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n take random dumb photos to make ourselves look like complete idiots. but it was fun. hee. we then migrated to star bucks for a more conducive chatting environment n just spoke about stuff- updates on our lives. n how ben ding also worries about retaining in med, shit man i hope i dun retain. anws, forget abt it... just spoke abt everything and everyone, ex-classmates n how their lives were. was pretty sad when leed commented on how we met up so few times. she said sth like, "when was the last time we met up? last yr in march right? omg, tts like a yr ago." (class outings dun count, n bw doesnt really care fo class outings anw.) so yeah, im gonna make an effort to call those 2 out more often when i can n have the chance to... HAPPY BIRHTDAY LYDIA IN ADVANCE! oh yes, HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHI YING! haha, cant believe bowei n i were trying to guess leed's birthday, wat horrible frens we are. ill rmb to msg her this coming week to wish her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n so the story of my life, as told in 1 night. pretty much cramped all the activites in 1 blog. it was a pity i couldnt individually talk about them after they happened, cos the emotions at tt time wld have been extremely different. esp inn's birthday and the museum opening. hopefully the pictures speak for themselves. there are more shots in the photo albums, cheers to picasa! they have this iphoto function where i can immediately upload to the net from my photo library, though i cant transfer videos. a pity, cos i got some vids to put up n lazy to find out alternatives to doing tt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml another day, going out to celebrate shawn's birthday. hope it'll be fun. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-6302081316936318268?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/6302081316936318268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=6302081316936318268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/6302081316936318268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/6302081316936318268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/03/updates.html' title='updates....'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-3055231199969042641</id><published>2007-02-24T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T01:17:58.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscence</title><content type='html'>girls are temperamental. or rather, i'm temperamental. y did i have to go n scroll down the page.... jean u do realise u have a knack for making me cry. i just had to read it..... lucky my floodgate didnt reopen. but then again, nicole's blog is so amusing. i guess being happy then sad then laughing heartily is not exactly a very good combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nic i hope you're doing ok. you sound really well and i WANNA GO PHILIP ISLAND and watch the sunset!!! just the 4 of us. oooooo..... cant wait to go aussie (please please please dun fail exams) then you can introduce us to your new friends and gal, kimono is in if u wanna go town to shop, not to school. (except for some faculties, i believe) n u have to teach me what u learn about Ancient Rome, so fascinating! --ps someone pls remind me to get a diary for the trip. n my digi cam!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess we'll have to live through u now? haha, after all, how much more exciting can our lives be? just reading abt urs makes me wonder what i'll be doing now if i went to uk, or even aussie to study? ill probably wanna do my postgrad overseas. den i can start living a fuller life. haha. n nic, u haven't mentioned much abt school? or ur new frens? or the environment? time to unleash the descriptive powers u have developed in our sec life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings to mind what jeanie mentioned on v-day, the cable car! haha, i really wanna have dinner in e cable car...... it'll be so fun n sweet..... tt'll be a resolution, i'll try to find a way to sit there b4 the yr is up. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has anyone watched dreamgals yet? too bad wun be watching with bw n leed tml night, leed's exams on the way (so r mine) n i just recalled i have yoga on friday so i dunno how we're gonna make it.... plus i dun really feel like going out with the CAs so near.... n so little work done. sigh. dun think abt it. dun think abt it. good luck leed! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna miss waking up late. the luxury of lying longer in bed, with ur lids semi-open, just relaxing and watching the lull of the ceiling fan above. n breathing in the nice afternoon air (haha im a sleepy head so sue me). then re-closing ur eyes n enjoying the serenity..... which often would be interrupted with a "pei it's 1.30 already. get up, i've prepared lunch already". of course i'm grateful for this in some ways, where would i be without my maid.......:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snap snap back to reality. school's reopening. have to get back used to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-3055231199969042641?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/3055231199969042641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=3055231199969042641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/3055231199969042641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/3055231199969042641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/02/reminiscence.html' title='reminiscence'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-4918519238731053953</id><published>2007-02-22T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T23:02:54.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anat grp!</title><content type='html'>haha had fun with anat grp today. they're a bang. cos it wld have been more of a bang if more gals went. 5 guys n 2 gals. haha, peishan, mat, zhenwei, zhiyong, damian, bingcheng, gerard n me. haha, too bad there were not many gals. but it was fun. went over to damian's place to munch on snacks n played...... i dunno what is tt card game called. n black jack with banker :) haha, damian even had chips! lucky i didnt lose too badly, or very maloo-ating. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damian's house is nice.... nice seats also (soccer bean bag), very spacey, bet e whole anat grp can fit.... den after tt we went over to j8 for ghostrider. e trip there was so farnie.... can u just imagine, 4 guys n 2 gals in the back seat??!! peishan could barely sit n i was on someone's lap. man so freaking uncomfy e ride. but we could actually fit! haha. lucky we nv go town, so embarrassing. so farnie man. i hope i wasnt heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws, ghostrider nice to watch! he's so freaking cool. den after the movie, we went over to mos (burger haha) for dinner. tell u.... nv knew guys were SO gossipy. super a lot of interesting things to talk abt - med pple are so fun to gossip over. talked abt so many things.... even gossip abt our own anat grp. can u imagine, we're so kaypoh? haha. bingcheng is like 8 days lor.... full of information just waiting to be dug out. (poor peishan, made fun with a person totally "out") from he who must not be named to the rider???!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fun to be in med. small communities good for gossiping abt. &lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anat grp should meet up more often like this, it was fun. really fun. (more gals...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was just informed tt i missed out a lot last night. haha, wat a waste den! apparently things started getting interesting after i left. everyone drunk.... den they hung out at macs. i shld probably ask my dad weeks in advance whether i can stay over at a fren's house (i didnt even know the rest were staying over) *shrugs* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote lijia "wasted"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-4918519238731053953?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/4918519238731053953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=4918519238731053953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/4918519238731053953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/4918519238731053953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/02/anat-grp.html' title='anat grp!'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-8945425633921781939</id><published>2007-02-22T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T03:02:53.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uneventful</title><content type='html'>haha i always seem to blog after i go out at night. boo hoo for nic not being around, we haven't pubbed for a long time gals. i miss u nic, really badly. really miss ur "protectiveness". haha. anws, went over to yao cheng's house for a nice dinner with their anat group (dammit y am i always crashing other pple's anat grp outing) haha. nice kbox room somemore. really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went mos. it's really over-rated, it aint nice! haha st james is nicer, heck zouk is much better. shld just go there next time.. when there is a next time. oh man, stupid exams n CAs..... im really scared now. anws, as i was saying, this is the most uneventful clubbing experience ive had. so boring, not that i want anything to happen but it's nice to be the audience to sth more interesting. n the music was retro-ish music n the R&amp;B room was not tt hot n it was packed to the brim... could hardly dance lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so guai ok... my mum n dad msg me as usual what time i will be back n do i know my limits blah blah. after much "discussion" via sms, i sent a msg tt ill be done by 2.30am. den my dad goes n msges back home by 2.30am? den i cant really say ath much after tt right? so i left e club at 2.00am (freaking early right?) with inn, while the others continued dancing to "mambo no 5" - decided to leave den cos i didnt like tt song. haha. didnt feel so bad bout leaving early cos frankly i wasn't really enjoying myself. but ill def need someone to update me if ath happens after 2.00am...esp since e whole anat grp going over to yao's place to stay after tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clubs are places where everything inside is amplified. so shouldn't things happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. shoot. tml still going out with MY anat grp, when will i get down to studying?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-8945425633921781939?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/8945425633921781939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=8945425633921781939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/8945425633921781939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/8945425633921781939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/02/uneventful.html' title='uneventful'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-2973643986941401063</id><published>2007-02-09T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T15:55:23.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nic's leaving.... so sad</title><content type='html'>nic is leaving... so sad. gal, what's gonna happen to us when u leave? we're so gonna die. ok dun worry, we'll stay tgt. come on, inn n jean, we can do it! haha... we shld get skype or sth. den we can talk online. i think tts pretty impt. den we can check up on ur current status...haha n see whether u get attached to ang moh or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings to mind the current newspaper article on how singles looking for love at dating agencies r no longer "stigmatised". i wonder whether tts really true, or does the society have to mature some more to be able to fully experience tt kinda "evolution". imagine spending valentine's day with a complete stranger, only to find out tt person is completely different from u, different frequency, difference educational background, different opinions on many things, different everything. haha, what a sucky way to spend valentine's day. den again, it's always good to gain a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my valentine's day will be what i always liked...... (though getting attached would be a completely different thing), spending time with good old gal friends. we must go pubbing tt night. can can? pretty pls, inn can u not work tt night? please i beg of u.... i wanna talk tt night. den we can all moan nicole's leaving. which reminds me, i still haven't thought of what to make for friends tt day. hmmm sth inexpensive n doesnt require much effort to make cos i dun have tt kinda time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i gtg do sth. nic i hope u enjoy ur time in australia. new life. new friends. new guys. new environment. new clothes! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-2973643986941401063?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/2973643986941401063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=2973643986941401063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/2973643986941401063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/2973643986941401063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/02/nics-leaving-so-sad.html' title='nic&apos;s leaving.... so sad'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-3215877389725814507</id><published>2007-02-04T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T15:55:23.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-vj-</title><content type='html'>ok ive done injustice to victorians. i said stuff i shldnt have said. n victorians are not tt superficial. its just e pple i got close to r pple tt cannot be "close all the way". haha, i just thought i shld said this cos i misintepreted certain friendships. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. jc is over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-3215877389725814507?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/3215877389725814507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=3215877389725814507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/3215877389725814507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/3215877389725814507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/02/vj.html' title='-vj-'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-510780381838396648</id><published>2007-02-03T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T21:53:17.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arts from the Heart project</title><content type='html'>jean has some Arts from the Heart project charity/arts outdoor event on the 10 feb. at harbourfront centre 1130am to 930pm. beneficiary is down syndrom association. its on a saturday right? yall gals wanna go? i dun mind going, considering nic is leaving soon, we really oughta meet up. tho i doubt jean will have time to mingle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll see on that day. still thinking about whether shld make vday presents for pple. if i do, what to make. haven done in some time alr. ha see how much time i have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-510780381838396648?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/510780381838396648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=510780381838396648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/510780381838396648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/510780381838396648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/02/arts-form-heart-project.html' title='Arts from the Heart project'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-5747479987590160460</id><published>2007-02-03T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T21:41:52.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eski bar not wala wala</title><content type='html'>oh yes, i forgot to mention, it was not at wala wala, it was at eski bar cos wala wala was packed with pple. what a waste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which leaves more chances to go out. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-5747479987590160460?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/5747479987590160460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=5747479987590160460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/5747479987590160460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/5747479987590160460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/02/eski-bar-not-wala-wala.html' title='eski bar not wala wala'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-626335933563958427</id><published>2007-02-03T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T21:40:05.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogworthy night</title><content type='html'>ha i cant believe i was so impulsive as to leave home at 10.30pm just to pub at wala wala. so much for my yoga class n family bbq, bcos of them i pretty much decided to skip the king edward hall play - which btw, i heard was very nice to watch so cheers to thomas n eunice - but thanks to my dad n mum for allowing me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty much impulsive n impromptu (which i likkkkkkeeeeeeee). the med pple who went for the play decided to go wala wala to pub n the interesting thing was that it was not only john n shawn's anat group, it was so mixed. it had aladdin pple, aka keefe's grp i think. that's y when i reached there i was pretty surprised, though i must admit i did go all the way down for a certain reason. haha. anws, i cant really rmb the total count but it was considerable, about 15+? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what really was to a certain extent, surprising to me, was the game we all played. it was basically like each 1 of us makes a statement, n everyone has to respond to it with a "GREEN" or "RED", which is agreeing with or disagreeing respectively. the questions were really horny n some of them touched certain questions that were controversial. For example, one of them commented I like someone in medicine, n almost everyone said green, apart from me n another gal. ok, u know, im still actually considering whether i told the truth but the 1st answer that shoots to ur head shld be the right answer. this was esp surprising for me cos there are so few newly formed couples in medicine, so i was close to the conclusion that med pple dun really like each other, or everyone is just hanging on to previous jc relationships. but apparently, med pple like med pple but no couples are forming, so my new conclusion is everyone is just waiting for the right person n keeping their options open. (contrary to vjc behaviour :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not a lesbian. but certain gals r attractive, n i dun mean girlie gals, i mean gals who resemble boys. so i conclude i am not intrinsicly gay, but i do believe that gals give gals in a relationship what some guys cant seem to give. haha, so let me emphasise im not gay (this is impt bcos i think i answered one of the questions with certain prerequisites in mind).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing i always wondered about was what is the definition for liking someone? then john sorta told me his def was that you constantly think of the person, unintentionally (fair enough) n you think about what the person might be doing constantly. with this statement, it struck me then that i have never truely liked someone then, i just liked the idea of the person being with me. ha ha, it suddenly made a difference to me. bcos i nv thought about what that person might be doing, i just thought about what it would be like if i was with that person. does that make a lot of difference? i just realised this n i realised how selfish i am. ha. must be inn's influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws, on with the story. n so the questions went on, some of the questions were really interesting n the answers were even more interesting, esp for the pple in med u know, n the other pple in med u dunno but recognise by face. (yan yi is attached???!! n i didnt know. i feel so out of the loop. sigh) some of the questions included: i have never two-timed someone, i have liked multiple pple at one time/i am currently liking multiple pple at one time,  i have liked/currently like someone who is already in a relationship (note: this like developed after the person got attached), i would not like to get into a relationship with someone intellectually lower than me (esp for the gals), i would not get attached to a guy shorter than me/gal taller than me, i would not get attached to a guy younger than me/gal older than me, etc, amongst other entertaining questions like: i like to sing in the shower, i would not mind taking part in kinky sex (handcuffs etc note this is only when we are ready to do it, n for all of us unanimously, it is only after marriage), i love to watch cooking shows (haha), i have never clubbed or drank b4. n many many more. interesting huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;course there was the brief momentary idiocy of some of us dancing in the cold room cos the music there was nice, n there was no nearby club we could settle for, hence the dancing in a strangely inappropriate place. it was freaking freezing cold, but eventually my whole body went numb. it was so fun n i realise i miss clubbing but that isn't really an option now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the entire escapade, i was tempted into going weiting's hall to just hang out n have fun. the irony (if you can call it irony) was that i didn't personally know weiting but i knew everyone else who went to her hall, ie kalpana, belle, shawn n john. btw, she stays in kent ridge so i decided to pay qian qi/mal/perlynn a visit. but the latter 2 were snoozing so i just dropped by qian qi's place, man does she really know how to point out something "offensive" for an good old friend she has not met for a long time.anws, she refused to show me her face, apparently she said she looked horrible n refused to show it to me. gals....... haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we returned to weiting's floor n played citadel, which to be honest, aint a hot option of a game at 4am in the morning. nobody was able to think straight n it was a lOOOOng game. haha it was more fun to play twister after that. i need more yoga practice, which brings to mind yoga. haha ill talk about tt later. kalpana has a super good balance, amazing that gal. she managed to kick shawn out of the mat. haha. it was really really fun. then after we just hung out in her room n chat about stuff (note that by this time, john n shawn were so knocked out i dun think they caught anything that we said during that time, thank goodness for that. haha.) so it was just the gals left who were talking. which if u ask me, was somewhat strange bcos i felt intrusive. in the sense that i didnt belong in their anat grp so of course i dun expect them to reveal anything but i WAS being insensitive simply by my presence. bcos i was depriving the other 3 gals of a chance to be actually truthful to each other. so i felt kinda bad, n i know it's really not good for them to expand their truth pool of pple, esp to someone like me, whom they most likely would have little contact with after this incident, bcos i was neither in their anat grp nor their og. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it turned out pretty ok n we sorta spoke in riddles i guess, we said or revealed stuff without pointing out who the actual individual involved was, bcos it involved med pple. n i got some really good advice n heard really interesting varying points of view, in relation to the opposite gender. i was by far pushing the limit of what time i was going home because by that time it was already 7am. my phone was almost out of bat, my bro was asking me whether i was crazy, my mum was lamenting how she had to stay up for me (then i told her that my maid would be awake to open the door). but i guess i really did push the limit, i reached home at 8. i know i pushed it but i did it bcos i dun have many opportunities like this during the school term. n i dun mix with pple who r as forthcoming as john/shawn's anat grp. they are really the 1st group of pple who i have come across that are so honest about relationships, since secondary school. so u can basically infer that my jc life pretty much sucked. with that in mind, i wanted to stay as long as i thought i could. then i thought about how i was intruding into their anat grp's privacy (which i was, if u think about it) so i didnt join them for macdonald's breakfast after that. that, in addition to the reason, that i felt i should really go home already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was basically my friday night to saturday morning. really interesting n uncommon to experience if u ask me. i had fun, n it made me think about a lot of issues after in a completely different light, bcos u do take into account what other pple have advised. it was just a blast. med pple r really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, which reminds me of how different anat grps actually relate to each other differently, bcos my anat grp is so different from them. i dun mean in a bad way, i just mean in a different way. though, to be honest, sometimes i wish we were more honest or forthcoming about our individual lives. shrugs, different pple r different i guess. i cant expect more than what they are. which also bring to mind how im so not in the loop nowadays, or maybe i was never in the loop to begin with. im always the last to learn about things, even though i do learn about it eventually, it's like only when everyone else knows already then i know. its ok, i just need readjustment bcos im used to being like the 1st or the 1st few in the loop when things happened in the past. shrugs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how did my yoga class go? it was actually painful n relaxing. my muscles were aching in the same position n i was trembling so badly for certain positions, like the "banana" position. man, is my body whacked up. then it was relaxing bcos the instructor played really soothing music to let us relax at the end of the lesson. it was pretty much like sam's "direct hypnosis sun setting example" where someone in the cd keep asking us to visualise a green emerald purifying our body. that was the most slack part of the lesson. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is a pretty long entry, a lot more thoughts ran through my mind than this. like what i said, gals think too much, but it's something i cant help, i guess. (sometimes i wish my thoughts are simpler :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;med pple shld do more of these things more often. but i guess it's not like we really have that option nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shrugs-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-626335933563958427?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/626335933563958427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=626335933563958427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/626335933563958427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/626335933563958427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/02/blogworthy-night.html' title='blogworthy night'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-352845252129537372</id><published>2007-01-17T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T21:15:53.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>free &amp; easy itinerary</title><content type='html'>Their itinerary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1Place &lt;br /&gt;2Nights  &lt;br /&gt;3Itinary for the day &lt;br /&gt;4Country &lt;br /&gt;5Train ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amsterdam &lt;br /&gt;2 nights 20/21 may  &lt;br /&gt;Flight: 1045pm 19th may &lt;br /&gt;Arrive at Amsterdam 545am 20th may &lt;br /&gt;KL 0838 &lt;br /&gt;(Netherlands) &lt;br /&gt;A-B 3hr&lt;br /&gt;Trains available hourly from 633-2314&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brussels &lt;br /&gt;1 night 22 may  &lt;br /&gt;(Belgium) &lt;br /&gt;B-L 2hr Trains available every 1.5hr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London 3nights  23/24/25  &lt;br /&gt;(England)  &lt;br /&gt;L-P 2 hr Trains available hourly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris 2nights  26/27  &lt;br /&gt;(France)&lt;br /&gt;P–L 2 hr Trains available hourly from 0700-2200&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyon 2nights 28/29  &lt;br /&gt;(France) &lt;br /&gt;L-G 4hr Trains available every 1.5 hours from 0739-2100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geneva Stopover  &lt;br /&gt;(Switzerland)  &lt;br /&gt;G-Z 2hr Trains available half hourly from 0615-2045&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zurich 2nights  30/31  &lt;br /&gt;(Switzerland) &lt;br /&gt;Z-S 6hrs Trains available at 0716, 0940, 1340, 1740&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salszberd 2nights  1/2  &lt;br /&gt;(Austria) &lt;br /&gt;S-M 2hrs  Trains available half hourly from 0700-2115&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Munich 2nights  3/4  &lt;br /&gt;(Germany) &lt;br /&gt;M-F 3.5hrs  Trains available hourly from 0631-1940&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankfurt 2nights  5/6  &lt;br /&gt;(Germany) &lt;br /&gt;F-A 4hrs 0700, 0900, 1100, 1300,1500&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amsterdam 1night 7 &lt;br /&gt;Fly off on the 8th June 2125&lt;br /&gt;Arrive Singapore 9th June&lt;br /&gt;1550&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budget: &lt;br /&gt;Air ticket: SGD 850&lt;br /&gt;Airport tax: SGD 260&lt;br /&gt;Eurorail: 600 max&lt;br /&gt;Accommodation: SGD 40 a night. Total: 800&lt;br /&gt;Total: SGD 2510 excluding food and entertainment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell u e ultimate irony n disgusting thing tt can happen is if we keep planning all these n guess wat....  i have sub paper??!?!?!?! ok dun think so negative.... so must study harder now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention e gals outing to australia too.... we're backpacking rite? den we can bunk over at nic's place. hee hee :) tt 1 not in such a hurry to plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.... wats the conclusion? seeing their itinerary just makes me sway towards their side. dammit. haha i really not sure.... hence back to the 1st sentence of my previous blog: i prob need some advice. n mebbe more research?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just wondering... if we decide on free&amp;easy, gill how?? how do we convince her parents? i prob shld go do my physio tut now.... tml got physio. worry bout these later. so fun. cant wait for the hols to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   .   .&lt;br /&gt;  _____&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-352845252129537372?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/352845252129537372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=352845252129537372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/352845252129537372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/352845252129537372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/01/free-easy-itinerary.html' title='free &amp; easy itinerary'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-1609875463185759154</id><published>2007-01-17T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T20:51:27.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>europe planning</title><content type='html'>ok i think i prob need some advice.... e med pple are thinking of going to europe for a trip in late may, ie me gill shawn john jia lun n mebbe gloria.... n mebbe tousif n pravin? i dunno...... anws, there's this huge prob about the costing. we have currently 2 options:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) contiki travels - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip Itinerary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: London to Amsterdam. A warm welcome from your Contiki Crew as we head for the White Cliffs of Dover and the Channel crossing to France. We travel through Belgium and into the Netherlands. After dinner a chance to explore this unique city and it's amazing nightlife. Youth Hotel (D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Amsterdam. This morning why not take a canal bike ride to further explore Amsterdam? In your free time perhaps visit famous sights such as Anne Frank's House or the Van Gogh Museum. Tonight we celebrate our last evening together. Youth Hotel (B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: Amsterdam to Berlin. Today we pass Hannover and cross the River Elbe as we make our way to Germany's capital Berlin. Youth Hotel (B,D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: Berlin. Time to explore this lively city where East and West once met. A chance for an Historical Walking tour, a visit to the "Checkpoint Charlie" museum or to check out the great shops, cafés and nightlife. Youth Hotel (B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: Berlin to Prague. This morning we make a stop in Dresden before crossing the border in to the Czech Republic. Tonight we discover the golden city of Prague. Hotel (B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6: Prague. Free time to further discover the labyrinth of streets in the old town, the medieval castle district and Karlov Most, the most photographed bridge in Prague. Tonight's dinner is your choice and afterwards enjoy the local nightlife. Hotel (B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7: Prague to Munich. On to Bavaria's lively capital Munich, home to the Oktoberfest. Maybe join us this evening at one of this city's traditional Beer Halls. Youth Hotel (B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 8: Munich to Austrian Tyrol. Our orientation tour of Munich includes the Glockenspiel and Marienplatz. Take the opportunity to go white-water rafting in the heart of the Austrian Alps before a special welcome awaits at Contiki's own Gasthof. Contiki Special Stopover (B,D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 9: Austrian Tyrol to Venice. This morning the Austrian Alps form the backdrop for you to try white water rafting before we travel into Italy. We stop at Verona, home to Romeo and Juliet before continuing to mainland Venice in the Veneto region. Contiki Village (B,D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 10: Venice. A short boat ride takes us into the historical centre of Venice to see St. Mark's Square, the Doges' Palace, and the Bridge of Sighs. See glass and lace making demonstrations and why not treat yourself to a gondola ride? Contiki Village (B,D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 11: Venice to Rome. All roads lead to Rome where our included sightseeing tour is the perfect introduction to the Eternal City. Tonight, a walking tour of this ancient city will include the Trevi Fountain, the Pantheon and Piazza Navona. Contiki Village (B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 12: Rome. Once at the centre of the powerful Roman Empire this city, steeped in centuries of ancient history, awaits your discovery. The Colosseum, Imperial Forum and the treasures of the Vatican City make for a day of serious sightseeing. Contiki Village (B,D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 13: Rome to Florence. A morning drive to Florence where our included walking tour takes us to the Duomo, Giotto's Bell Tower, Piazza della Signoria and the Basilica of Sante Croce. Shop for leather, gold and silver and tonight a chance to be treated to "La Dolce Vita" at a local Italian restaurant and sample the local nightlife. Contiki Village (B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 14: Florence to Swiss Alps. We continue north past Lake Como and through beautiful mountain scenery into Switzerland. Our idyllic stop in the Swiss Alps is nestled at the base of the Jungfrau mountain. Contiki Special Stopover (B,D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 15: Swiss Alps. A spectacular day where you can choose to hike the many trails or maybe enjoy a trip up the snow-covered Jungfrau mountain on a cog railway that passes through the Eiger mountain! Contiki Special Stopover (B,D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 16: Swiss Alps to Paris. Travel past vineyards and through the French countryside to the romantic city of Paris and your first glimpse of the Eiffel Tower. Contiki Village (B,D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 17: Paris. Today's sightseeing includes some of the most celebrated icons of Europe. Perhaps take the opportunity to visit the Louvre, Eiffel Tower, Notre Dame, Arc de Triomphe or the Champs Elysées. Tonight, why not complete your Parisian experience with a French meal and a famous Parisian cabaret? Contiki Village (B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 18: Paris to London. Departing Paris we visit the Canadian War Memorial at Vimy Ridge. On to Calais for our ferry crossing to England.  (B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in all, it's 18 days n it sounds really good. it costs about S$2377 after conversion + 245 bucks for meals provided on 13 of the 18 days (breakfast n dinner only) but it basically includes transport btw states n accomodation.... not sure if it includes entrance fee costs to attractions. DOES NOT INCLUDE AIR FARE. i called up e travel agent lady my mum always goes to n she says cheapest direct flight (transit is abt 20 bucks cheaper super not worth it) to london is S$1358 inclusive of tax. so it totals to S$3980. damn ex right. but it really goes a lot of places, as u can see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) peishan's og aka mathew's og already roughly worked out their free &amp; easy route n costing. just the 1st phase at least. their costing so far is as such: just including air ticket + accomodation for 3 weeks (ie in student dorms) + transport btw cities (not within cities itself) = S$2600. their accomodations shld be in like uni dorms, n transport btw cities is via euro-rail. heard just pay 600 bucks singh for any amt of travelling via train in europe. pretty good deal...hmmm..... so shld we go free &amp; easy? if we work out our route properly n cost properly, it may be cheaper yet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there r several complications, like gill cant go unless its a tour cos her parents want to make sure she's well taken care of. but mebbe we can convince if we plan a concrete route with backup plans....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really thought we were pretty set on e contiki tour alr cos we dun have to spend time planning. but after the costing is totalled, it's damn a lot of money n gill didnt tell us bout e 245 bucks food money b4hand, dun think she knew either. so it adds up to so much money. n mat's grp is going for 21 days, ours is 18 days. but they didnt include food, which cld cost a lot... i think average 10 euros for each meal is pretty safe. so if say go for 18 days, n we eat cheap breakfast, like just bread n jam. abt say 25 euros a day for meals....450 euros for meals? enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok looking thru peishan's itinerary....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-1609875463185759154?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/1609875463185759154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=1609875463185759154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1609875463185759154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1609875463185759154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/01/europe-planning.html' title='europe planning'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-1004326871989615271</id><published>2007-01-15T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T18:25:56.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice blogskin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/blogskins_skin_images/128017/screenshots/128017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/blogskins_skin_images/128017/screenshots/128017.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super cute blog skin! apt for medical students i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=128017&amp;action=Preview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i shld tweek my blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;is tt even spelt correctly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-1004326871989615271?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/1004326871989615271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=1004326871989615271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1004326871989615271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/1004326871989615271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/01/nice-blogskin.html' title='nice blogskin!'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-8271153711085352916</id><published>2007-01-14T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T02:37:26.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inn!</title><content type='html'>ok im back posting bcos inn just told me she passed up a chance to go zouk with a couple of CUTE guys. oh man..... she's working at raffles hotel bar u see.... n a couple of guys, *hee hee cute guys* going to zouk to celebrate 1 of their 21st birthdays.... can't believed she passed this chance. haha for an excuse tt she was in t-shirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were going to enter nus next sem i think. finishing ns soon. wat a complete waste. i'm stuck home trying to read anat, when she could have gone to zouk n party with cute guys. haha W-A-S-T-E-D. hee hee she cld have called me, n i'd go over with clothes for her to wear... oh well, maybe they'll go back there again or maybe she'll meet them in school. it's just pretty unusual for inn to find guys cute. so they must have been pretty cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i sound so bimbotic now. ok gotta get back to her n extract juicy details. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-8271153711085352916?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/8271153711085352916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=8271153711085352916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/8271153711085352916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/8271153711085352916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/01/inn.html' title='inn!'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-2624564810935794650</id><published>2007-01-14T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T02:17:15.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cant study....</title><content type='html'>hee i cant study, tts y im blogging... i've been watching my anime e whole day... Ouran High School Host Club. it's really kawaii n sweet...... this is gonna be an uneventful weekend..... except for the fact tt MY BRO IS COMING HOME!!!! hee hee, so fun.... he's gonna mess up the room... n start calling me fat again.... but i guess it's just nice to have his presence back. after all, my sis is driving me crazy at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n im so not gonna get work done after he's back... my anat is dying. i can't get my studying method right. i tried reading baby moore. but i couldnt get it, not used to it. then at like 1am in the morning, amidst episode 18 of the anime (in the afternoon, i was just at 5th episode hee hee) i decided to switch back to big moore. but it's so heavy going. i'm so gonna die..... i dun understand how some pple could pick up momentum alr. i cant seem to do it. n it's really worrying. i dun wanna waste my hols on subs. worse still, i dun wanna retain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is y i dun like to blog, it gets depressing. n i usually blog only when im depressed. so if u dun see any entries for a long time, it means im leading a healthy normal 19-year old life. ha ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think ill get back to my anime. it's so SWEEEEEEEEEEETTTTTT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-2624564810935794650?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/2624564810935794650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=2624564810935794650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/2624564810935794650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/2624564810935794650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-cant-study.html' title='i cant study....'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-4133287817987241792</id><published>2007-01-07T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T15:57:24.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school's starting soon!</title><content type='html'>i just saw beyonce in a mtv wearing a damn pretty white corset top!! where to get such a thing?? haha my current need to buy list is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. corset top&lt;br /&gt;2. flats/pointy shoes (my birks are on the way)&lt;br /&gt;3. new heels/wedges (i foresee mine are going to fall apart soon)&lt;br /&gt;4. new year clothes (dress!!! maybe i should just wear the corset top to CNY)&lt;br /&gt;5. undergarments&lt;br /&gt;6. dorothy perkins top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued/updated when i remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for the hols, i didnt shop enough, n even when i went shopping, i bought the wrong kinda clothes. hee hee. n too bad i didnt go overseas either. the latest update i got was that when my bro comes back in jan, my parents are flying to US to meet my auntie, she's got liver cancer, late stage. i sure hope it doesn't affect my dad's health and well-being...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of my dad, e mint museum was turned into a disco for 1 night! haha the 3rd floor aka the glass floor was turned into the dance floor, n e 4th floor box-room was where the dj was spinning it, above everyone else n looking down. there was dry ice on the 3rd floor, giving the smoky effect. talk about fun man!! so cool, too bad i wasn't there to see the action (though the pple there were in their 40s cos soo khian was celebrating his birthday). heeeeeeeee could ask my dad to hold more disco-like functions there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't there cos i was partying at st james power station! after having mee hoon kweh in food republic at vivo city... we, referring to me, lin inn, shawn, john, isabel, li jia n yao cheng could unfortunately only go into powerhouse, cos the age limit for guys everywhere else was either 21 or 23. for eg, dragonfly age limit for guys was 23... lucky for gals, it is 18 everywhere! talk about unfair. but - i must say, the powerhouse music was not bad, though still not as good as phuture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, dance until my knees were aching but it was the perfect ending to the school hols! although i think there were emo moments, somehow this always happens in clubs. maybe it is the amplification of the music n release of inhibitions. i hope everything will turn out ok when school starts, it is highly impt to start out the sem right. hopefully, school wun be as taxing as b4, for some pple in med, studying everyday seems to be normal or ok, but i can only take so much.... in fact, i have never studied so much in my life (besides the day b4 exams). ok i shall sign up for the yoga/kickboxing/pilates/etc course tml, i can't believe lin inn is so lazy... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm gonna enjoy what's left of the hols... here's to a GOOD NEW YEAR!!! N A GOOD NEW TERM IN MED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-4133287817987241792?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/4133287817987241792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=4133287817987241792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/4133287817987241792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/4133287817987241792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/01/schools-starting-soon.html' title='school&apos;s starting soon!'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-7936310458857338375</id><published>2007-01-05T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T03:51:30.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>improvements</title><content type='html'>ok i got e picture wired already. looks like flickr is really good. then there is e scrolling up after you type blog. i've limited the entries shown to just 4.... hopefully it helps, though i must say it will become quite irritating having to keep scrolling up to see the most updated entry... i wonder if there's a way around it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-7936310458857338375?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/7936310458857338375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=7936310458857338375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/7936310458857338375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/7936310458857338375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/01/improvements.html' title='improvements'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-2719202790147037157</id><published>2007-01-05T03:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T03:32:34.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>renewed blog</title><content type='html'>ok i dunno how well this blog is going to work, accordingly to my testing... it aint working out too well. e most annoying thing is the picture always doesn't load, is it the link i use is too lousy? i originally used geocities, then i switched to 0catch but both are unreliable. n another thing, when you type in blog, it shoots right down to the bottom of the page and in order to view the most recent entry, you have to scroll all the way up.... talk about troublesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well we'll see, ill try to fix the glitches, in the meantime, enjoy the typing!! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-2719202790147037157?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/2719202790147037157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=2719202790147037157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/2719202790147037157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/2719202790147037157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2007/01/renewed-blog.html' title='renewed blog'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-112420826890359827</id><published>2005-08-17T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T00:04:28.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit</title><content type='html'>fuck you kor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-112420826890359827?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/112420826890359827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=112420826890359827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/112420826890359827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/112420826890359827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2005/08/shit.html' title='shit'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-112376949385326045</id><published>2005-08-11T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T22:11:33.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wishlist</title><content type='html'>wishlist : :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm in no particular order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hat (er-hm, not too fanciful but u noe the type tt i like....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 quarts - e pull up at the side kind (rui-en wore it in the national day mtv)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flats - nice n casual, can be semi-formal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah  tts my wishlist for this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n of course, to do well for a levels!&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-112376949385326045?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/112376949385326045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=112376949385326045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/112376949385326045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/112376949385326045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2005/08/wishlist.html' title='wishlist'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-111821545757497243</id><published>2005-06-08T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T15:24:17.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the house</title><content type='html'>I'm in a mood for renacting me past favourite compositions, I doubt I can remember it but I'll try. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The destination was a house, some house. We approached it, the outside was scattered with pots of plants, its roots creeping everywhere. Soon, I was faced with a majestic entrance, a wooden signage above the door read chinese words I could not yet understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On entering, my vision came upon a wooden panel laden with intricate gravings. Simply beautiful, it was embellished with finely-crafted flowers, I lay my fingers on it, indulging in its artty significance. Then I was dragged away by my mother further into the mysterious place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The floor was a shade of orange-brown, tiled non-uniformly to give a homely feel. It felt cold on my feet, sending a tingling feeling up my spine. I was excited, and i wanted to share that excitement. I thought to drag my father to the flower panel i saw earlier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled him by his hand and urged him to follow me, instead, he turned to me with a disapproving look and let go of me. He chose to walk towards a stranger who was apparently already in the house. Soon, they were engaged in whispers, and I was hushed by my mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew when I had to keep quiet, and now was one of these times. My journey continued... I found a wooden door with a gold sleek handle and i pushed in. It was the toilet! It was dazzling, an epitome of art. The walls were tiled navy blue and white, alternating in a random pattern to give a colourful feel beside the bathtub. The tiles on the floor were just as cooling and relaxing. The atmosphere was thus given an extremely calm and peaceful tinge, enough for meditation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my haste, I tried to drag my father in for a look, this time he didn't even turn to look at me, and brushed my hand aside. I was sore and offended. So I decided, not to share this excitement with him. I went to my mother instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, i ascended a flight of stairs and suddenly the place looked ten times bigger! I dumbly found out the sudden reason for magnification when my nose knocked into a mirror. Of course! The mirror made the place look much bigger and they were plastered on three walls surrounding us, making it feel encaved in, yet spaciously big. Ingenius design, if you ask me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were then brought by the stranger, who was already in an intense and jovial conversation with my father, up a spiral metallic stairway. I was still very sore that this unknown man could steal all my father's attention to himself, but i figured not to be too childish. The winding steps were made of a black metal, with elongated bumps along it, giving a jail feel. It's cold touch made it feel somewhat eerie too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming upon a small room with three mini windows, I heard the man mention that it was the attic. It was bare, like everywhere else I've been to. The boarding on the floor was mahogany a nice shade of maroonish-brown laid strip by strip beside each other. Wood always fascinated me. The place was fit for a playroom, which was very enticing for me. On impulse, I rushed to my father, but in the last minute I pulled back and ran back to my mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, my dad looked across the room towards to my mother and smiled, then he looked down to me. Approaching calmly with a huge grin on his face, he stopped right in front of me. Squatting down, he took my hand and said, "You little rascal, what do you think of this place? Do you want to live here?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small smile peeled across my face and I nodded profusely. Of course, the view of a six-year-old is much desired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post note: this house does in fact exist and i did in fact visit it with my parents. it is in emerald hill no. 18 behind centrepoint shopping centre in orchard road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it issssssss beeeeeautiful...... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-111821545757497243?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/111821545757497243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=111821545757497243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/111821545757497243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/111821545757497243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2005/06/house.html' title='the house'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-111821314688331324</id><published>2005-06-08T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T14:45:46.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a woman's thing</title><content type='html'>The agony is killing me... why has everyone left me... arrghh... wait, that's not right. i chose not to go. No one has left me, i left them. And now, i'm left grovelling on the bed stuffed with nonsensical powerpuff toys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women. Why are we so cursed with this. It's sometimes not the event happening itself that bothers me (well, it does bother me most of the time) but the wait is equally trying. A bloody stomachahe is not helping it either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do guys make it out to be so medical? It's painful and troublesome. It's a nonsense every woman has to put up with. However, a flabby stomach with its contents growling is not something everyone suffers... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hate to admit this, menstruation affects my activities greatly. I can't deceive myself to believe that i can be like others who never care 2 hoots about it, why can't i be like some of my friends sometimes? They miraculously seem unbothered by that constant irritating grinding feeling below between the legs, not to mention the "tap" feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I too graphic? I hardly believe anyone is like me. When it comes, it becomes one of those "fat" days that i refuse to go out of the house without a ridiculously loose clothing. Unfortunately, it seems I would have to go out on Saturday with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still remember last year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What? No! You can't be serious. Elect's Camp cannot be on that day?" "Don't you check your schedule?" "I'm no schedule checker." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring down into my luggage, it was stuffed with purple mini pillows, of course largely exaggerated because I didn't need so many. But I WAS going for a training camp, I needed back-up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running, Exercising, Mass Dancing and positively disgustingly no bathing for three whole days with no more than powder spread over my dirt-ridden body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good experience. But it's already enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm still left waiting... for it.... Please Come. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-111821314688331324?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/111821314688331324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=111821314688331324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/111821314688331324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/111821314688331324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-womans-thing.html' title='It&apos;s a woman&apos;s thing'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-111808193234205312</id><published>2005-06-07T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T02:18:52.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how to study</title><content type='html'>im suffering! i dunno how to study there are too many distractions esp my com, my bro is back n tts not helping me much. my sis is terrible keeps watching epics like lotr and star wars!! aaarrrrGGGhhhh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody shoot me. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-111808193234205312?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/111808193234205312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=111808193234205312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/111808193234205312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/111808193234205312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2005/06/how-to-study.html' title='how to study'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-111807319250119326</id><published>2005-06-06T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T23:53:12.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hee</title><content type='html'>yes but this time dun need the bloody mail hahahahhahahah imail thingie now dun need&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-111807319250119326?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/111807319250119326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=111807319250119326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/111807319250119326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/111807319250119326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2005/06/hee_06.html' title='hee'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</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-8275853.post-111807319130248141</id><published>2005-06-06T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T23:53:11.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hee</title><content type='html'>yes but this time dun need the bloody mail hahahahhahahah imail thingie now dun need&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8275853-111807319130248141?l=hoopi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/feeds/111807319130248141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8275853&amp;postID=111807319130248141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/111807319130248141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8275853/posts/default/111807319130248141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hoopi.blogspot.com/2005/06/hee.html' title='hee'/><author><name>huipeiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06296900401885015850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
